Universe Infinite Canteen.

Chapter 466 Hair Grows Out

"Please come in, Mr. Yang," said the fat monk.

"Master Huide, please go first."

"Okay." Master Huide did not refuse and immediately stretched out his chopsticks.

But this time he also heard a light cough in his ear.

Master Huide was dazed for a moment and thought that the Buddha was angry. Fortunately, he looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person who had just asked to cough was the waiter of this restaurant.

"Master, the boss asked me to tell you something. It's better not to eat this steamed cake if you can."

"Why?"

"Because if you eat this cake, your hair will grow."

Master Huide smiled and said, "It's okay. I am a monk and have already been ordained."

"No, this is a bigger problem. Master, you don't want your hair to grow again, do you?"

Boss Yang finally figured it out at this time, "Hey, this week's hair cake can make people grow hair, Boss Ma, why didn't you remind me?"

"I reminded you," Malu interrupted, "Boss Yang, you insisted on ordering it, you can't blame me."

Boss Yang recalled that it seemed to be true. He seemed to have misunderstood at that time, so he said, "Then I'll eat this dish."

After saying this, he picked up his chopsticks and was about to pick up the piece of steamed cake, but Master Huide suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Ok?"

"Monks should beg for alms and eat whatever they can get. If you are picky about food, you will be blamed by the Buddha."

The two little monks devoured the previous vegetarian dishes in no time. They felt that they had never tasted such delicious food in their life. If the side dishes were so delicious, the main dishes would be even more fragrant.

They were looking forward to it, but unexpectedly they heard the bad news. Seeing that Boss Yang was about to monopolize the plate of steamed cake, they were scratching their heads anxiously. Fortunately, the master finally stepped in in time.

The little monk looked at the fat monk with admiration and respect.

When Boss Yang heard that this would make the Buddha angry, he didn't dare to eat anymore. Even if the Buddha couldn't control him now, he would still have to live in someone else's land after his death, so he had to settle the relationship in advance.

But as a frequent visitor to the Universe Infinite Canteen, he knew how exaggerated the dishes here were, so he kindly reminded him.

"Master, why don't you let our two disciples have a taste first."

Upon hearing this, the two little monks were eager to try. However, Master Huide knew his own business and he was well aware of how poor the concentration of his two evil disciples was.

If the steamed cake was really delicious (which was almost certain to happen as shown in the previous dishes), the two evil disciples would most likely eat it all because they were not well-trained enough.

By then he will get nothing and all his efforts will be in vain.

Master Huide certainly didn't want this to happen, so he said, "It doesn't matter, just shave it when the hair grows out. Outsiders have many misunderstandings about us monks. In addition to the tonsure when we enter the temple, we actually have to shave our heads every ten days or half a month, otherwise the hair will grow out."

"Oh, is that so?"

"So Mr. Yang doesn't have to worry about us growing hair at all." Master Huide explained with a smile.

As he spoke, he had already picked up a piece of steamed cake with chopsticks, and his two apprentices, seeing their master taking action, also raised their chopsticks. Although there were many twists and turns, they finally succeeded in eating the cake they had been dreaming of.

The taste did not disappoint the three of them. The fresh fragrance of the herbs hit them in the face, but when they went into the mouth, there was no bitterness of the herbs. Instead, it had a sweet and nourishing taste. After swallowing it, it turned into a warm current that nourished every part of the body.

After circulating a small circle, the warm current finally rushes to the top of the head, dividing into small warm lines, nourishing their scalps, just like getting a head massage in a massage parlor.

The two little monks couldn't help but moan softly with pleasure. Master Huide didn't lose his composure like that, but his face was also flushed.

However, he was not happy for long as he saw Boss Yang opposite him widening his eyes.

Not only Boss Yang, but all other diners in the restaurant also turned their eyes to the three of them.

Master Huide preached everywhere and had seen the world, but being stared at by so many people, and their looks were quite strange, made him feel a little uneasy.

But on the surface he remained calm, picked up the water cup and drank the water by himself.

But at this time his apprentice also noticed the strange atmosphere in the room and asked, "Hey, Master, what are they looking at?"

Master Huide had intended to take this opportunity to teach his useless disciple a lesson on how to keep his composure, but he was stunned when he turned around.

Because he saw a spirited young man in a monk's robe, Master Huide almost didn't recognize his disciple Zhihai. Then he looked at his other disciple Zhizang, who had long flowing hair and looked like the group of artists in 798.

Zhihai and Zhizang also saw their master and were shocked.

Unlike Master Huide, when Master Huide shaved their heads, at least he had seen their appearance before they became monks. However, these two young monks entered the monkhood relatively late and had never seen their master with hair.

One of them couldn't help but blurt out, "Master, why did you turn into Qiao Shan?"

Before Master Huide could say anything, Boss Yang slammed the table and shouted, "How can you talk like that? How can you talk about Master like that? But you know what, it does look a bit like him."

At the end he couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. Although he covered his mouth with his hands in time, his shaking shoulders still betrayed him.

It wouldn't matter if the little monk didn't say anything, but when everyone heard it, they found that Master Huide's eyebrows were indeed three-quarters similar to the famous actor Mr. Qiao Shan, and with his naturally curly hair, they were at least six-quarters similar.

As a result, more people in the restaurant covered their mouths and shrugged their shoulders.

Zhihai also knew that he had caused trouble, so he reached out to scratch his bald head and ended up grabbing a handful of hair. Only then did he realize that not only his master, but the three of them had all grown back their hair.

But this time the speed of returning is a bit too fast!

But it was just a meal. Before the meal, his hair was bald, but after the meal, his hair was already full of gray hair. It's amazing!

The master and his two disciples just stared at each other, unable to understand when they had become vulgar.

In the end, Malu was the kindest and pointed them to the nearest barber shop.

Master Huide didn't have time to socialize with Boss Yang anymore, so he hurried to the barber shop with his two apprentices. When he entered the door, Tony in the shop asked him curiously.

"Hey, are you three planning to go to the comic convention to cosplay? Who are you planning to be? Oh, I know, I know, don't tell me, I'll guess...

"Yes, it's that Fahai, the old thief Fahai, right? At your age, you can only cosplay Fahai, and you really look like him.

"But I tell you, it's not easy to grow hair again after shaving it. It may take half a year for it to grow back to its current thickness. Uncle, you should reconsider this. It's not easy to have so much hair at your age."

(End of this chapter)