The vegetarian dishes made by Tao Ping were also quite delicious.
She tried her best to maintain the original taste of the food, and while controlling the amount of fat, she tried her best to create different textures. Her meticulous cooking and skillful control of the fire allowed common dishes such as cabbage and potatoes to have a tempting taste.
With great restraint, Ling Ran tasted a few stir-fried, stewed, and steamed dishes. He then drank spinach soup, mushroom soup, and bamboo shoot soup before lying down on the couch in a relaxed manner. He patted the young novice monk's head, turned on the television, casually switched on a channel, and started watching in a relaxed manner.
Dong Sheng sat cross-legged on the couch and obediently straightened his back. He suddenly patted his forehead and said, "I forgot that I brought incense."
"Incense?"
"Yes, it's used for burning. It can soothe the mind. I picked all the ingredients on the mountain myself, and I also added the angelica dahurica," Dong Sheng said very seriously. He then said, "But I've just started learning how to make it, so the effect might not be good …"
"It's good that you have this intention." Tao Ping sat happily on the other side and patted the young novice monk's head.
Dong Sheng said quietly, "My master said that I have to accept the place that you gave me with a sincere heart. I can't take it for granted."
Twelve Springs Temple, where Dong Sheng stayed, was located on Twelve Springs Mountain in the suburbs of Yun Hua. It took three hours to get there by bus, and it was very tiring to go back and forth. Therefore, Tao Ping let Dong Sheng stay at home for one night and go back the next morning with the medicine.
Ling Jiezhou did not have any opinion on this. On one hand, Dong Sheng was indeed cute, but he had real difficulties, and there were enough guest rooms in the house.
On the other hand, running a small clinic was much more flexible than running a hospital. The Ling family had been running Lower Groove Clinic for decades. They had done business on credit, and they had also done business with deposits. In the early years, there were even residents who moved furniture to pay for the medicine. They had to bite the bullet and collect what they should collect.
In the past two years, WeChat Payment became popular, and Lower Groove Clinic also posted QR codes in time. Similarly, they had long since supported credit card transactions that required a handling fee.
Ling Jiezhou was even prepared to accept it if one day, the bank began to introduce credit card services that could be paid by installments on the spot, just like in Korean dramas.
Tao Ping's thoughts were much more superficial. She only happily patted Dong Sheng's head and said, "Then, I will accept your gift with a sincere heart."
"I also made my own matches. You can use them to light them." Dong Sheng felt that his labor had been recognized. He smiled and looked even more obedient, like an Alaskan.
Tao Ping went to fetch the tools for burning incense.
Letting a wisp of incense linger in the room was a very Chinese enjoyment, and it was also in line with the temperament of a scholar. When Tao Ping had nothing to do, she would drink tea, play with pearls, play with porcelain, read books, or trim potted plants, she would also light an incense stick and enjoy it to her heart's content.
The incense box she usually used was a sandalwood ornament carved like a small cello. The position of the strings was hollowed out, so that when the incense was lit, it would burn moderately.
Tao Ping rubbed a match and waited for the flame to stabilize a little. Then, she used the lower end of the flame and the inner flame to move slightly closer to the upper end of the incense stick. This way, the incense stick would be slowly lit, and it would not burn all at once, which would cause a waste.
"It's much better than the ones I bought myself." Tao Ping wrinkled her nose a little. She looked delighted.
Ling Ran and Ling Jiezhou looked at each other. It was obvious that they did not quite get it.
However, for them, this was a very common thing in life, and it was not worth thinking too deeply about.
The young novice monk put his palms together and said, "My master also said that I'm very talented in making incense. If you like it, I'll bring more next time."
"Yes, you can make a few more flavors." Tao Ping touched the young novice monk's head and said, "But don't bring too many. I only light one every few days."
"Alright," the young novice monk said and yawned.
"It's time for you to sleep, right? Go and tidy up your room." Tao Ping did not act like a master at this moment.
The young novice monk thanked her in a natural manner and went to the guest room upstairs. He started to take the bedding, lay the bedding, and put pillows …
He was already quite familiar with the guest room in the Ling family.
The next day.
Ling Ran had just gotten up when he heard the sound of sweeping in the courtyard. He craned his head to take a look, and as expected, it was Dong Sheng, who was wearing a small monk's robe. He was sweeping the floor with all his might. There was a basin of water beside him to keep the dust away.
Dong Sheng waved a broom that was the same size as him. He swept the floor at a steady pace.
Every time he stayed in the Ling family, he would wake up early, clean the place, and scrub the railings and door frames. It was the same as when he stayed in the Twelve Fountains Temple.
After Ling Ran washed up, he went downstairs and patted Dong Sheng's head. He went to the breakfast shop in the alley and bought fried dough sticks and soy milk. When he called Dong Sheng to eat, he was as obedient as a normal child.
Compared to the vegetarian food Tao Ping made, Dong Sheng preferred the oily fried dough sticks and the tofu pudding that was filled with spices.
"Eat slowly. If it's not enough, share some of your Uncle Ling's tofu pudding." Tao Ping smiled.
Ling Jiezhou, who was enjoying his food, was stunned for a moment. He asked, "Why don't I share yours?"
"If you don't have enough, you can drink mine."
Ling Jiezhou immediately smiled in satisfaction.
Dong Sheng did not understand what just happened. He only thought about it and said, "My master said that when I finish my studies in the Institute of Buddhist Studies, I can get my salary. At that time, I'll treat you to tofu pudding."
"Okay, okay." Tao Ping chuckled, but she poked Ling Ran and said, "You've already graduated from university. Why don't you treat us to tofu pudding?"
Ling Ran slowly put down the spoon, faced his mother, and said, "I just went to buy this bowl of tofu pudding."
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