Chapter 722 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (72)
The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Part 72)
"So everyone knows each other, isn't this a coincidence?"
Xianyun didn't expect such a coincidence, but since Song Ning and the others knew where he was going, he immediately acted more brazenly.
"I'm so exhausted from this rescue. How about I give you the incense after the New Year? It's freezing cold out here, and I don't want to do it myself. I guess you don't want to go out and get it, do you?"
He was having fun and had no guilt whatsoever.
When Song Ning heard this, he immediately shook his head.
"No, we're running out of incense. We'll get it right away when you're done."
He sounded a little guilty, but there was actually some incense left.
But the problem is that Song Ning always feels that the weather is too abnormal. What if the weather here is also blocked and they can't get to the Taoist temple?
By then, when the fragrance is gone, won’t she be gone as well, as a husband of such a great age?
When Song Ning thought of that scene, his eyes became determined.
"Master Xianyun, the time we agreed on has passed, and you went to rescue people even beyond the time we agreed on."
His eyes were determined, and Xianyun failed to give up.
Xianyun knew he was in the wrong about this matter, so he could only sigh and say, "Then let me wait for two days, really just two days."
Song Ning looked at him suspiciously, and finally decided to trust him again for Liang Feng's sake.
Lance saw that they had finished their discussion and spoke at the right time.
"It's alright, so let's get ready for dinner. I made some mutton soup and stewed some white radish. Drinking it will make you feel much better in this weather."
Just as Song Ning was about to hang up the phone, Taoist Xianyun on the other end let out a strange cry.
"What? Mutton stewed with white radish? What kind of heavenly life are you living? Isn't this too comfortable?"
Why did he, the hero who saved people, find out when he returned to the Taoist temple that all his fellow disciples had been taken home because it was too cold?
As for him, after a stinky old man assigned him a task, he disappeared off somewhere, leaving him alone to face the empty Taoist temple.
The more Xianyun thought about it, the more sad he felt, and he opened his mouth and howled into the phone.
"My life is so miserable. No one treats me as a human being. Is my life not a life? Why is my life so miserable? I finally saved someone and came back, but there is no one in the Taoist temple. The house is drafty everywhere, and even the quilt is too thin. I still don't have a hot meal..."
Song Ning and the others looked at each other, and finally Dong Dafu asked tentatively.
"Master Xianyun, you don't want to come to my buddy's place for a free meal, do you?"
"What? You invited me to come over for some mutton soup? Then wait for me for a while. I'll pack up and go over."
The crying stopped abruptly. Xianyun's expression did not show any sadness from before. He stood up with a serious face and said, "Don't worry, I will bring the materials for making incense. I will be here soon. You can drink some soup and wait for me, but don't drink it all!"
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving behind a bewildered Song Ning, a silent Lance, and a regretful Dong Dafu.
Dong Dafu slapped himself lightly and said, "It's my fault. Why did I say that? Now there's another wolf coming to steal my meat."
Song Ning's eyes slowly turned to look at Lance, "Brother, he didn't seem to ask where we live?"
Are you just saying it's coming?
The question is, can the Taoist priest find the place?
Lance was silent for half a second, "He should have the ability to calculate this."
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been asked to rescue people.
Song Ning: …
That’s right, he thought for a moment, “Then let’s add another dish?”
Three people became four, and they were all grown men, so it must have consumed a lot of food.
Lance nodded.
"I'm going to make some preserved eggs with pounded peppers. The preserved eggs I made before are almost ready to eat, and I've harvested a lot of peppers at home."
The peppers were planted in the front yard, but I took them back because of concerns.
The cellar and refrigerator are now full of vegetables.
The pounded pepper and preserved egg were ready for a while. The three of them chatted about their recent situation when they heard a knock on the door.
Song Ning looked at Lance in shock. Lance smiled and rubbed his hat and took it off. "Get ready for dinner. I'll go open the door."
Taoist Xianyun arrived, dusty and covered in snow.
As soon as he arrived, he stuffed a small box into Song Ning's hand and said, "This is for the free food, drinks and accommodation. I'll take care of the things you ordered earlier."
As he spoke, he took off his hat and shook off the snowflakes.
"I'm freezing to death. Has everyone had dinner yet? I feel so hungry that I could eat a whole sheep!"
Song Ning looked at him, and then saw Lance following in with a suitcase, his eyes dull.
"I am ready to eat, but what about your suitcase, Taoist Priest?"
And what’s going on with the small box in his arms?
Xianyun washed his hands and sat down next to Dong Dafu in a familiar manner. He introduced himself and said with a smile.
"Oh, it's not that I was thinking that there aren't many people in the Taoist temple anyway, and I really don't have anything there. You guys don't want me to freeze to death, right? So I ask you to take me in for a few days. Don't worry, I will use my incense to cover all my expenses here, and I promise that you won't suffer any loss."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Dafu spoke quietly.
"Master, this doesn't seem to be enough. My buddy has all good stuff here. To be honest, you must have made a lot of money."
He had the nerve to come over and eat and drink with a big box of stuff, but this Taoist priest sounded like he wanted to eat and take things at the same time, he's even more shameless than him.
Xianyun: OvO?
"Is it true that you have so many good things here?"
Then hasn't he come to the right place?
But if you put it this way, it seems like they really did lose money.
Xianyun thought about it and said with pain.
"How about this, I'll pay for your incense for the whole of next year, and you can pay for my food for the next few days, okay?"
When Song Ning heard this, he immediately nodded.
"Okay, this is what you said, Taoist Priest, deal!"
Xianyun felt a little confused when he heard this.
Why do I feel like I've lost out?
But when Lance brought the mutton soup, he quickly poured himself a bowl.
After taking a sip, the milky white and thick mutton soup is extremely fresh, fragrant and rich. Not only does it not have any fishy smell, you can even smell a milky aroma, with a light sweetness of white radish and a slight spicy aroma of pepper, which makes people feel salivating.
When the slightly boiling mutton soup entered my stomach, the biting coldness from the journey was immediately driven away by a surge of heat, leaving only a slight warmth all over my body.
This feeling made Xianyun realize immediately that Dong Dafu was not lying.
He picked up another piece of white radish and mutton. When his lips and teeth were filled with the rich aroma of the mutton and the sweetness of the white radish, Xianyun suddenly felt that he had not lost out at all.
If every meal every day was of this quality and craftsmanship, he would definitely make a fortune!