Chapter 461

Mingjing sits down in front of a breakfast stall set up by the roadside. The boss is the one who just said she would make Mingjing her favorite spiced rice noodles and glutinous rice cakes.

Bo YuXun and Qu Feitai sit down opposite the mirror. The tables and benches are very simple, but very clean. As soon as they look up, they can see the blue sky. The sun blows away the cold dew in the morning and falls on their shoulders.

Li Juan sat beside the mirror. She knew that the mirror loved to be clean and rushed to scald her chopsticks with hot water.

"No." The mirror called her.

"Chopsticks are clean."

Soon the boss brought rice noodles. The boss only saw the appearance of Qingqu flying platform and Bo YuXun at this time. Only after seeing the beauty of Mingjing, the sense of amazement was greatly reduced. Especially the young men who appeared next to Mingjing master had picky and disgusting eyes. No one can defile Mingjing master.

So that they look at their eyes with examination and criticism.

Bo YuXun is still not used to eating rice noodles in the morning, including qufeitai, which grew up in the north.

The so-called do as the Romans do, look at the mirror and pick up chopsticks, and they also pick up chopsticks at the same time.

After eating one mouthful, they agreed with each other. A touch of surprise flashed across their hearts, which was much better than that in Jiangzhou.

Glutinous rice cake is also soft with fragrance, sweet and soft glutinous.

Qu Feitai ate more than a dozen in a row.

Young people are growing up, but this way of eating still scares Li Juan.

Qu Feitai, this is the reincarnation of the hungry ghost.

Mingjing eats slowly, but looks slow, but in fact it's not slow at all. He eats up a bowl of rice noodles soon. Mingjing's biggest advantage is that he never wastes food.

Spiegel opened his wallet, took out the notes and put them on the table, The boss put a packed carton in front of Mingjing: "Mingjing master, how can I ask for your money? Without you, where is my current home? You are the life-saving benefactor of our family. I won't charge you for eating rice noodles all your life. Take this glutinous rice cake back and eat it when you are hungry. I'll send it to you every day in Siji town."

"I'll take the glutinous rice cake. One yard goes to one yard. You must take the money, or I won't eat it in the future."

The boss quickly put away the money.

For fear that the mirror will repent one second later.

After dinner, Mingjing went to the only silver shop in the town. The silver shop had just opened. The owner was a 40-50-year-old uncle. Obviously, he also recognized Mingjing, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose almost fell out of surprise.

"Master Mingjing?"

Mingjing nodded with a smile: "Master Wu, how's your leg?"

Master Wu, a silversmith, suffered from rheumatic legs when he was young. He was tortured in cloudy and rainy weather. Once when Mingxin went down the mountain, he accidentally got master Wu's help. In order to repay him, he begged Mingjing to cure Master Wu's rheumatic legs.

Master Wu's legs and feet are inconvenient and there is no way to go up the mountain. After Mingjing heard about it, he took the initiative to go down the mountain to cure Master Wu's legs.

It was also that time when Mingjing went down the mountain and held a free clinic. Many people came to support it in the face of unintentional master's disciples. Later, they learned that this is a miracle doctor, who can revive the spring and cure the disease.

Since then, her name has been widely known in Siji town. Jiyue nunnery was almost trampled on the threshold, but the mirror is not easy to receive treatment. Generally, she will be received in the nunnery on the first and fifteenth days of each month. People from all over the country will rush up the mountain on these two days. Some people don't seek medical treatment for Buddha, sometimes just to see the mirror.

In the hearts of these people, the name Mingjing has become a belief.

"After taking master Mingjing's medicine, I haven't had any pain in rainy days. I'm also energetic in my work. Master Mingjing, you are really a contemporary miracle doctor." Master Wu thought of those days when he was tortured by illness. He couldn't help crying, and his heart became more and more grateful.

"That's good. The prescription I gave you should be taken on time."

Mingjing took out his handkerchief from his pocket, opened it and handed it to master Wu: "today, please master Wu repair this silver lock."

Master Wu then took a look: "the design of this silver lock is very unique and the purity is also very high. The hammer pattern technology on it requires higher technical requirements of the craftsman. It's a work of art."

Master Wu sighed.

"Master Mingjing, don't worry. I will repair it perfectly."

"Please, can I pick it up this afternoon?"

"Yes, is master Mingjing still living in the nunnery?"

Mingjing shook his head: "I live in sister Xu's house for the time being."

"I repaired it and sent it to master Mingjing."

Mingjing went out of the silver shop and waited for Qu Feitai at the door to come over and say, "doctor Bo was called away by a phone. He asked me to tell you that he went to police officer Li. Call him if you need anything."

Li Juan also went with her.

Mingjing walks forward slowly. Although today is not a temple fair, there are still many vendors selling things, especially near the Chinese new year, there are only many more people coming to buy new year goods.

Qu Feitai followed her silently.

The mirror suddenly stopped and looked at the distance to meditate.

Qu Feitai looked along her eyes, surrounded by clouds and fog, solitary and majestic. It was Baitou mountain, like a loyal soldier, persistently guarding the land under her feet.

Qu Feitai suddenly suggested, "why don't we go to the mountain and have a look? It's where you grew up. You should miss it very much."

In fact, he wanted to see the place where she grew up, which had a fatal attraction to him.

Mingjing shook his head and went back around the market.

Zheng Qing hasn't got up yet. Xiao Hong squats by the water well to wash clothes. She is sweating. When she sees the mirror coming in, she immediately stands up with a red face.

"Master Mingjing, you're back. Are you hungry? I'll cook."

Compared with yesterday's drooping head, today she looks like she has been reborn.

Mingjing shook his head. "I've eaten it."

She handed over a carton.

Xiaohong was flattered. "Is it for me?"

After being affirmed by Mingjing, she wiped her hands on her apron. Then she carefully picked it up and opened the paper box. She was pleasantly surprised and said, "it's glutinous rice cake. Thank you, master."

Took a bite.

Eating, Xiaohong's eyes were red. She rubbed her eyes, looked at the mirror that had gone upstairs, touched her face and smiled.

She has never eaten glutinous rice so delicious.

After washing and drying her clothes, Xiao Hong returned to her room and found a white porcelain bottle on the table. When she opened the seal, a faint fragrance floated out. Next to it was a note with a line of words written in Juan Xiu's handwriting.

Clean your face and massage it three times a day to reduce swelling and relieve pain.

Xiao Hong can't wait. The slap she was slapped by Xu Jian yesterday hasn't subsided yet. She has some pain in her teeth and jaw.

After she went up, she was cool and very comfortable. Before long, Xiaohong magically found that the swelling on her face disappeared and the pain was reduced.

She could not help holding the porcelain vase firmly in her hand, and her heart was full of gratitude.

In the morning, Aunt Huang came, went in happily and cried out.

Xiaohong was surprised: "Aunt Huang, what's the matter with you?"

Aunt Huang wiped her tears. "It's all right. I'm so happy. Master Mingjing saw that I was ill, gave me a pulse and gave me a prescription. Recently, I also feel uncomfortable, but I always dare not go to the hospital for examination. After listening to master Mingjing's words, as long as I take medicine and rest on time, I'll get better. I'm so happy."

Xiao Hong knows how hard Aunt Huang works. Her husband has a high-level paraplegia in a car accident. She has to pull her eldest son and take care of her husband. The burden of the whole family falls on her own shoulders, but Aunt Huang has never complained. She has lived as a superwoman, bought a house for her son in the city and married a daughter-in-law. If she falls down, her family will break up.

With a mentality like Aunt Huang, it's easy to drag on and turn a minor illness into a serious illness.

If Mingjing saved her, he saved their family.

Xiaohong looks at Aunt Huang crying with joy, and her heart is mixed.

Qu Feitai also has a lot of feelings. She can't see the suffering of the world, but she has the ability to help all sentient beings. This is true compassion.

Shortly before noon, Zheng Qing yawned and came out, "good morning."

Holding Mingjing's shoulder, Zheng Qing sighed: "I had a strange dream last night that you were married to this boy. People all over the country cried like dogs. They jointly complained that Qu Feitai abducted a minor girl and had to put him in prison. Ha ha, that picture is really a joy. I didn't expect that the little heavenly king of music would have such a day."

Qu Feitai's face is as black as the bottom of the pot. If his eyes can kill, Zheng Qing estimates that thousands of arrows have pierced his heart.

Mingjing shook his head helplessly: "I have thoughts and dreams every day. I should ask you, what do you want to do?"

Zheng Qing raised his hands and made a surrender gesture: "you really wronged me. The man who deserves you in this world has not been born yet. No, no man deserves you at all. It's all toads who want swan meat."

Zheng Qing glanced meaningfully at the song flying platform.

The connotation of "toad" song flying platform looks at the sky speechless.

"If you're bored, go to a class to learn crosstalk. It's a big loss without you in the crosstalk world."

Zheng Qing touched his chin, "I think so..."

Xiao Hong knocked on the door and came in with a tray, a bowl of rice noodles, a stack of snacks and a plate of cut fruit.

"You have something to eat first, and I'll cook at noon."

Zheng Qing glanced at her. "It's pleasing to the eye. Girls, sincerity is the most moving."

Little red faced a little red, put down the tray and slipped out.

Zheng Qing took a mouthful of rice noodles. "I think you should publish a book. It's called on the feasible method of rectifying evil and returning to justice, or when I was a Bodhisattva. Ha ha, it must sell well all over the world."

Mingjing rolled up his sleeve and didn't bother to talk to her. He got up and went out.

In the kitchen, Xiao Hong is squatting on the ground to choose dishes. When she sees the mirror coming in, she immediately stands up.

"Master Mingjing, are you hungry? I'll cook now. Wait a little longer..."

Mingjing has squatted down and began to choose vegetables neatly.

Xiao Hong was stunned and squatted down quickly: "master Mingjing, how can you do this? It's too dirty."

Mingjing's men didn't stop and said without raising their heads: "Aunt Huang sent a basket of taros. Take it to wash and make taros at noon."

The mirror carries the clean vegetables to the water well for washing. Then, he is very skilled in washing and steaming rice.

Xiaohong thought to herself that she was not a high-ranking young lady, but also a grounded ordinary person, but this ordinary person was a little too excellent.

There is a big round table in the yard, which is full of dishes.

But at a glance, almost all of them are vegetarian.

It's full of color, smell and smell. It makes your fingers move at a glance.

Li Ling strode in. "I'm lucky to be able to eat the dishes made by Miss Mingjing."

It's a good time to come.

Mingjing took off her apron, wiped her face with a towel, and said with a smile: "officer Li, please."

Bo YuXun walked beside Li Ling. This was the first time he ate the food made by Mingjing himself. He always thought that the praise of Mingjing by netizens was exaggerated.

Until he took a bite of the dish made by Mingjing, he finally realized that he was still conservative.

It also needs skills to make ordinary green vegetables and tofu into different delicacies.

This is not the control of the heat or the proportion of spices. He eats seriously, patiently and sincerely. These are the skills that ordinary chefs lack.

In fact, cooking is like life, ups and downs, just like people's joys and sorrows. Without it, it is not life.

Zheng Qing snorted, "I've known you for so long and haven't seen you do it for me once. Today I'm still in their light?"

Qu Feitai said coldly, "some are good to eat.

After Mingjing finished his meal, he looked at Li Ling: "officer Li, how's the case handled?"

Xiao Hong pricks up her ears secretly, which is what she cares about most.

"This afternoon, my colleagues will come to take Xu Jian back to Jiangzhou and accept legal sanctions, but doctor Bo and I will continue to stay and bother for a few days."

Hearing that Xu Jian was going to be taken to Jiangzhou, Xiao Hong was completely relieved.

You'd better not let her see Xu Jian again in the future.

Zheng Qing glanced at Li Ling and Bo YuXun: "what's good about Siji town? Aren't you here for sightseeing?"

Li Qing doesn't care about the meat

Zheng Qing glanced: "I know if I don't say it."

Li Ling squinted quietly.

After dinner, Xiao Hong left to wash the dishes. Mingjing took the reserved food to the health center in the town to see sister Xu's husband.

He was beaten by Xu Jian and had a slit in his head. He was lucky that he didn't have any serious problems.

Li Juan knocked on the door of mother-in-law Yang's room with a bowl. "Mother-in-law, I'll feed you."

"This is the noodle soup made by master Mingjing himself. Several traditional Chinese medicines are added in it, which is easy to digest and absorb."

Grandma Yang said gratefully, "thank Master Mingjing for me."

Li Juan's eyes turned. "Mother-in-law, do you think I look familiar?"

Grandma Yang's eyes were a little bad. She narrowed her eyes and got close at the smell of the speech.

When she saw Li Juan's face, she suddenly shouted "ah" and sat up straight.

"You... You..."

Li Juan narrowed her eyes and smiled: "does my mother-in-law finally recognize me?"

Mrs. Yang suddenly frowned and shook her head when she thought of something: "no... I recognize the wrong person... I'm tired and want to rest. Go out first."

Then he lay down and stopped eating. He turned over and left his back to Li Juan.