Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are cultivating immortals

Daoist Chen Yunlong shook his head, and Chen Shilei was standing beside him, unable to hold back his laughter.

Many water friends in the live broadcast room laughed out loud, but there were still many people who were at a loss.

“The tomato pasta and pineapple pizza are delicious!”

"Why does that foreigner look very painful like he is constipated?"

"Hahaha, the Taoist priest has taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain, he is really hurt!"

"Italian students said: For an Italian, there are three things that he absolutely cannot tolerate in his life."

"That's pizza with pineapple on top, pasta mixed with tomato sauce, and the rest is to break the pasta in half and cook."

"It's their traditional food, and they think it must be authentic, otherwise it's an insult to them."

"Hey, if you don't understand, you can think about my Italian classmates eating mooncakes for the first time. They actually wanted to eat them with soy sauce."

"I have seen Xiaolongbao in Japan, and the stuffing inside is wonton. You can think about it."

"Huaxia: Pizza with pineapple is delicious

Foreigner: Mapo tofu needs strawberries [funny]”

After the water friends in the live broadcast room finished teasing, the bewildered water friends suddenly realized.

Dude, that's kind of insulting.

However, the fuse of this food war was ignited by Jack himself, and the Taoist leader was only forced to fight back after being injured.

Justice is always on the side of Taoist priest, pineapple pizza and tomato pasta are really delicious, who let that foreigner come to the wrong main battlefield, hahaha!

After the Wudang faction's lunch was settled, Jiang Yun touched his stomach, he was very hungry.

He was planning to make himself a new bowl of glutinous rice balls and dumplings, barely enough to eat, but found that Chen Shiyu walked in with a bag of cakes, and the food was very sweet.

"Morning, master! Morning uncle! Morning brother! I'm just here to make a bowl of soup, you are busy."

Jiang Yun stopped him and asked curiously, "Nephew, today is the winter solstice, why don't you eat dumplings and glutinous rice balls, and eat cake instead?"

Master Chen said solemnly: "Master, you don't know something. In fact, in our Taoism, the winter solstice is the birthday of Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Isn't it reasonable for me to eat a cake on Master Yuqing's birthday?"

"And from the day of the winter solstice, the days grow longer and the nights get shorter. From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, it is the increase of yang energy, which is suitable for nourishment."

"Look at this bag of cakes in my hand. It is rich in sugar, fat and carbohydrates. This is a great supplement!"

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

The water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly became enlightened.

"Although the words of Daoist Master Chen Yu are not right, they always feel somewhat reasonable."

"Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun's birthday, it's not too much to eat a cake, I will let my mother buy a cake."

"If you want to eat cake, just say so, you're just talking nonsense here."

"The head is about to lose his temper. It's too bad. Mr. Chen's cake will be confiscated."

"Why didn't the Taoist priest say earlier, I've already finished eating the dumplings!"

Jiang Yun looked at Chen Shiyu, his lips moved, and then he slowly raised his hand.

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Chapter 237

The hands of Jiang Yun and Chen Yunlong landed on the bag of cakes at the same time.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, I should tell you the same thing."

"Then let's have a little fun, let me show my cards, I think what your apprentice said makes sense."

"That's right, that's what it means. I also think what he said makes sense."

The two of them carried the bag of cake together, filled a bowl of soup for each of them, and then took the cake for breakfast and ate it together.

Master and uncle joined forces to rob him, and Master Chen is still in a daze.

"Nephew, this winter is extremely cold, especially on Wudang Mountain. Your cultivation level is insufficient and your internal strength cannot protect your body, so you have to eat dumplings to keep out the cold."

"For something like cake, let me eat it for you." Jiang Yun said with a smile.

Daoist Chen Yunlong, who was opposite him, also smiled and said, "That's right, what the younger brother said makes sense."

"You all go eat dumplings and glutinous rice balls. This winter solstice limited special offer that combines the north and the south will definitely be gone next year."

Chen Shiyu nodded without tears, he thought for a moment, then served himself a bowl of glutinous rice balls stuffed with pork and scallions, and a plate of vinegar.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were amazed.

"I'm not surprised that the Taoist priest did this, but the head of the sect, Chen, is a bit too much."

"The head of the dignified faction actually robs the disciple's breakfast, what's the reason!"

"Hahaha, grabbing a breakfast is plausible, awesome."

After everyone finished their breakfast, Jack brought out a large bowl of freshly cooked dumplings in sour soup from the kitchen.

Behind him, there were these little Taoist priests in their early twenties, all of whom were carrying daily necessities such as rice, flour, grain and oil.

"Master, I'm going to deliver dumplings to my grandma. Today is the winter solstice, she is at home alone, so there must be no dumplings."

Jiang Yun looked at Jack, he frowned, and asked, "Sesame dumplings in sour soup?"

"No, my grandma is getting older and her appetite has always been more traditional, so this is a dumpling stuffed with pork and green onions."

"Master Uncle, I won't tell you anymore, the dumplings will be cold later, I'm leaving first!" Jack carried the dumplings and walked away quickly.

Although the man walked quickly, none of the bowl of sour soup dumplings in his hand was spilled, and his chassis skills were quite stable.

Chen Shilei was very curious about Jiang Yun, so he explained it.

Jack has just arrived in Wudang Mountain to learn from a teacher, but it is actually very rough, and no one wants to accept him as an apprentice.

After all, a foreign devil may leave someday, and he can't speak the language, so it's better not to teach.

But Jack is different from others. He failed to learn from a teacher, so he stayed at an old woman's house not far from Wudang Mountain.

The grandma and her children were not around, and her life was not guaranteed, so she rented the house to Jack.

Jack, a foreigner, is studying Chinese hard while taking care of the grandmother's daily life. He also goes to Wudang Mountain from time to time to try to learn from a teacher.

This persistence lasted for more than two years.

Daoist Chen Yunlong, the head of Wudang, also observed secretly for more than two years. He found that Jack was pure in nature, dedicated to Taoism, and also learned Chinese, so he made an exception and let Chen Shilei accept this apprentice.

Although Jack has lived in the Wudang School, he still visits the old lady from time to time to take care of the old man's daily life.

After listening to Jiang Yun, he was a little curious.

Taoism is quite miraculous in the eyes of some foreigners abroad, so many people believe in it very piously.

It's normal for someone like Jack to come to Wudang School to learn from him, but it's extraordinary if he persists.

He put down his backpack, took Xiao Bai, who was full of food and drink, and chased after him.

The old lady's house is more than 300 meters to the left of the Wudang School, and even a small dirt road can directly reach it.

Jiang Yun looked from a distance and found that the old man was leaning on crutches, wearing a padded jacket, and wearing a pair of Taoist Shifang cotton shoes, sitting at the door in a daze.

Jack led everyone into the room naturally, he poured the dumplings in his hands into the old man's bowl, and then brought them over.

Everyone sat around the old man. They watched the old man eat dumplings, and then chatted.

After Jiang Yun entered the room, he found that the room was a bit cold, and then frowned slightly.

"Uncle Master, why are you here?" Jack saw Jiang Yun with a cautious expression.

"I have nothing to do, so I'll follow you around, the old man's body is really strong!" Jiang Yun said with a smile.

He felt a little bit emotional that the relationship between an old man in his 90s and a foreigner from Italy was actually a bit like grandparents.

The fate of this world is really unclear!

After the old man saw the stranger, he said a little embarrassedly: "Master Daoist, please sit down quickly."

"It's a little cold in the room. I just turned on the electric heater, and the temperature will rise later."

"By the way, grandson, I put several persimmons in the basket under my bed, go and get them and share them with everyone, it's so sweet."

Everyone ate persimmons, filled with emotion.

Jack excitedly introduced to Jiang Yun that this is his own grandma.

His Mandarin is mixed with some Hubei dialects, giving the old lady a proper accent.

The water friends who were a little puzzled in the live broadcast room were suddenly relieved.

"There is a reason why a foreigner from Italy can learn serious Kung Fu from Wudang School."

"When my grandma was alive, she loved me very much."

"Heart-warming, really heart-warming, this is an international friend!"

"How can I see the appearance of a Taoist expert in a foreigner? I really saw a ghost!"

The old grandma ate the dumplings and babbled.

This year, firewood and stoves are not allowed to be burned, so the house is a bit cold, so let everyone understand.

That electric heater was a waste of electricity, and I was reluctant to turn it on, and after turning it on, the room was not very warm, and I often woke up from freezing at night.

Jiang Yun was silent after hearing this.

The water friends in the live broadcast room exploded on the spot.

"I suddenly wanted to swear, but I didn't know what to say."

"That electric heater really can't bring the temperature of the whole house down, but it doesn't allow firewood to be burned, hey."

"The winter solstice is here, and the temperature is getting lower and lower in the future, why are you still blocking the mouth of the Stove Lord?"

After the old lady finished eating, the people left the things, and then returned to the Wudang School to continue practicing.

Jiang Yun found his senior brother Chen Yunlong immediately.

He took out a stack of bank cards from his pocket, and said, "Brother, this winter, the old man is reluctant to turn on the electric heater, for fear that he will suffer from the cold."

"I'm not a saint, and I can't help many people. These cards add up to more than 200 million, so I plan to set up a fund, mainly to subsidize electricity bills for the elderly living in difficulties around Wudang Mountain."

"There are many capable people in the Wudang School. Can you help me with this matter? If you don't have enough money, you can say hello to me. I'm trying to figure out a way."

The water friends in the live broadcast room recognized on the spot that those bank cards were all from the old Taoist Zhang Zhishun.

"Junior brother, our Wudang faction has to get involved in the matter of establishing morality. If there is too much, we will take 400 million and we will pool together a fund." Chen Shiyun said after Chen Si for a long time.

His voice did not fall.

Jack broke in directly and said loudly: "Master Patriarch, Grand Uncle Master, why don't you call me for this kind of public welfare cause, I will pay 1000 million!"

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Chapter 238 The Lonely Noble

Jiang Yun looked at Jack, who had two patches on his Taoist uniform, and only Bafang shoes were still new, and asked with a smile: "Senior brother, your apprentice is really not bad."

"Doing things like public welfare is done according to one's ability. There is still a long way to go in life, so it's good if you want it."

"By the way, how much do you take out? You will be counted when the monument is erected."

Jack squeezed his fingers and counted for a long time, and he finally stretched out a finger and said, "Master Patriarch, Grand Uncle Master, what's the number like?"

"Ten thousand is really a lot for a person who has traveled across the ocean and humbly came to Wudang to seek Taoism."

Daoist Chen Yunlong listened to Jiang Yun's words, his expression was a little strange.

Jack's expression changed, and he said, "Master Uncle, do you look down on Jie?"

"One hundred thousand?"

"100?"