The old man's eyes flashed slightly, and a wise look flashed through his eyes. His eyes fell on the little monk who was eating with big mouthfuls. His wrinkled face deepened his smile: "I can't tell that you are so old. Little monk, which temple did you come from? How many years have you practiced Buddhism?"

After eating two bites, Tang Ning ate some more dishes, drank half a bowl of soup before turning to look at the old man, and said, "I have only one foot into Buddhism, and I can only be considered half a Buddhist disciple. I have not been practicing Buddhism for a long time."

As she said that, she bent her eyebrows and looked at the old man and asked, "Is the old man interested in Buddhism?"

"hehe……"

The old man smiled, waved his hand, and said, "There are no temples in this area of ​​Tianlong City. Even the nearest temple is still two or three days away. Besides, we don't know much about Buddhism and other things, so we can't talk about whether we are interested or not."

"Oh, so that's it!" Tang Ning nodded, and didn't say anything more. Instead, he picked up a chopstick and ate it with the food. Seeing that Han Zhi was eating all the time, he said, "Eat the food! This braised pork is delicious, and it's a waste if you can't finish it if you don't eat it for a while."

"Yes." Han Zhi responded. Just as he was about to pick it up, he saw his master picking up a large piece of braised meat and some vegetables for him with public chopsticks, which made his bowl full of like a hill, making him a little stunned.

"Eat more and eat more." Tang Ning said, and he also picked up a piece of meat and ate it.

"Thank you, my master." He felt indescribable emotion in his heart when he asked his master to pick up food. Since he followed the master and was with him for so long, she has never regarded him as a person now, but as a relative.

The old man was surprised at the next table. A young man wearing a black outfit called the little monk as his master, and this master would actually help his subordinates pick up food? What is this operation?

"Huh! I'm very full." Tang Ning exhaled lightly, narrowing his eyes with satisfaction.

Han Zhize quietly loosened his belt and looked at the plates that were almost liquidated on the table. He thought to himself: I must not eat with my master next time, especially when he is only himself, otherwise he will become a big fat man sooner or later.

"Auntie, give me two more pounds of braised pork, no, three more pounds!" She stretched out three fingers and compared the drawing, preparing to take some back for Xingtong and Xiaohei to eat.

"Oh, it's so stingy." The woman responded with a smile, and put some snacks for Tang Ning and said, "These snacks are given to the little master. Come again after eating them!"

Hearing this, Tang Ning smiled and said, "Okay, the food at the aunt's house is so delicious, I'll come next time." She took the thing, and Han Zhize had already stood up to pay.

"Old man, I heard that a tutor from Tianlong Academy came to Tianlong Academy. He was a teenage monk with a good teaching style, so he was respected as Master Tang. Could it be you?" The old man asked with a smile, looking at the little monk who had already stood up and prepared to leave.

Listening to this, everyone in the stall looked at the little monk in surprise. The instructor of Tianlong Academy? Is this little monk true or false?
Chapter completed!