The mountain breeze blows up the spring flowers and dances like ribbons over the temple.

The courtyard was silent except for the sound of water and scrubbing.

The junior sister carefully cleaned the picked pine needles, put them into several porcelain jars nearby, and mixed them with water from the sweet spring stream in the mountain. When she lowered her head, she saw white foam rising from the mountain spring in the pine needles.

"Well..."

Then cover the lid and seal it with mud.

While taking a break, he turned around and took a look.

The senior brother next to him also sat on a small bench and used a wooden basin to wash the collected turtle dove leaves. The fox lay beside him, looking at them suspiciously, especially at her.

The junior sister felt a little itchy on her face. She tilted her head and raised her elbow to rub it with her arm, but she felt pain again.

"Woo?"

The fox couldn't help but tilt his head, becoming even more confused.

After the senior brother learned the part of communicating with the birds and beasts in the method of gathering beasts and regulating birds, he realized that the senior brother could understand what he meant, and Fuyao could express himself more than before.

It's just that the junior sister still doesn't understand.

I can only hear the senior brother replying to it while cleaning:

"Of course you can't spit fire."

"Woo?"

"Honey is brewed by bees with hard work. We stole it ourselves, so we are already in the wrong. If we still spit fire to burn the bees to death, then I will never be able to learn the spells of the fourth senior brother in my life."

"..."

The fox lay on the spot, seeming to understand but not understanding.

The junior sister looked at them and guessed what the fox was asking.

"I don't feel any pain!"

So she spoke to the fox.

Lin Jue smiled and continued working.

Turtle dove leaves are also called fairy leaves and Guanyin leaves. You can tell by the name. When people first discovered that it can be eaten like this, they were very surprised and full of gratitude for the gifts of nature. However, some people treat this kind of leaves

The gratitude was transferred to the gods and Buddhas.

After Lin Jue finished cleaning, he changed a basin of water and kneaded the picked leaves into pulp.

This kind of leaves has a kind of fragrance and gum. A basin of water quickly becomes viscous, revealing a dark green color like jade.

"Brother Shi, I'm done."

The junior sister finished her work, stood up and said.

It seemed like she was reporting that she had finished the work, but actually based on her character, she was asking if there was anything she could do to help, and she was begging for work.

"Bring some stove ashes."

"oh!"

The junior sister didn't know what he was going to do, so she had to do it.

When cooking in the temple, only vegetation is burned. The ashes of the vegetation are very clean. The junior sister took some and mixed it with water as the senior brother said, then drained it with a clean cloth and left it to clarify.

Then I saw that my senior brother also took a piece of cloth, drained the green juice from the basin into the basin, and then scooped up the foam.

Everyone and the fox were watching eagerly, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Making this turtle dove tofu is actually the same as making konjac and steamed eggs. If you want to make it of good quality and delicate, you have to make sure there are no bubbles. So fish it out first."

Lin Jue saw that they seemed to be interested, so he explained it to them casually.

I don't know when a few more senior brothers came over.

These Taoist priests were really leisurely, and most of them were obviously quite old. They came over and looked at them strangely, but they did not say anything. Instead, like the little junior sisters and the foxes, they squatted beside them and watched with wide eyes.

From time to time, he turned his head to look at the little junior sister who had changed her appearance.

At this time, the vegetation ash water is almost clear.

Lin Jue glanced at the basin of green juice, then picked up a small bowl. He seemed to be calculating how many bowls of water the basin of juice could hold. After calculating the ratio, he scooped up a bowl of plant ash water and poured it into the basin.

Impurities have been filtered out, and after clarification, this bowl of grass and wood gray water actually looks very clean, just a little grayer than clear water.

"Stir again and mix evenly. When the bubbles on these surfaces are gone, it will look good." Lin Jue said, "But I can't remember the proportions clearly. It should be about the same. I don't know what will happen later.

Will it look weird when you make it?"

Several senior brothers then turned to look over:

"Junior brother, what is this?"

"It's just a snack."

"How to eat?"

"You will know in two quarters of an hour."

So several people sat here and waited.

The basin is green, like the deep water of a quiet lake, but I don't know when the juice in the basin has quietly condensed. However, the water is still tender and tender, and against the skylight, it is difficult to tell whether it has solidified.

Until the mountain wind blows the azaleas and falls on them.

The petals do not sink, as if they are floating on the water.

Lin Jue reached out and took it away.

Inadvertently, my fingers touched the green below, but they neither fell into the water nor were they contaminated by the water. Instead, the objects in the basin shook and trembled due to the force.

It seems to be very flexible.

"Junior brother, has it been two quarters of an hour?" The third senior brother was playing with a wooden stick on the ground.

"It's still a little bit worse, but it's okay."

Lin Jue took the knife and went over, and while everyone was watching intently, he drew a tic character in the basin and actually took out a piece of the contents in the basin.

At this time, it is still green, very beautiful green, but it is condensed into one body. If it were not very soft and elastic, it would be like a whole piece of jasper, or a piece of quiet and deep autumn water was taken out with the top-notch picking method.

.

There is no need for a cutting board, just spread it with your hands, cut it into many small cubes with a kitchen knife and put it into a bowl.

The honey you just took was poured on top and piled into a ball, then slowly melted.

The sweet-scented osmanthus that was dried last year looked like broken stars when sprinkled on it.

There was also a peach blossom gifted by the mountain breeze behind me, which just happened to fall into the bowl.

Lin Jue held the bowl with one hand and handed it to his junior sister: "Your hard work has paid off. I'll give you the first bowl first. Stir it before eating."

"Hey, no, no, no! Brother Shi is here! Give it to the senior brothers!"

"Take it."

"oh……"

Only then did the junior sister take the bowl.

This basin can be divided into many portions, and each person has a bowl.

Even Taoist Yunhe didn't know when he took a deck chair and lay down in front of the Banshan Hall, blowing the spring breeze, watching the petals flying in the sky, holding a bowl of dark green turtle dove tofu and eating it.

In the end, it was Lin Jue himself.

It is still small green cubes, honey and osmanthus, stir it with a spoon, then scoop a mouthful and put it into your mouth.

This first pot turned out really well.

It does not appear thin or shapeless because of too little plant ash water, nor does it become hard and easy to break because of too much. It is just soft and delicious, and has the fragrance of turtle dove leaves after entering the mouth.

Honey is a good thing, and the good thing is that it tastes good, but it must be freshly brewed in the flower field when the flowers are blooming. In this way, whatever flowers bloom in the local area, the honey will naturally have the fragrance of flowers. At this time, it is peach blossoms and rhododendrons.

You can also clearly taste the light and refreshing sweetness of peach blossoms in honey.

The fragrance of turtledove leaves, peach blossoms, osmanthus, and refreshing sweetness create a good taste.

"tasty!"

"You have to be a junior brother."

"Young junior brother, why not write this skill into a book and pass it on as the eighth ancestral magic of our Taoist temple?"

"Ha ha……"

Many fellow apprentices were chatting and laughing. Looking back, Taoist Yunhe, who was sitting under the eaves holding a bowl, was also smiling.

Lin Jue just smiled and said nothing.

By the way——

As if he suddenly remembered, he got up again, used the last bit of turtle dove tofu, and made another bowl to worship the mountain god.
To be continued...