Forget it, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, as long as the monk Tang came to persuade people to join the church, it would be fine.

"I'm back." Su Yourong, who was sitting aside watching Tang Dan smile, heard the footsteps of several people and said hello before she turned around.

After seeing Tan Meng, Yingying hurriedly gave a gift.

"Brother Tan is full of rough men and can't even cook a porridge. He was so seriously ill last night. If I didn't take some treatment, I was afraid that Brother Tan would have some root cause, so I specially invited him over and will be raised here today."

Zhou Qinchuan helped Tan Meng, helped him to sit down at the square table, and specifically introduced.

"Brother Tan has helped us so much, so it's time to take care of it." Su Yourong naturally would not object, "It just so happened that she cooked a lot of millet porridge for sister Qin Qi. She couldn't finish so much by herself. I'll give Brother Tan some..."

Before he finished speaking, he kept falling asleep at the end and was freed. Xiao Ji, who had been in the room until now, shouted angrily:

"What are you doing, why did you eat my soup cake?"

If Su Yourong didn't run with the morning, the two brothers would basically be able to eat as soon as they got back to the house. Just now, they took some roads to pick up Tan Meng and exercised a little more than usual.

On the way back, Xiao Ji was playing and walking behind him again. He was already hungry and was full of hope that he could eat court food as soon as he entered the house. Who knew that he was intercepted by life?

Tang Dan didn't raise his head, "Xilihulu" finished the little thing at the bottom of the bowl, lifted the bowl again, drank all the soup, and then patted his stomach and burped with satisfaction:

"It's so delicious, Sister Yourong, your skills are much better than Shi Jian Yanshu and the others."

After praising Su Yourong, he replied to Xiaoji: "Don't be so stingy, isn't it just a bowl of soup cakes? If you want to eat it, let Sister Yourong make it for you."

"You..." Xiao Ji was about to curse, his eyes rolled a few times, and finally he endured it. He pretended to be contemptuous and spit out two words he heard from Zhou Qinchuan, "Foodie!"

He knew that his strength was not as strong as this little girl. If he angered her in words, he would inevitably suffer losses when he started to fight. He would never let his brother help him fight back. He would not be able to afford that person.

The word "foodie" is much safer, and this girl can still say whether she can understand it or not.

Sure enough, Tang Dan didn't care, and didn't know whether he was a big heart or didn't know the meaning of the word "foodie". He jumped off the bench, walked to Xiao Ji, patted the other person's shoulder generously and said:

"Don't worry, I won't eat your food in vain. I will ask Sister Shi Jian to pay the bill later."

"No, no, you are welcome, saint." Su Yourong quickly refused and ordered Xiao Ji:

"Xiao Ji, if you want to eat, you make it yourself. Your skills are better than mine. If you are tired, take a break and I will do it immediately. Don't quarrel with the saint."

As Zhou Qinchuan mentioned it from time to time, she also kept a distance from the White Lotus Sect, but she liked this saint Tang Dan in her heart.

He will not bully others by virtue of his power. In addition to his love of eating, he has no bad temper or bad habits, and he also looks a bit obedient and lovely.

If it weren't for the special status, Su Yourong would really want to make friends with this little girl.

Now that the other party is coming to eat and drink, it is not a big deal in Su Yourong's opinion. If you collect money, who knows if you will be missed by the White Lotus Sect?

"Brother Qin Chuan, you are saying something." Su Yourong shouted with some angriness.

"Uh..." Zhou Qinchuan was also in a dilemma. Whether to collect money or not is bound to be involved in the White Lotus Sect. In the face of difficulties, Shi Jian spoke:

"Zhou Dalang, Miss Su, don't refuse, you two, this is not your family.

The leader had already ordered that the saint's expenses in Bansheng City should not be owed, and he would give as much as he should. This is the rule."

"Then... I'll give in." Zhou Qinchuan held it in for a long time and spit out these few words.

He wanted to say thank you, but then he thought that the other party would pay for food according to the rules. What can he have to thank you? He finally came up with the word "resentment".

"But I won't give you money at this time..." Shi Jian said again.

"It's okay, it's the same if you have enough money." Su Yourong continued the conversation.

Shi Jian didn't appreciate it, shook his head and continued:

"It's not that the money is not good at hand, but today the Saint will have to have at least one meal at your house. This account will be calculated until the evening to save the trouble of calculating it once."

"That's right." Tang Dan answered happily:

"Brother Qin Chuan, Sister Yourong, did you make something called bread yesterday? I heard it's so delicious, why didn't you call me? I came here to try it out today."

Zhou Qinchuan and Su Yourong exchanged glances, and they were both helpless. This saint is really a foodie.

"Haha, Saint, this bread was baked for the first time yesterday. It was not much, so I couldn't leave it. Sorry, if you want to eat it today, you will get it in the afternoon at the earliest. After all, you still have to knead the noodles and other things, and it takes some time."

Zhou Qinchuan had no choice but to say this.

"That's it." Tang Dan's eyes dripped around, "Then should I just wait here?"

After saying that, he thought about it again:

"Forget it, staying here is a bit boring. Xiao Ji is weak and you can just push it. It's not fun. I'd better go to other places and come here again in the afternoon."

After saying that, he jumped out, and Shi Jian followed closely behind.

Xiao Ji was speechless by Tang Dan's last words, and he boiled water hatefully and began to prepare for his and Zhou Qinchuan's food.

Tan Meng took the millet porridge handed to him by Su Yourong early, took a sip of the porridge and ate a mouthful of pickles, and secretly sighed that he had followed Zhou Qinchuan to the right place.

My subordinates are clumsy and can't make such exquisite and delicious food, especially pickles, which are simply impossible to see.

Then he watched with great fun while continuing to drink porridge and eat vegetables.

When Tang Dan left the yard, Xiao Ji and Zhou Qinchuan finished their meals and went out to play alone. Su Yourong also went to the next door to greet Qin Qi. When they were only left in the room, Tan Meng smiled and said:

"Brother Zhou Xian, this saint of White Lotus Sect is not easy to deal with, right?"

Zhou Qinchuan looked outside the yard and shook his head and said:

"The little girl is innocent and has no intention of being too ambitious. She is just annoying and can't beat and scold her. She is just a monk of Tang."

"Seng Tang? How did you say this? I know that the leader of the White Lotus Sect, but my name has always been mysterious. Not to mention those of us outsiders, even those of them in the Sect, I'm afraid I don't know it.

Why did my virtuous brother call him Tang Monk? Although the White Lotus Sect worships Maitreya, the authentic Shu Sect regards him as an evil demon and heretic."

Could Zhou Qinchuan explain to him that the origin of this Tang Monk was a big talk in the later generations, and he had to make up:

"Oh, I see that he always looks like a great monk and screams casually. If Brother Tan thinks it is inappropriate, then I will correct it."
Chapter completed!