Chapter 871 Reporters Flock To

The squirrel looked at Fangzheng pitifully, and said in a crying voice, "Master, can you understand the pain of not being able to eat something delicious in front of you?"

Fangzheng: "..."

The other little ones also learned Fangzheng's method, and began to pull the sticky layer below, eating one by one with relish. The only pity is that there are too few of these things, and it’s not bad for small-sized ones like squirrels, red boys, and salted fish. But for the lone wolf with a big mouth, throwing it into his mouth is like not throwing it, and he can only watch pitifully...

Fangzheng ignored him, suddenly picked up a whole bean bag, put it in his mouth and ate it.

Honghaier said: "Master, it's not hot enough yet."

Fangzheng smiled and said, "There are hot ways to eat hot, and there are ways to eat hot or not. Try it, it feels very good."

Hong Haier and the others were curious, but Fang Zheng hadn't tricked them in terms of eating, so everyone reached out and grabbed a bean bun, and then they didn't eat it, but watched how Fang Zheng ate it.

Fangzheng first ate the hard shell on the outside, and then ate the soft and glutinous bean paste meat. Finally, everyone saw that the bean paste hadn't been cut open, and it was still frozen into a ball. Although there was no ice slag on it, it was still hard a feeling of. As a result, Fangzheng threw it into his mouth like eating jelly beans, and began to chew slowly.

A few guys stopped asking and just followed suit.

When Honghaier ate the shell of the bean bun, it was really crispy and comfortable. When eating the soft meat inside, it only feels sticky, meaty, and very fragrant... The only thing that is a little uncomfortable is that the bean buns are just taken off the oven, and they are hot in the mouth. However, when he ate the red bean paste inside, he only felt a coldness on his lips, it felt like drinking a cold drink in the dog days, it felt extra stimulating!

Red Boy put the bean paste ball into his mouth in one bite, and the coldness and heat mixed in his mouth. At the same time, because of the melting, the bean paste ball began to fall off layers of sweet bean paste. The aroma, sweetness, heat and cold collided in the mouth, intertwined. The taste really fascinates Honghaier!

Especially when the bean paste has just melted, the cold inside is still there, but it is turned into a ball by the tongue, and the fragrance is overflowing!

The monkey next to him couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "Master, this is delicious!"

The salted fish followed suit: "Although there is no aura, this taste is just the same when eaten alone. But this way of eating, mixed together, is indeed a bit special and delicious!"

The squirrel was drooling from watching it, but his belly was too full to eat.

The squirrel turned its gaze around, finally landed on the lone wolf, and found a sense of balance in an instant...

I saw the lone wolf shaking his head non-stop, shouting: "Master, my teeth are stuck and I can't get them off...Why is this thing so sticky? Aww..."

Fang Zheng looked at that stupid dog, and really wanted to slap him to death! Others ate slowly, but this guy swallowed the whole bean bag in one bite as if he was rushing to the battlefield. He shook his head when it was hot, and then bit hard, the whole bean bag was stuck on his teeth and stuck in the middle. I can't get down...

Regarding this, Fangzheng sighed and asked the monkey to help.

Continue to eat here. After the bean buns are completely heated through, they become a hot hard shell. When the shell is bitten, the tender meat is wrapped with melted bean paste inside, and the fragrance is more intense. Although it lacks the coolness of hot and cold, it has an additional layer of grain fragrance, which can be regarded as each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

After eating the bean buns, Fangzheng found that although the little guys were still full of ideas, the squirrels were already crying and their eyes were red.

Seeing this pitiful little thing, Fangzheng couldn't bear to keep greedy him anymore, so he greeted him and took a group of little things up the mountain.

But Fangzheng's buttocks hadn't warmed up yet, when he was disturbed by the noise outside the door, he poked his head out and saw a large group of reporters coming with long guns and short cannons, and Jing Yan was among them.

Jing Yan's eyes were treacherous, and she saw the bald head protruding from behind the door at a glance, and immediately waved and called: "Abbot Fangzheng, hello, can we interview you?"

Fang Zhengxin said: You have shouted like that, can I still shrink back?

So he coughed dryly, took a deep breath, posed like a master, walked out slowly, clasped his hands together, and said to a group of reporters: "Amitabha, all benefactors, what's the matter?"

"Master, we came all the way, of course we have something to do. In fact, we wanted to come a long time ago, but it snowed heavily and the mountains were closed, so we couldn't come up. Now we are here. Look, do you have time? A press conference, or an interview session? Uh, let me introduce myself as Tang Shi. It’s not lying dead, but Tang poetry of Tang poetry and Song Ci.” A short female reporter called out. This reporter is very characteristic. He is strapped with a machine with a camera facing the front, a microphone facing himself, and a mobile phone stuck on it. The whole combination is full of technology, just like the one in the American blockbuster. Robotic. Dressed up like this, Fangzheng couldn't help noticing her.

Fangzheng slightly lowered his head to look at this delicate girl, and said to himself: This is really embarrassing for her, with such a small body and such a big machine.

Looking at the eager eyes of a group of reporters, Fangzheng thought for a while, although there was little hope of returning to vulgarity in this life. But there is nothing wrong with carrying forward Yizhi Temple. This can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of Zen Master Yizhi.

So Fangzheng nodded and said, "Yes, but the monastery is a quiet place. Donors, why don't you go outside with the poor monk."

Jing Yan immediately said: "No problem, let's go outside and interview."

As soon as the reporters heard this, they ran out to seize the territory with a whoosh.

Fangzheng was lagging behind, Jing Yan deliberately slowed down and came over and said, "How are you going to explain what happened to Chen Danian? There is also the matter of Wang Dayou, Xia Jili, and me who wanted to face last time. There is also this change in Zhishan ...Oh, anyway, you have a lot of questions right now. If the reporter doesn't come or ask questions, it's fine. If you come here, you will definitely have all kinds of questions. You'd better think about how to answer it..."

When Fangzheng heard this, his scalp felt a little numb. He couldn't lie. If people ask, it's really hard to answer... But Fangzheng rolled his eyes and thought about it!

Outside, the reporters helped Fangzheng choose a background, which was at the head of Naihe Bridge, with Tianlong Pond on both sides, two bell towers and drum towers at the back, and two tall two-meter-high trees at the entrance of Yizhi Temple. Ginkgo trees, One Finger Temple and the huge Bodhi tree.

All these are reflected on the water surface, setting off the Yizhi Temple incomparably mysterious and beautiful! Fangzheng's position is like a golden node, standing in white clothes, against the background, there is a bit of Buddhist charm. The eyes of a group of reporters who watched were all brightened, and they couldn't help but take two more photos first, preparing to go back and use them as desktop backgrounds.