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The so-called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, with its savory aroma wafting through the neighborhood, was enough to entice even the Buddha to abandon his meditation. This dish was named accordingly. Whether the Buddha would actually jump over a wall is uncertain, but Misha, a monk who had returned to secular life, was particularly fond of it.
As the fragrance grew stronger, more and more people gathered around Boss Sang. The price of the dish made many hesitate, yet they lingered, hoping to savor this extraordinary meal that could make even the Buddha forsake his practice.
At that moment, Misha spoke up, announcing that Small Tavern would be offering a simplified version of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for lunch today. The ingredients included sea cucumber, abalone, dried scallops, fish maw, clams, shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoots, ham, pork bones, beef tendons, old hen, quail eggs, and five-year-aged Shaoxing wine.
To be honest, it would cost ten taels of gold for a pot made with top-quality ingredients. The simplified version used medium-grade ingredients and was priced at one tael of silver per serving. The amount for ten taels of gold was ten times that of one tael of silver.
We prepared over a hundred portions of this simplified version on a first-come-first-served basis. The lunch rush was explosive; not only did they earn back three days' worth of lost revenue but also made a profit. All ten pots of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall were sold out, mostly ordered by household servants who came secretly to avoid others knowing they were indulging in such extravagance. Sang Qingxiao instructed them to collect their orders from the front gate.
With plenty of simplified versions prepared and customers continuously arriving, they were busy until nearly dinner time. While cleaning the shop, a Little Dun Dun peeked in from outside now and then. Sang Qingxiao took one look and guessed his identity.
The term "Round and Smooth" often describes women with plump figures and smooth skin, resembling pearls in their roundness and jade in their luster. This Little Dun Dun before her could also be aptly described as "Round and Smooth," especially with the red mole on his forehead making it hard to discern his gender.
Misha called out to the kitchen, "Master's disciple has arrived." Immediately after, sounds of pots and pans clattering came from behind the kitchen door.
Why all this fuss? After all, this disciple was someone she owed much to in life; there was no reason to shy away from him.
Little Dun Dun had already approached her, his delicate little nose sniffing the air as he caught the scent of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Having finally decided to make it once in a while, Sang Qingxiao wanted to prepare extra stock; at that moment, two large pots were simmering in the backyard, keeping the aroma alive—though Old Vine had helped cover it up a bit.
Amitabha! Little Dun Dun politely performed a Buddhist greeting. "Beautiful benefactor," he said respectfully, "may I ask for your favor?"
Sang Qingxiao squatted down and asked him, "Did you come here alone? Where is Xuan Yin Monk?"
"Do you know Xuan Yin?"
"Answer my question first if you want some meat."
"What are you and Xuan Yin doing in Jingjing City?"
Little Dun Dun was indeed someone who spoke freely. When Xuan Yin mentioned coming to find his senior brother, he asked if I wanted to join. Of course, I did! The temple was utterly dull, with those monks constantly chattering about me, which was quite annoying. I had never been to the Great Jing Dynasty before, and as soon as I heard we were going to the capital for some fun, I immediately slipped away.
However, my journey was quite miserable; Xuan Yin wouldn’t let me eat any meat, and I was starving and losing weight. Hmph! Just then, a monk stepped through the door. I thought about how all the game I had hunted must have been fed to the dogs, while he strutted in with his plump figure—who do you think raised you like that?
Sang Qingxiao had seen it all; it was indeed Xuan Yin.
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