I've become the male protagonist's plug-in

Chapter 525
Thanks to Marshmallow for giving her skills, Azhao now has spiritual power and can touch real objects.

Zhan Ming looked at her and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

Ah Zhao poured himself another cup, seeing him like this, smiled slightly: "Master, you don't doubt me?"

Zhan Ming smiled lightly: "The poor monk believes in my Buddha, my eyes, and my heart."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Good tea."

Azhao also took a sip, and put the teacup on the table: "The spring water in the mountains is clear, and the tea leaves from Master are also fragrant and unique. They are indeed good teas. But..."

Zhan Ming took a sip of tea quietly, waiting for her unfinished words.

A Zhao flipped his wrist, and a set of exquisite tea sets appeared on the table.

"Just tasted the master's tea, now, how about a taste of my tea?"

Zhan Ming glanced at her quietly, and smiled gently: "Ah Zhao benefactor, please."

So Ah Zhao re-boiled a pot of water, still using Zhanming tea, but replaced the tea set and tea brought by himself.

"Master, please use it."

Zhan Ming took the teacup, opened it, and put it into the tip of his nose.

Before approaching, he smelled a tangy and cold fragrance.

A Zhao said with a smile: "The water used to make tea is also the key. The clear spring in the master's mountain is naturally the top grade, but in my garden, there is a golden thread plum, the first plum blossom in winter, and the first pile of snow falling on it , Sealed up with porcelain, buried in the ground, dug out to make tea on July 49th, and it is three points better than this clear spring water."

Zhan Ming took a sip of tea and shook his head gently: "The benefactor, Azhao, is humble. The golden thread plum is a tribute from Fanyu, and the fragrance of the plum blooms in the garden, which is rare and rare. There is a note in the "Tea Code", according to the benefactor, the golden thread The tea made by plum snow water is the best in the world."

Ah Zhao didn't comment, just asked: "Master, what do you think of my tea?"

Zhan Ming nodded: "Excellent."

Azhao looked at him with his chin: "I think Master Zhanming is young, but his Dharma is not weaker than anyone else. Wouldn't it be aggrieved to be favored in this small temple in a remote mountain?"

Zhan Ming put down the teacup: "What's the benefactor's intention?"

Azhao said with a smile: "Nowadays, the Buddha Dharma is emphasized. If an eminent monk like Master is willing to appear in front of people, his reputation will definitely be greatly improved."

She picked up the teacup in her hand and took a sip: "At that time, no matter how rare this golden thread plum is, it will be just as easy as you can get for Master."

Zhan Ming put down the teacup in his hand, clasped his palms together and recited a Buddha's name.

"It seems that Azhao's benefactor doesn't really want to invite the poor monk to drink tea."

Ah Zhao sighed: "I just appreciate the subtlety of Master's Dharma."

Zhan Ming shook his head: "Whether it's golden thread plum snow, or a ladle of clear spring, it's just to quench your thirst."

After he finished speaking, he got up and bowed to Azhao: "Amitabha, it's getting late, the poor monk should go to rest, and tomorrow he has to go to class early."

Ah Zhao looked at his straight back and left.

Marshmallow said puzzledly: "It's all about quenching thirst, but I think Jiuyi... Well, the honey water mixed with flower morning dew and nectar is much better than spring water."

Ah Zhao glanced at the silly Bai Tuanzi, and said with a smile, "If you are a human being, you must be a layman."

Marshmallow beeped softly: "What is a layman?"

A sheet of softness appeared out of nowhere behind Ah Zhao. She took advantage of the situation and put her hands behind her head: "Those who have desires are ordinary people. Like you and me."

Marshmallow seemed to understand, "So, the monk is not a layman?"

(End of this chapter)