Taoist Qingfeng was busy with his work while smiling at Xu Fei.
Pack the boxes early, put them in plastic bags, and order delivery.
In no time, the five sets of takeout were packaged, and the movements were extremely skillful.
"Boss! Order numbers 9527, 9364, 9365!" A blue knight ran over quickly with a bamboo dragonfly ornament on his head.
"Boss! Are 8799 and 9314 ready?" Another knight in yellow with two little yellow ducks hanging on his hat entered the store.
Qingfeng Taoist picked up five bags and quickly ran to the door and handed them to the delivery boys.
"Hey, Boss Feng is still efficient. Now we can take one more order."
"Haha, I love taking orders from them. I always take them as soon as I arrive."
The little brother praised me a few words and walked out of the store talking and laughing.
"Master Nephew Liu, come here and take over."
Taoist Qingfeng wiped the grease on his apron and shouted to a waiter who was rolling out noodles in the back kitchen.
"Okay, uncle, I am Xiao Liu now, not my nephew." A short-haired young man trotted over and took over his packing work.
"Xiao Liu, I am not a master now. I want to call myself store manager Feng..." Qingfeng Taoist corrected him.
He turned around and waved to Xu Fei, motioning for him to come over.
The two walked into the kitchen, and Xu Fei glanced at the surrounding environment.
That is, a room of about twelve square meters is filled with steamers and stainless steel vats.
A pair of large exhaust fans running at full speed made a whirring sound, which seemed a bit noisy.
"What do you want to ask, young man?" Taoist Qingfeng leaned against the stove with a warm smile.
During this time, there were a lot of rumors about Xu Fei and the princess from another world. He personally liked this silly boy.
Now that we have met, it doesn't hurt to help the other person solve their problems.
"I don't have anything to ask, I'm just here to buy breakfast." Xu Fei replied expressionlessly.
What's there to ask? Why don't you just come here to protect Leiyin?
But with a big boss like you here to take charge, we feel a lot more at ease.
I heard Chang Luofeng boast before that Qingfeng Taoist had a special status in the sect without striving for fame and wealth. Although he was famous for his music, his Taoist power was also unfathomable.
"..."
Taoist Qingfeng suddenly couldn't continue talking, feeling that this child was really big-hearted.
An old guy like me has been sent here. Aren't you worried that a powerful enemy is targeting you two?
"Young man, you can take whatever you want to eat. I'll treat you as a poor man."
Taoist Qingfeng took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth.
"Taoist Priest, do you, a leisurely and elegant person like you, also smoke?"
Xu Fei said in surprise, feeling that this thing did not match his elegant and earthly temperament.
Holding the cheap lighter purchased for fifty cents in his hand, he gently rubbed the roller with his thumb, and a flame suddenly appeared.
Taoist Qingfeng took a deep breath of smoke...
"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"
Taoist Qingfeng suddenly coughed violently, with a look of pain on his face.
Smoke also spurted out of his nostrils, then floated upwards and hit his eyes.
"...You don't know how to smoke, so don't be a smoker." Xu Fei drooped his eyelids and couldn't help complaining.
"Ahem, young man, ahem, this is a way to cultivate the mind." Taoist Qingfeng wiped away his tears.
"What kind of spiritual practice is smoking? Don't tease me."
Xu Fei shook his head, squatted down and pulled out a stack of plastic lunch boxes from the cupboard.
"Smoking itself is not a practice, but quitting smoking is a practice that improves self-control." Taoist Qingfeng explained leisurely.
"Self-control? Oh, I understand this. Most of the great achievers in human history were people with extremely strong self-control."
Xu Fei nodded in agreement, walked over to the stainless steel vat and opened the lid to take a look.
The fragrant smell came to my face, mixed with the smell of alcohol.
"Wine-filled meatballs. I ate them once when I was traveling to Jiangnan when I was a kid. I haven't seen them since."
After unceremoniously filling two large plastic boxes of meatball soup, I snapped the iron lid back into place with satisfaction.
"Why do you think of opening such a store? Your ancestral home is Jiangnan?"
"Pindao's ancestral home is Shaoxing. When he was young, he worked as a policeman in Ningbo for a period of time. Then he arrested a dandy from a wealthy gentry's family. He was framed and wrongfully accused. He had no choice but to escape to the mountains and was taken in by an immortal sect."
Taoist Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and recalled the past. He took a puff of the cigarette and almost choked again.
"Captain? You are a bit old this time..."
Xu Fei glanced at the other party's spring-like face, feeling that the policeman looked too kind and had no deterrent effect on the criminals.
He picked up the plastic box and sniffed it carefully: "No wonder, it smells quite authentic."
"It's not very authentic. What Pindao made tastes like it was a hundred years ago, and it's not as delicious as the craftsmanship that has been improved over generations." Qingfeng Taoist said modestly.
After looking around and not finding what he was looking for, Xu Fei turned around and asked, "Taoist Priest, where is the plastic bag?"
Qingfeng Taoist tried to take a small puff of cigarette again, but this time he only moistened his throat slightly before spitting it out.
He pointed to the hanging cabinet on the wall and said:
"There are some in the third cabinet on the left. You can get the environmentally friendly ones. Now the government has stipulated that all takeaways must use biodegradable ones."
He reached out and grabbed a handful of bags and packed two boxes of fermented rice balls.
Looking at the other person's slightly clumsy way of smoking, Xu Fei asked in confusion: "Taoist priest, you are not good at smoking, how can you quit smoking?"
Taoist Qingfeng smiled: "Although it's not good now, you can take the initiative to make it a hobby, right?"
"If I become addicted to smoking and quit smoking immediately, the process of controlling my desires will be cultivating my mind."
"...Then why not choose a ready-made hobby? For example, if you decide not to play or jump for a year, not to eat delicious food but only eat rice bowls every day, or not to watch TV on your mobile phone, it seems to be fine."
Xu Fei looked suspicious, feeling that he just wanted to try something new.
Qingfeng Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly and explained calmly: "Music is not a hobby, food is enjoyment. Mobile TV is a way for us old antiques to adapt to modern society."
"And Pindao has never smoked cigarettes, and he is just experiencing all kinds of things in the world. Wouldn't it be a win-win situation to quit smoking?"
After Xu Fei listened to the explanation, he felt that it was both reasonable and unreasonable.
But I thought that with the identity of the other party, I wouldn't be talking nonsense with a 'little kid' like him.
This should be the higher-level thinking logic of the Immortal. Anyway, I live too short to understand it.
"It sounds tiring to smoke and quit... Anyway, smoking is bad for your health, so please be careful."
Xu Fei packed up the fermented rice balls and put them aside, then took a look at the staple food.
Not to mention, Qingfeng Taoist’s breakfast shop is small but well-equipped.
New year cakes, vegetable porridge, pan-fried buns, rice dumplings, steamed stuffed buns with soy sauce, pastry, siomai, xiaolongbao, there are a lot of them.
"Young man, there is no need to worry. Tobacco does no harm to a monk's body. It's just that the addictive habit affects his state of mind, which is detrimental to his practice."
Taoist Qingfeng glanced at Xu Fei's trouser pocket and said pleasantly.
"According to your statement, it's better not to smoke in the first place..."
Xu Fei felt that it was a bit inconsistent. Smoking and then quitting smoking in order to cultivate your mind would affect your state of mind and practice in the process. Doesn't this mean that the positive and negative cancel out? It would be funny if you can't quit again.
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