Universe Infinite Canteen

"Prayer Yang, please," said the fat monk.

"Master Huide, please go first."

"Okay." Master Huide immediately stretched out his chopsticks without any further refusal.

But this time there was also a slight cough in his ears.

Master Huide was in a trance for a moment, thinking that the Buddha was angry. Fortunately, he followed the voice and found that the person who had just coughed was the waiter of this restaurant.

"Master, the boss asked me to tell you something. If you don't want to eat this hair cake, please don't eat it."

"Why?"

"Because if you eat this pastry, your hair will grow."

Master Huide smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I am a monk and have already been tonsured."

"No, this problem is even bigger. Master, you don't want your hair to grow back."

At this time, Boss Yang finally thought about it and said, "Hey, this week's hair growth cake can make people grow hair. Boss Ma, why didn't you remind me?"

"I reminded you," Ma Lu interrupted, "Boss Yang, if you insist on ordering some, you can't blame me."

When Boss Yang recalled it, it seemed that this was really the case. He seemed to have made a mistake at that time, so he said, "Then I'll eat this dish."

After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the hair cake, but Master Huide suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Um?"

"Monks, begging for alms, eat whatever you want. Buddha will blame you for being picky eaters."

The two young monks had already finished all the previous vegetarian dishes. They felt that they had never tasted such delicious food in their lives. The side dishes were so delicious, and the main dishes must be so fragrant.

They were looking forward to it, but unexpectedly they heard the bad news. Seeing that Boss Yang was going to monopolize the plate of hair cakes, they were scratching their heads anxiously. Fortunately, the master finally took action in time.

The little monk looked at the fat monk with admiration and reverence.

Boss Yang didn't dare to eat when he heard that the Buddha was angry. Even if the Buddha couldn't control him now, he would still have to hang out in other people's world after his death, so the relationship had to be sorted out in advance.

But as a frequent visitor to the Universe Infinite Canteen, he also knew how exaggerated the effects of the dishes here were, so he kindly reminded him.

"Master, why don't you let your two disciples try it first?"

When the two young monks heard this, they were immediately eager to try. However, Master Huide knew his own affairs, and he knew very well how weak the concentration of his two evil disciples was.

If the hair-raising cake is really delicious (as you can see from the previous dishes, this is almost certain to happen), the two evil disciples are not practicing enough, and there is a high probability that they will eat them all.

Then he won't be able to get anything, and all the trouble will be in vain.

Master Huide definitely didn’t want this to happen, so he said, “It doesn’t matter, just shave your hair when it grows out. Outsiders have many misunderstandings about us monks. In addition to shaving when entering the temple, in fact, we shave every ten and a half days.” You have to shave your head on time, otherwise your hair will grow out.”

"Oh, is that so?"

"So Master Yang doesn't have to worry about our long hair." Master Huide explained with a smile.

While he was talking, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of hair cake. When his two apprentices saw the master moving his hands, they also raised their chopsticks.

Although there were twists and turns, they finally succeeded in eating the cakes they wanted.

The taste did not disappoint the three of them. The fragrance of the herbs hit their faces. When they were eaten, there was no bitterness from the herbs. Instead, there was a sweetness and warmth. After swallowing, it turned into a warm current, nourishing the limbs and bones.

After running for a little while, the warm current finally surged to the top of their heads, dividing into small waves of warmth, nourishing their scalps, just like being given a head massage in a massage parlor.

The two young monks were so comfortable that they couldn't help but moan softly. Master Huide was not so gloomy, but his face was still glowing.

However, he was not happy for long, when he saw Boss Yang's eyes widening across from him.

Not only Boss Yang, but also all the other diners in the restaurant looked at his master and apprentice.

Master Huide lectures everywhere, and he is also a man who has seen a lot of things in the world, but being stared at by so many people, and those people's looks are quite strange, makes him feel a little embarrassed.

But on the surface, he remained calm, picked up the water glass, and drank by himself.

But at this time, his apprentice also noticed the strange atmosphere in the room and asked, "Hey, Master, what are they looking at?"

Master Huide originally planned to take the opportunity to teach his incompetent apprentice a few words to calm down, but unexpectedly he was stunned when he turned around.

Because he saw a spirited young man wearing a monk's robe, Master Huide almost didn't recognize his disciple Zhihai. Then he looked at another disciple Zhizang, who had long hair and looked like the group of art people in 798. Similar.

Zhihai and Zhizang also saw their master and couldn't help but be shocked.

Unlike Master Huide, Master Huide had seen them before becoming monks when he ordained them. However, these two young monks had never seen the master with hair because they entered the temple relatively late.

One of them couldn't help but blurt out, "Master, why did you become Qiao Shan?"

Before Master Huide said anything, Boss Yang slapped the table and shouted, "How do you talk? How can you say Master like that, but don't say it, it does look a bit like it."

He didn't hold back at the end, and burst out laughing. Although he covered his mouth with his hand in time, the constant shrugging of his shoulders gave him away.

It doesn’t matter if the little monk doesn’t say anything. When everyone hears it, they find that Master Huide’s eyebrows are indeed three points similar to the famous actor Mr. Qiao Shan, and with that natural curly hair, they are at least six points similar.

So there are more people in the restaurant covering their mouths and shrugging their shoulders.

Zhihai also knew that he had made trouble. He reached out to scratch his bald head and grabbed a lot of hair. He realized that it was not just his master, but the hair of the three of them had returned.

But the speed of this return was too fast!

However, they only had a meal. Before the meal, they were still bald, but after the meal, they were already full of black hair. This is amazing!

The three masters and apprentices just stared at each other, and they couldn’t figure out when they became vulgar.

In the end, Malu was the most kind-hearted and pointed them to the nearest barber shop.

Master Huide didn’t care about socializing with Boss Yang anymore, so he hurried to the barber shop with his two apprentices. When he entered the door, Tony in the shop asked him curiously.

"Hey, are you three planning to go to the comic convention to cosplay? Who are you going to dress up as? Ah, I know, I know, don't tell me, I'll guess...

"Yes, it's that Fahai, that old thief Fahai, right? You can only cosplay Fahai at your age, and you look pretty good.

"But I tell you, it's not easy to grow your hair back after shaving it. It may take half a year for it to grow back to its current thickness. Uncle, you should reconsider it. It's not easy to have so much hair at your age."