"Yeah, as a traveling monk, doesn't the Rich Monk need to consume more protein to increase his stamina?"
Saying that, the Devout Buddhist rolled up his robe and showed off his biceps.
"Milk Tea Master, look."
It seems that the monks of this world are indeed different from those in the previous life.
Once the relationship with the Devout Buddhist becomes closer, I'll see if I can borrow some scripture-related books from him.
In Ke Chen City, Lin Hao hasn't read any books on Daoism or Buddhism. Here, religion is not prominent.
On the internet, there's no information on this, and the Devout Buddhist is his sole connection in religion.
For now, let's focus on eating.
Soon, two dishes, a soup, and a bowl of plain rice were served in front of the Devout Buddhist and Lin Hao, with appearance but without aroma.
Yet the Devout Buddhist and Lin Hao had high hopes for the taste!
If it's not tasty, there's no way anyone would come to eat.
