Bab 107: Chapter 105 Taxation (1)_1

"Master." Lin Ziyin, unsure of what to call the Little Monk, decides to call all monks "Master".

"Amitabha, my Dharma name is Master Wufa," the Little Monk corrected her, his face flushing red.

"Master Wufa, please help me light the fire," Lin Ziyin didn't want to waste time on trivial matters. "I'll make the dishes. How many are you eating at noon?"

"Two," Wufa answered, his head bowed.

Lin Ziyin nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Benefactor Lin, are you going to make tofu?" Master Hui Lian asked enthusiastically.

"I'll make a few more dishes today, some of which are new products sent by our Lin Family for free," said Lin Ziyin with a smile.

"Thank you, benefactor," Master Hui Lian thanked her with a grin.

Without rushing to cook, Lin Ziyin poured a considerable amount of soybean oil into the pot, then took out a half-fermented dough she brought from a basin, and started to get busy.