"Of course, how could a feast proceed without good wine, good meat, and fine dishes? Monks are people too, they need to eat meat, especially Buddhist scholars from foreign lands like Lord Buddha. They must drink wine and eat meat. Bring the roast chicken on plates; leave these wilted vegetable leaves to you!"
Ergouzi stated matter-of-factly, as this was a test. Back in the city of Jinlun, they had already noticed that every monk was drinking wine and eating meat. Now, they wanted to see whether the monks of Heavenly Dragon Temple were truly devout or just pretenders.
"Amitabha, indeed, heroes think alike. Someone, bring forth the eight-treasure chicken platter for Master Nicholas to taste!"
Upon these words, the atmosphere in the grand hall became much more relaxed. Monk Ling Jue gestured to a young novice outside to bring in another plate.