Yun Duo received the Daoist Master's approval and completely forgot there was such a thing as a mobile phone in the world. She hurriedly hopped on an electric scooter and dashed down the mountain.
The two Daoist Masters stood majestically on the slope, gazing at her departing figure. Once she was gone, they glanced around and then focused on the large red tomato with a hint of pink in their hands—
The master and his apprentice wasted no time and took a bite!
Ah!
This is the real taste of tomatoes!
So delicious, so delicious!
As they ate, Daoist Wuwei's face was smeared with tomato pulp. While sucking in slightly tangy seeds, he asked:
"Master, didn't you vow not to eat anything today, saving your appetite for lamb?"
"Ah, people of the Dao don't have so many rules and restrictions. Go with the flow and do what feels right."
Daoist Qing Yun leisurely picked at his beard, carefully avoiding tomato juice stains so it wouldn't be a mess later.
