This is what a colleague said.
In the Republic of China, there was a big landlord in their hometown. The big landlords themselves are armed. So in that area, he is a soil emperor.
They eat prawns, originally fried and fried. Later, someone went to Jiangnan to learn the craft of drunk shrimp. When he returned to his hometown, just in time for the birthday of the landlord’s mother, he went to show off.
I didn’t expect the old lady to believe in Buddhism. Although she can’t be like a big city and eat vegetarian on her birthday, she won’t catch a cold with drunk shrimp. The big landlord was a dutiful son, and when he saw this situation, he was furious and set a rule on the spot. No one is allowed to cook this dish in the future.
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Two years later, one night the big landlord returned from a neighboring village. After all, the Tu emperor is not the emperor, so he will not hug him all day long. He was alone that day. When approaching the village to cross the bridge, he slipped into the water.
The river is not very deep, and the big landlords are in their prime. They are proficient in water and it is easy to go ashore. But this time it was strange, something under the water was pulling his foot. The big landlord’s heart was over, and he met a water ghost. At this moment, he felt loose under his feet, and then something pushed him to the shore. He threw a few hurriedly and landed. Going home, picking up his pants, saw a black handprint on his ankle. There are many punctures similar to burrs. When the big landlord recalled the situation at that time, he suddenly realized that it was a group of shrimps.
From then on, the big landlord’s family has eaten the Buddha thoroughly.