Although these beggars felt that these plump grains of rice were already more than enough to satisfy them, they still watched him curiously to see what he would do next.
The old Daoist priest frowned in thought for a moment, then looked up at the sky, and suddenly slapped his hands together in a hearty laugh.
"I have it! I remember that today happens to be the day the Queen Mother of the West is hosting a grand banquet for guests in the Heavenly Palace. Since the timing is such a happy coincidence, why not let me go ask for some immortal delicacies? Wouldn't it be even more wonderful for everyone to share in the joy?"
Chapter 68