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另備素齋
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另備素齋 A Vegetarian Meal Set Apart

qīndeqīnwénshuōjiàodào:「háieryàozhǎnglǎoxiánjiǎngyǒuguǎndài。」qīndào:「lái?」qīndào:「guǎnyǒude。」jiàojiāngxiǎoguōxiàzhuóhuǒshāoleyóushuāleyòushuāleyòuquèréngānzàizàoshàngxiānshāobànguōgǔnshuǐbiéyòngquèyòujiāngxiēshānzizhuóshuǐjiānzuòchátāngránhòujiāngxiēhuángliángzhǔfànláiyòuxiēgāncàizhǔshúshèngleliǎngwǎnchūláizàizhuōshànglǎoduìzhesānzàngdào:「zhǎnglǎoqǐngzhāizhèshìlǎoshēnérqīndòngshǒuzhěngdexiējiéjìngdecháfàn。」sānzàngxiàláixièlefāngcáishàngzuòqīnlìngshèchùpáixiēméiyánméijiàngdelǎoròuxiāngzhāngròumǎngshéròuròuròudiǎnduò鹿ròugān滿mǎnpán滿mǎnwǎndepéizhesānzàngchīzhāifāngzuòxiàxīnzhùzhǐjiànsānzàngzhǎngsòngjīngxiàdeqīngǎndòngzhùshēnzàipángbiānsānzàngniànshùquèjiàoqǐngzhāiqīndào:「shìniànduǎntóujīngdeshàng?」sānzàngdào:「fēishìjīngnǎishìjuànjiēzhāizhīzhòu。」qīndào:「menchūjiārénpiānyǒuduōjiàochīfàn便biànniànsòngniànsòng。」qīndeqīnwénshuōjiàodào:「háieryàozhǎnglǎoxiánjiǎngyǒuguǎndài。」qīndào:「lái?」qīndào:「guǎnyǒude。」jiàojiāngxiǎoguōxiàzhuóhuǒshāoleyóushuāleyòushuāleyòuquèréngānzàizàoshàngxiānshāobànguōgǔnshuǐbiéyòngquèyòujiāngxiēshānzizhuóshuǐjiānzuòchátāngránhòujiāngxiēhuángliángzhǔfànláiyòuxiēgāncàizhǔshúshèngleliǎngwǎnchūláizàizhuōshànglǎoduìzhesānzàngdào:「zhǎnglǎoqǐngzhāizhèshìlǎoshēnérqīndòngshǒuzhěngdexiējiéjìngdecháfàn。」sānzàngxiàláixièlefāngcáishàngzuòqīnlìngshèchùpáixiēméiyánméijiàngdelǎoròuxiāngzhāngròumǎngshéròuròuròudiǎnduò鹿ròugānmǎnpánmǎnwǎndepéizhesānzàngchīzhāifāngzuòxiàxīnzhùzhǐjiànsānzàngzhǎngsòngjīngxiàdeqīngǎndòngzhùshēnzàipángbiānsānzàngniànshùquèjiàoqǐngzhāiqīndào:「shìniànduǎntóujīngdeshàng?」sānzàngdào:「fēishìjīngnǎishìjuànjiēzhāizhīzhòu。」qīndào:「menchūjiārénpiānyǒuduōjiàochīfàn便biànniànsòngniànsòng。」


逐句解 Line by line

qīndeqīnwénshuōjiàodào:「háieryàozhǎnglǎoxiánjiǎngyǒuguǎndài。」qīndào:「lái?」qīndào:「guǎnyǒude。」jiàojiāngxiǎoguōxiàzhuóhuǒshāoleyóushuāleyòushuāleyòuquèréngānzàizàoshàngxiānshāobànguōgǔnshuǐbiéyòngquèyòujiāngxiēshānzizhuóshuǐjiānzuòchátāngránhòujiāngxiēhuángliángzhǔfànláiyòuxiēgāncàizhǔshúshèngleliǎngwǎnchūláizàizhuōshànglǎoduìzhesānzàngdào:「zhǎnglǎoqǐngzhāizhèshìlǎoshēnérqīndòngshǒuzhěngdexiējiéjìngdecháfàn。」sānzàngxiàláixièlefāngcáishàngzuò qīndeqīnwénshuōjiàodào:「háieryàozhǎnglǎoxiánjiǎngyǒuguǎndài。」qīndào:「lái?」qīndào:「guǎnyǒude。」jiàojiāngxiǎoguōxiàzhuóhuǒshāoleyóushuāleyòushuāleyòuquèréngānzàizàoshàngxiānshāobànguōgǔnshuǐbiéyòngquèyòujiāngxiēshānzizhuóshuǐjiānzuòchátāngránhòujiāngxiēhuángliángzhǔfànláiyòuxiēgāncàizhǔshúshèngleliǎngwǎnchūláizàizhuōshànglǎoduìzhesānzàngdào:「zhǎnglǎoqǐngzhāizhèshìlǎoshēnérqīndòngshǒuzhěngdexiējiéjìngdecháfàn。」sānzàngxiàláixièlefāngcáishàngzuò

Boqin's mother, hearing this, called out: “Child, do not go on wrangling with the elder; I have vegetarian things of my own, with which we can entertain him.” Boqin said: “Where would vegetarian things come from?” His mother said: “Never you mind; I have my own vegetarian fare.” She bade the wife take down the small pot, burn off its grease with fire, and scour it and scour it again, and wash it and wash it again, and then set it back on the stove. First she boiled half a pot of water for another use; then she took some leaves of mountain burnet and steeped them in water to make a tea; after that she took some yellow millet and glutinous grain and cooked up a meal, and boiled some dried greens as well. She dished up two bowls of it and brought it out and set it on the table. The old mother said to Sanzang: “Elder, pray take your meal. This is a little plain, clean fare, which I and my son's wife have prepared with our own hands.” Sanzang came down and thanked her, and only then took his seat.

The mother's elaborate care — scouring the grease from the pot again and again, keeping a separate water — marks both her piety toward the guest and the practical difficulty of preparing pure food in a hunter's kitchen. 山地榆, “mountain burnet,” is a wild herb used here for a rough tea. In 兒婦 (“son's wife”) the graph is the full noun “son,” read ér, distinct from the diminutive 孩兒 (er) earlier in the speech.

qīnlìngshèchùpáixiēméiyánméijiàngdelǎoròuxiāngzhāngròumǎngshéròuròuròudiǎnduò鹿ròugān滿mǎnpán滿mǎnwǎndepéizhesānzàngchīzhāifāngzuòxiàxīnzhùzhǐjiànsānzàngzhǎngsòngjīngxiàdeqīngǎndòngzhùshēnzàipángbiānsānzàngniànshùquèjiàoqǐngzhāiqīndào:「shìniànduǎntóujīngdeshàng?」sānzàngdào:「fēishìjīngnǎishìjuànjiēzhāizhīzhòu。」qīndào:「menchūjiārénpiānyǒuduōjiàochīfàn便biànniànsòngniànsòng。」 qīnlìngshèchùpáixiēméiyánméijiàngdelǎoròuxiāngzhāngròumǎngshéròuròuròudiǎnduò鹿ròugānmǎnpánmǎnwǎndepéizhesānzàngchīzhāifāngzuòxiàxīnzhùzhǐjiànsānzàngzhǎngsòngjīngxiàdeqīngǎndòngzhùshēnzàipángbiānsānzàngniànshùquèjiàoqǐngzhāiqīndào:「shìniànduǎntóujīngdeshàng?」sānzàngdào:「fēishìjīngnǎishìjuànjiēzhāizhīzhòu。」qīndào:「menchūjiārénpiānyǒuduōjiàochīfàn便biànniànsòngniànsòng。」

Boqin, for his part, set out a separate place, and spread it with tiger meat unsalted and unsauced, and fragrant roe-deer meat, python meat, fox meat, hare meat, and minced strips of dried venison — whole platters and bowls of it — to keep Sanzang company at his meal. He had just sat down and was about to lift his chopsticks when he saw Sanzang press his palms together and chant a sutra; and so startled was he that he dared not touch his own chopsticks, but rose hastily and stood to one side. Sanzang, when he had recited but a few lines, then bade him take his meal. Boqin said: “You are a monk who says a short-headed sort of sutra, then?” Sanzang said: “This was no sutra, but a single scroll of grace before meat.” Boqin said: “You monks who have left home — what a deal of fuss you make, mumbling and murmuring even over a bowl of rice.”

揭齋之咒 (jiē zhāi zhī zhòu), rendered here as “grace before meat,” is the brief invocation a monk recites before eating; Boqin, taking it for a stunted sutra, is baffled by the ceremony. (juàn) is again a measure of scripture. The humour turns on the gulf between the plain-spoken hunter and the monk's observances.


總評 Commentary

The vegetarian problem is solved by the mother's piety and pains — the scoured pot, the separate water, the millet and wild greens — and the two men take their meal side by side, the monk over his plain fare and the hunter over his heaped platters of game. The scene's comedy is warm and observational: Boqin, chopsticks poised, frozen in alarm at Sanzang's mealtime chant, then good-humouredly baffled by the whole business of “mumbling and murmuring over a bowl of rice.” The gulf between the two — the rough carnivore and the disciplined monk — is played for gentle laughs rather than judgement, and the mutual regard between them only deepens. Beneath the humour, the passage quietly affirms Sanzang's fidelity to his observances even at another's table, and rounds out the chapter's warm picture of frontier hospitality accommodating itself, with some effort and much goodwill, to the pilgrim's holy calling.