Chapter 227

Ten disciples lined up in the open space in front of the canteen. The table in front of them was full of cut LingMi and demon eggs the size of black beauty watermelon.

These materials were taken out from the storage ring by Wang array. They were specially used for cooking for the disciples this time.

Seeing that it was not Wang Zhen cooking this time, but the ten martial brothers who went to learn lingchu to cook, the other disciples surrounded them with interest.

"In their opinion, it should be difficult for the spiritual kitchen. How can those senior brothers learn after only one day's Kung Fu?"

Beat the egg liquid, stir well and start the magic pot array.

Ten disciples finished at one go without hesitation.

At this time, their palms were sweating.

After all, there are so many martial brothers watching. It's false to say they're not nervous.

Tension is tension, but you must not lose face, otherwise it will be a big loss!

At first they were a little worried about whether they could not do it well.

But as soon as they entered the state, they found that they only had the magic pot in front of them and the egg fried rice to be made.

Anything outside can't interfere with them at this time.

Stir the demon egg and the second level LingMi granule evenly, wait until the magic weapon frying pan is hot, add peanut oil, add some scallions and stir fry slightly.

When the smell comes out, pour the rice mixed with egg liquid and rice into the oil pan and stir fry quickly.

With the frying of the pot and shovel, the unique aroma of the egg fried rice immediately drifted away.

"Wow, it smells good! Suddenly I feel so hungry! "

"Yes, yes, it smells good. As soon as I smell it, my stomach is a little hungry."

"Wow, it's great. Senior brothers have only studied for one day. It's so great. I regret not signing up!"

A foodie saw the martial brothers skillfully frying eggs and rice, and said regretfully.

At this time, most of the disciples had arrived together, surrounded the ten disciples, closed their eyes, and sucked the unique smell of fried rice with eggs.

"Hua Hua!"

The ten disciples were unaffected and waved their spatulas in the frying pan.

With the passage of time, the egg fried rice in the pot gradually turns golden, and the smell is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, in the expectation of many disciples, ten disciples stopped the pot shovel in their hands.

In front of them, there was also a pot of golden egg fried rice.

"Well, let's come and get the dishes and chopsticks, and then line up in ten teams and ask elder martial brothers and sisters to fetch rice for you."

Seeing that the fried rice with eggs was ready, Wang Zhen waved his hand and there were a large bucket of bamboo bowls and chopsticks on one side of the table.

As soon as the onlookers listened, they got the bowls and chopsticks one by one as quickly as possible, and then came to ten disciples who made fried rice with eggs and began to line up to make rice.

"Thank you, elder martial sister!"

"Thank you, elder martial brother!"

After the meal, each disciple would say thank you to the ten tired disciples in front of the fried rice with eggs.

Although it was just a simple thank you, the ten people who listened were still very happy.

Because these thanks represent the disciples' affirmation and respect for them.

This is the treatment they have never received when they are outside.

At this time, they feel that with the sound of thanks, the fatigue in their bodies also disappears.

Those who received the rice, some people in a hurry, turned around and grabbed a little egg fried rice into their mouth.

"Oh, hot!"

The egg fried rice just out of the pot is still hot. Those who are in a hurry are crying out when they are hot, but they still don't give up spitting out the egg fried rice in their mouth, but bite and chew slowly with the hot.

When the taste buds felt the unique fragrance of the egg fried rice, they felt that it was worth being scalded by the egg fried rice.

For a time, there were all kinds of strange eating methods in the whole purple bamboo forest.

Some stood, some squatted, and some leaned against purple bamboo. After the first bite, most disciples couldn't extricate themselves and forgot what they were doing.

All I know is to fry rice with eggs in a bowl and send them to my mouth.

They didn't wake up until they finished the fried rice in the bowl and they couldn't eat it.

"Wow, eat well. I'm full, but I still feel I can have another bowl."

One of the sober disciples, as soon as he woke up, covered his stomach and said.

The bamboo bowls they eat are made by Wang array, so they are almost full when they go down one bowl.

"Yes, me too! What if you still want to eat! "

When the disciple next to him heard this, he also covered his stomach and said.

"Why don't we order some more and eat slowly?"

Next to the same man with a big stomach, he thought and proposed.

As soon as the disciples around wanted to eat and supported their stomachs, their eyes lit up and staggered to line up again.

"It's really exciting food. It's hard to give up."

The king array looked at it and smiled knowingly.

When he first ate the first meal he cooked here, he was not much different from them.

Now, no matter how much you eat, you don't feel any more.

This meal was late!

Because Wang array specially ordered the ten disciples to do more, the more than 100 disciples, each with a round belly, lay on the ground and didn't want to move.

"Younger martial brothers! Is the fried rice with eggs delicious tonight? "

Seeing that they were full, Wang array came out and asked.

"Delicious! All the disciples said in one voice. "

Since it's delicious, do you want to eat it every day?

"Yes!"

As soon as the disciples heard Wang array's question, they shouted with their utmost strength.

"If you eat such delicious food every day, you won't be tired of it all your life."

"Well, in that case, I will arrange a younger martial brother to cook for you every night. You must remember to come then."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhen announced the fact with a smile.

"Long live the elder martial brother, long live the elder martial brother!"

The disciples cheered in unison to express their joy.

After a while, the disciples digested almost.

Wang array announced another thing, that is, after eating spiritual food, all disciples should be responsible for cleaning their own dishes and chopsticks for reuse next time.

Then he asked the disciples if they needed anything else.

Listening to Wang Zhen's remarks, a disciple's question attracted his attention.

"That is, if LingMi is mature, what tools to harvest."

Seriously, if the disciple didn't ask this question, Wang array would almost forget it.

You know, when cutting LingMi plants, he all relied on Bai linger's help to complete the task.

At the beginning, he could not refine tools. At that time, he thought that if he could refine tools that day, he must refine a sickle to harvest spiritual rice.

Now, when the disciple mentioned it, Wang array thought of it again, and now he happens to be able to refine weapons!