Chapter 101: The reward for the top scorer, the creation of the Fantasy Dominator) _1
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âClass monitor, do you have to work so hard?â
Looking at Liang Shixian, whose face was getting paler and paler, and his eyes were slightly sunken, Ji Ruo couldnât help but say,ââlf you act like this, those who donât know might think that youâve rubbed too much.â
âIâm fine.â
Liang Shixian smiled weakly and didnât even refute Ji Ruo.
âIâm still young. Itâs just a little blood loss. Itâs easy to make up for it.â
âYou, sighâŠâ
Ji Ruo sighed.
âDonât say that I donât take care of you, class monitor. You donât have to work with me. Iâll cook you a bowl of blood tonic soup.â
As he spoke, Ji Ruo took out a small clay pot from the bottom of the cart. He raised his knife and chopped up a handful of blood replenishing spirit herbs. He put them into the clay pot and added water.
Ji Ruo was holding the fried rice in one hand and the clay pot in the other. He activated his Iron Palm and let the high temperature gather in his palm.
Ji Ruo had cooked a lot of food these days, and his Iron Palm was full of fireworks.
If one sniffed carefully, one could even smell garlic, chopped green onions, pepper, soy sauce⊠Waiting for the taste of the seasoningâŠ
Stir-fried into the flavor belongs toâŠ
However, it was precisely because of this that Ji Ruoâs Iron Palmâs proficiency had not decreased, and he was getting closer and closer to his âlimitâ.
Ji Ruo was also curious about what the Iron Palm would look like after it surpassed the level of perfectionâŠ
Not long after, Ji Ruo had finished cooking the blood replenishing soup. He had mixed it with many blood replenishing spirit herbs, added with the delicious +3 effect of [Cooking (Low-level)], and paired it with Ji Ruoâs Iron Palm that was gradually getting tastierâŠThe soup in the claypot was boiling, and steam rose up. The fragrance was alluring.
Some of the customers in the queue could not help but swallow their saliva when they smelled the fragrance.
âLittle Boss, what soup did you make? How much? It smells so good. I want to drink it too.â
Because Ji Ruo had gone to the school to memorize in advance, almost everyone in Cloud City who knew that there was a stall selling spirit herb fried rice at the entrance of No.1 Middle School knew that this white-haired little boss âIron Palm was superb.
Among these people were students from other schools, office workers on vacation, and even the bosses of small companies who had specially brought their employees over.
Not all of them were here to eat the Spirit Herbs Fried Rice. Most of them were here to watch the show.
Everyone knew that these spirit herbs were mainly donated by the mysterious red-scarved gentleman to the students. Those who were not students did not eat them, and there were even many people who brought various drinks, snacks, and other things to set up stalls. They did not sell them for money, but just gave them to others and sat behind the stalls, having fun.
âIâm sorry, this isnât for sale. I specially cooked it for the class monitor.â
Ji Ruo said with a smile. He turned around and handed the blood replenishing elixir soup to the class monitor.âHere, class monitor. Be careful, itâs hot. Take a break after drinking. Youâre already so old, why are you still so careful when doing such things? Look, youâre weak, right?â
Ji Ruo was referring to donating blood.
However, perhaps Ji Ruo did not make it too clear. When the surrounding people heard Ji Ruoâs words, they all looked at Liang Shixian and smiled. SmilingâŠlt was a little strange.
Liang Shixian hadnât drunk the blood replenishing elixir soup yet, but his pale face suddenly turned red.
âJi Ruo! Can you explain clearly what you mean by doing this kind of thing! Iâm going to donate blood!â He took out the blood donation certificate and slammed it on the table. He said angrily,âlâm donating blood! Donate blood!â The surrounding people were stunned.
âYeah, Iâm talking about donating blood!â Class monitor, what do you think it is? Did you secretly read something that the teacher didnât allow you to see behind my back again?â
âWhat do you mean again? Iâve never seen it before!â
The surrounding people laughed out loud again, but this time, it was out of goodwill.
Ji Ruo cheerfully said to Luo Qian, who was washing vegetables, âLittle Rosie, please supervise the class monitor to drink the medicine.â
The title of [Culinary God] came with [Medicinal Cuisine (Low-level)]. Putting everything else aside, it was definitely not a problem to match it with a simple combination.
It was nutritious and delicious, and his happiness doubled! âMeow problem, Master, leave it to me!)
Little Rosie straightened her body and promised confidently.
As everyone except Ji Ruo was stunned, the little guy jumped onto the table in front of Liang Shixian with a small spoon. He stirred the clay pot twice with the spoon and scooped up a spoonful. He lowered his head and blew on it gently. His cat whiskers trembled slightly, and then he raised the spoon.
âMeow ~(Blow, not hot, not hot ~ )â
He didnât know where the little guy learned it. Even Liang Shixian, who knew that the little guy wasnât an ordinary cat, was stunned.
Seeing that Liang Shixian didnât respond for a long time, Luo Qian frowned slightly. She couldnât help but put down the spoon and jumped onto Liang Shixianâs shoulder. She reached out her claws and patted Liang Shixianâs head, saying unhappily,ââ Meow -(Hurry up and drink the soup, be obedient!) â
Shixian.âą
âHahahaha!â
In the afternoon.
Because there were more and more people at the school gate, it had already affected the traffic situation in the surroundings.
Moreover, this was the school gate. Why were there so many people blocking the school gate? It was not convenient for students to go to and from school!
Therefore, the principal decided to give the students a break and let Ji Ruo and those kind-hearted people set up a stall in the school. This way, it would not affect the nearby traffic and the students in the schoolâŠ
More and more people came to join in the fun or eat the Spirit Herbal Fried Rice. No.l Middle School had become a temporary holy land..
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