Chapter 231;

Ten disciples lined up in the open space in front of the cafeteria. The table in front of them was filled with cut Lingmi and demon eggs the size of black beauties and watermelons.

These materials were all taken out by Wang Zhen from the storage ring, and they were specially used for cooking for the disciples this time.

Seeing that it was not Wang Zhen who was cooking this time, but the ten brothers who were going to learn spiritual cooking, the rest of the disciples surrounded him with interest.

"In their opinion, the spirit chef should be very difficult. How can those seniors learn it in just one day?"

Beat the egg liquid, stir evenly, and start the formation of the magic pot.

The ten disciples did it in one go without any hesitation.

At this time, their palms were sweating.

After all, with so many fellow apprentices watching, it would be a lie to say that you are not nervous.

Be nervous, but don't be ashamed, otherwise, wouldn't it be a big shame!

At the beginning, they were a little worried about whether they would do 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 that they were about to make in their minds.

Nothing from the outside world can interfere with them at this time.

Stir the demon eggs and the second-level Ling rice grains evenly. After the magic weapon frying pan is heated up, add peanut oil, add some chopped green onion and stir-fry for a while.

After the aroma comes out, pour the rice mixed with egg liquid and rice grains into the oil pan and stir fry quickly.

With the stirring of the spatula, the unique aroma of the egg fried rice wafted away immediately.

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

"Yes, yes, it smells good. When I smell it, I feel a little hungry."

"Wow, that's amazing. The seniors have only studied for one day, and they are so good. I regret not signing up at the beginning!"

A foodie said with regret when he saw the brothers skillfully fried eggs and fried rice.

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

"Wow!"

The ten disciples were not affected by anything, and vigorously waved the spatula in the frying pan.

As time goes by, the egg fried rice in the pot gradually turns golden, and the fragrance becomes stronger and stronger.

Finally, under the expectant eyes of many disciples, ten disciples stopped the spatulas in their hands.

And in the big pot in front of them, there was also a pot of golden egg fried rice.

"Okay, everyone come here to get the bowls and chopsticks, and then line up in ten teams, let the brothers and sisters cook for you."

Seeing that the egg fried rice was ready, Wang Zhen waved his hand, and there was a large bucket of bamboo bowls and bamboo chopsticks on the table beside him.

When the onlookers heard this, they got the bowls and chopsticks as quickly as possible, and then came to the ten disciples who were making fried rice with eggs and started queuing up to eat.

"Thank you, sister!"

"Thank you, brother!"

After each disciple finished the meal, he would gratefully say thank you to the ten disciples who were tired in front of the egg fried rice.

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

Thanks for these,

It represents the disciples' affirmation and respect for them.

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

At this time, they felt that with the sound of thank you, the fatigue in their bodies disappeared completely.

As soon as those who had finished receiving their meals, those who were in a hurry turned around, they grabbed some fried rice with eggs and put it into their mouths.

"Ah, it's hot!"

The egg fried rice just out of the pan was still boiling hot. Those anxious people screamed at being scalded, but they still reluctantly spit out the egg fried rice in their mouths, but endured the heat and chewed slowly.

When the taste buds felt the unique fragrance of the egg fried rice, they felt that the scalding of the egg fried rice was totally worth it.

All of a sudden, the entire purple bamboo forest was filled with all kinds of weird eating methods.

Some were standing, some were squatting, and some were leaning on the purple bamboo. Most of the disciples could not extricate themselves after taking the first bite, forgetting what they were doing.

All I know is to put the egg fried rice in the bowl into my mouth.

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

"Wow, it's delicious. I'm already full, but I still feel like I can have another bowl."

One of the sober disciples said while clutching his stomach as soon as he woke up.

The bamboo bowls that Wang Zhen made for them were all relatively large, so one bowl was enough to fill them up.

"Yeah, me too! What if I still want to eat!"

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

"How about we get some more and eat slowly?"

The same man with a big belly next to him thought about it and suggested it.

When the surrounding disciples who wanted to eat and were filling their stomachs heard this, their eyes lit up, and they staggered back to line up again.

"It's really delicious food, and it's hard to part with a big belly."

Wang Zhen looked at it and smiled knowingly.

Back then, when he first ate the first meal he cooked here, he was not much different from them.

Now, no matter how much I eat, I don't feel anything anymore.

This meal was late!

Because Wang Zhen specially ordered the ten disciples to do more, so the more than one hundred disciples all ate their bellies like melons and lay on the ground unwilling to move.

"Junior brothers! Is the egg fried rice delicious tonight?"

Seeing that everyone was full, Wang Zhen came out and asked.

"Delicious! All the disciples said in unison."

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

"think!"

When those disciples heard Wang Zhen's question, they shouted with all their might.

"Such a delicious thing, let alone eat it every day, even if you eat it for a lifetime, you won't get tired of it."

"Well, since this is the case, every night from now on, I will arrange for a junior brother to come over and cook for you. When the time comes, you must remember."

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

"Long live big brother, long live big brother!"

When the disciples heard it, they cheered in unison to express their joy.

After a while, the disciples had almost digested it.

Wang Zhen announced one more thing, that is, after eating the spiritual food, all the disciples should be responsible for cleaning up their own bowls and chopsticks, so that they can be used again next time.

Then he asked the disciples if they needed anything else.

Hearing what Wang Zhen said, a question from a disciple caught his attention.

"That is, if the Lingmi is ripe, what tools will be used to harvest it."

To be honest, if the disciple hadn't asked this question, Wang Zhen would have almost forgotten it.

You know, when he cut the Lingmi plants back then, he relied on Bai Ling'er's help to complete the task.

Back then, he didn't know how to refine weapons, so he was thinking that if he knew how to refine weapons that day, he would definitely refine a sickle to harvest Lingmi.

Now, hearing that disciple mention it, Wang Zhen thought of it again, and now he happens to know how to refine weapons!