Chapter 782: Extra, Luo Haoyang (11)

"Cooking is very important."

After gobbling up the immortal meal and spiritual food provided by the school, Du Zhuang said to Luo Haoyang with tears in his eyes.

There is no harm without contrast.

I thought that the immortal meal he ate before was delicious enough, but compared with the school, why is there such a big difference in taste between the immortal meal and the same raw materials?

Woowoo woo โ€”

Du Zhuang remembered that the immortal meals made into 'pig food' by his own mother were simply beating his chest and feet, which were proper tyrannical things.

Du Zhuang looked depressed, but he couldn't say it in front of his new friends if he complained like this, the poor people couldn't even afford to eat the fairy meal, and he couldn't open his eyes to complain in front of him that his own mother cooked the fairy meal was not delicious?

Du Zhuang can't do such a showy thing.

In the end, he could only eat all the food on his plate with tears in his eyes, and then licked the plate despite the stunned and surprised eyes of the people around him, and then stared at Luo Haoyang's bowl for a few seconds with his eyes still in half, and then forcibly removed his gaze, forcing himself to focus on Luo Haoyang's face who was eating slowly, and asked very puzzled: "Why do you eat so slowly?" โ€

He scratched his head: "What's even stranger is that I have a feeling that such an invincible and delicious meal is so stunned that you can't eat it?" โ€

Luo Haoyang: "......"

He looked at the remaining immortal meals on his plate, and then remembered Du Zhuang's fierce eating appearance and licking behavior just now, and for a while he had a feeling that he couldn't bear to look at Du Zhuang directly.

He sighed in his heart, and wanted to say to Du Zhuang: Young man, you are the truth.

I usually eat spiritual food made by my mother's plant pet who can only cook. Now that he has suddenly changed to eat the immortal meal with more than one grade of lower quality, the cooking skills of the master chef of the school cafeteria are far inferior to the grassy ones...... Isn't he just not able to swallow now?

But he wouldn't say anything like that.

After thinking about it, as long as he is still in school, as long as his identity has not been exposed, then he will have to adapt to this kind of lunch.

And Dad also said that men can't be too hypocritical and can't endure hardship.

After thinking like this, he suddenly accelerated the speed of eating, and when he ate the last drop of immortal rice on the plate, Luo Haoyang still secretly decided in his heart that he would divide this "invincible and delicious" immortal meal in advance to the snack in front of him from tomorrow.

He made excuses for himself, otherwise it would be too spicy to watch someone lick the plate next to him every day.

Besides, didn't my mother say it too?

As a monk, it is more important to do everything according to your heart. So he really couldn't think of a reason why he had to embarrass himselfโ€”

Du Zhuang didn't know what Luo Haoyang was thinking, and he was finally relieved to see that he quickly handed over the rest of the immortal meal.

Put the dinner plate in the designated place and leave the cafeteria, and the two of them walked all the way to the training ground.

On the way, Du Zhuang didn't think much about it and said to Luo Haoyang with a big grin: "Fortunately, you finished eating, hehe, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to stand it and rob you if I continue to watch you eat." โ€

He said with a crying face: "Woo, I'm going to eat slowly from tomorrow...... Such delicious things can only be eaten slowly to achieve their true taste. โ€

Speaking of this, he almost burst into tears: "Fortunately, I came here to study, otherwise I really didn't know that there was such a delicious spiritual food and fairy food in the world, just for the chef here, I think it would be worth it if I could make my whole life study here." โ€

"That's all you need?" Luo Haoyang squinted at Du Zhuang, "Although the chef here has good cooking skills, he is not top-notch. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Belch...... What did you say? โ€

Du Zhuang swallowed his saliva, looked at Luo Haoyang and almost lost his temper, and stammered: "You, you said that the chef's cooking skills here are just good......

After he finished speaking, he shook his head again, looked at Luo Haoyang suspiciously, and his brain moved quickly: "No, haven't you ever eaten an immortal meal?" โ€

"But I've eaten something more delicious than this." Luo Haoyang is arrogant.

"Yes, your mother did it?" Du Zhuang swallowed several more mouthfuls of saliva.

"Well, my mom can make it delicious, too." Luo Haoyang nodded, "But my father is reluctant to let my mother cook often, but our chef's cooking skills are not bad, and he can turn decay into magic." โ€

"Haoyang, we're already good friends, right?" Du Zhuang leaned over and grabbed Luo Haoyang's arm very affectionately, with a flattering face, "Good friends should interact with each other more, right?" So today, no, today we have promised Hua Ya...... Well, then tomorrow, tomorrow I'll invite you to my house first, and by the way, have dinner at my house. Then the day after tomorrow, you will invite me to your house to have fun, okay? โ€

Luo Haoyang: "......"

Then he looked at Du Zhuang and frowned: "Didn't you say that your mother's cooking is not delicious?" โ€

It's not delicious and you're embarrassed to keep it for yourself?

Du Zhuang: "......"

He looked at Luo Haoyang sadly: "Actually, it's not as bad as you said...... You've always been accustomed to eating your own food, and maybe you will find it delicious after a change of taste? โ€

Luo Haoyang looked at Du Zhuang with disdain: "Do you believe what you said?" โ€

Du Zhuang: "......"

Then he laughed awkwardly, laughing and begging at Luo Haoyang.

โ€œ.โ€ฆ..โ€

Luo Haoyang looked at the sky speechlessly, and finally couldn't stand it and said: "If you really like food, you can do it yourself." โ€

He looked at Du Zhuang and said: "You are a single spirit root of the wood system, and your understanding and comprehension of plants should be far stronger than ordinary." This is your advantage, as long as you want to make a good fairy meal, it is not difficult at all. โ€

"That's right."

Luo Haoyang's words seemed to Du Zhuang to open the door to a new world for him, his eyes lit up, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he patted his head and smirked repeatedly: "Yes, do it yourself." Why didn't I think of it before? โ€

Luo Haoyang: "If you really want to learn, I can ask someone to sort out a jade slip about cooking skills for you when I go back." I'll be able to bring you another breakfast tomorrow so you can feel the craftsmanship of a real top chef. โ€

"Really?" Du Zhuang looked at Luo Haoyang in surprise.

"Really."

Luo Haoyang nodded, but still warned seriously, "But you'd better not be too anxious, and don't get obsessed with it, after all, you still have to focus on cultivation and studies now, otherwise if other things take up too much of your time, you will be dropped out of school after failing the annual assessment, and the gains will outweigh the losses." โ€

"I know, I know. I'm not going to give up my roots. โ€

Du Zhuang responded again and again, and his mood became extremely good, and after a while, he suddenly asked Luo Haoyang: "By the way, Hua Jiao jumped out to teach Hua Ya a lesson before, and it looked like she was packing for me, but you actually reminded me when she wanted to use me as her gun, right?" โ€

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