Along the way, there was Elder Song escorting on the side, and the danger was not encountered, but the speed of this march was a little too slow.

It's only halfway through the journey, and it's already been completely given.

Fortunately, Elder Song had already prepared and took out a few oil lamps and distributed them to the disciples, otherwise they would have to leave blindly.

"Let's rest here first and eat."

Elder Song, who was escorting the escort on the side, said.

said that it was time to eat, and everyone who was originally tired suddenly became even more tired.

Rice? Did you mention bringing food at the time?

Many of them had never been to Shining City before, and they didn't know how long it would take to get there from Hundred Swords Mountain.

Also, I didn't mention that I wanted to bring food when I signed up!

Even those who thought of the dinner problem only thought that it would be sent by Elder Song.

What should I do now?

Many people haven't even eaten breakfast or lunch, because of the damn rules, they can only have one dinner.

The brothers and sisters in charge of them didn't mention this matter either, could it be that they all tacitly thought they knew?

"None of you have ......"

Elder Song's words stopped before he could finish speaking.

He asked, with a strong scent.

This scent......

Elder Song searched for the place where the fragrance emanated, and then found it.

It's Ma Zhiyuan's kid, what's in that bamboo tube in his hand? Why is it so fragrant?

Originally, it was planned that this place should let their group of new disciples find the ingredients by themselves, so that they could adapt to the life they would experience in the future, so these disciples did not receive any news of bringing their own dinner.

But the bamboo tube that Ma Zhiyuan brought suddenly disrupted part of his plan.

Yes, only partially.

No matter what was in the bamboo tube in Ma Zhiyuan's hand, he could be sure that it was food, so this part of the plan was that Ma Zhiyuan couldn't find the ingredients.

It didn't hurt, because when he looked around like this, the others obviously didn't bring dinner.

But the problem now is that everyone's attention is on the scent at the back of the line, and they don't want to listen to him.

"Dashan, what's the matter, bamboo tube fried rice, do you want to eat it?"

Ma Xiao dangled in front of Ma Dashan with the bamboo tube with the lid open, obviously not noticing the gaze of the people around him.

"What's that, it smells so good?"

"Hmph, bamboo egg fried rice."

"Egg fried rice?"

Ma Dashan swallowed his saliva as he spoke, and his eyes accidentally glanced around.

Forehead? What's going on? Why are you looking at this?

He poked Ma Xiao gently.

"Hmph, this rice is not an ordinary rice, it is steamed in a bamboo tube throughout the whole process, and it will taste sweet and fragrant with bamboo. In addition, there are not only eggs in this egg fried rice, but also ham and meat, and I also added some celery cubes to make this rice less monotonous and greatly improve the taste...... Why, I can't wait until I'm done. ”

Ma Xiao was unhappy because Ma Dashan poked him from time to time, and he wanted to introduce him in one go, but who knew that Ma Dashan always wanted to interrupt him.

looked at Ma Dashan, and wanted to complain a few more words, but saw Ma Dashan's eyes fluttering.

Ma Xiao also realized something and slowly turned his head.

"Ma Zhiyuan, I don't know where you got this bamboo egg fried rice from?"

Elder Song asked with a smile on his face, as if the leader next door was asking for a very ordinary greeting.

But Ma Xiaoke didn't think it was a friendly greeting, at least not in this environment.

"Song, Elder Song......"

Ma Xiao hurriedly closed the lid and stood up.

"I've made this, I've done it myself."

Ma Xiao suddenly remembered the problem of the door rules of Baijian Mountain.

I actually brought food now, I was caught, and I was going to finish, what should I do?

"Well, I guess you probably didn't understand what I was asking. Where does the ingredients for this egg fried rice come from? ”

It's still the same smile.

I don't seem to be angry at all, but I'm actually quite angry inside.

Ma Xiao guessed.

And the disciples around who were hungry to watch the play were all speculating about how the horse would be cleaned up.

Without exception, no one thinks that Ma Xiao can be well.

"I—I found it in the mountains and forests."

If the senior brothers bought it, then he would have no kitchen in the future, and he would not be able to cook happily!

"It's over, this inner disciple is estimated to be kicked down the mountain."

"Yes, not everyone can enter the mountains and forests."

"He's so good, he can actually find ingredients from the mountains and forests."

"I want to have a meal right now."

"I knew that cultivation was so hard, I might as well continue to help my dad farm, at least I wouldn't be hungry."

All kinds of words are whispering.

"Really?"

Elder Song asked rhetorically.

Why do you ask? Is it to detect if I'm lying?

"Yes, yes."

Ma replied with a sigh of relief.

Elder Song is notoriously strict in the Hundred Swords Mountain, and this point has been mentioned many times by the senior brothers and sisters in charge of these disciples.

Ma Dashan, who was sitting on the side of Ma Xiao, naturally knew this.

He was covering his eyes with one hand, not daring to look at the next scene.

Will Elder Song directly beat Ma Xiao's ass with a teaching stick for a while?

I heard that Elder Song had such a wooden stick woven from wicker, and said that because he had beaten too many disciples, the stick had spirituality, but he had never seen his true body.

When everyone thought that Ma Xiao was going to be finished, unexpectedly, Elder Song actually said something that made them doubt their ears.

"Yes, yes, the rest of you should learn from you Ma Zhiyuan and know the importance of food when you go out. In the future, you will have to go down the mountain to experience, and you must master such basic things, otherwise you may face starvation. I don't want the disciples who go out of Baijian Mountain to starve to death in the end. ”

What? Actually praised him?!

"Okay, so is Ma Zhiyuan the only one who has food now?"

Elder Song asked.

The disciples sitting on the ground, you look at me, I look at yours, obviously there is nothing to eat.

"If you don't want to go hungry, go find the ingredients. Otherwise, just bear with it, the next meal won't be until tomorrow. ”

After speaking, Elder Song sat down.

Looking for, looking for ingredients!? Are you mistaken?

Except for Ma Xiao, everyone else looked at Elder Song in disbelief.

But it was obvious that Elder Song didn't care about what was going on on their side, because he had already closed his eyes and cultivated.

It's a joke to let them look for ingredients in this deep mountain and old forest, not to mention how dangerous it is, but whether they can find something to eat is a question, is it to let them hunt?

Their group of disciples is not very financially strong, but at least they can eat enough, and whether it is rice or dishes, which one is not bought with money? They don't sit idle, run around to find out what they can eat in the wild.

Even if a family like Ma Dashan kills pigs, it is also a pig raised by himself, can domestic and wild pigs be the same?