Seven forty.

Ji Ruo said to the guests who were queuing up with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry guests, it's the first time we're doing business, and I didn't know that business would be so good, and breakfast has been sold out~"

The guests in line were a little upset, but they didn't say much.

They just hadn't drunk Ji Ruo's porridge in person, but they just saw that there were many people queuing here, so they followed and lined up.

In the process of queuing, because of the elixir that Ji Ruo added to the white porridge, as well as the 'delicious +3' effect of the increase of [Cooking Arts (Elementary)], the white porridge smelled very fragrant, and I was looking forward to it.

But since Ji Ruodu said that it was sold out, then they couldn't do anything, so the crowd gradually dispersed.

Of course, Ji Ruo can re-cook the porridge, there is an iron sand palm that is out of the magic level, and it won't be long before Ji Ruo re-cooks a pot of porridge.

But if you want to take a break, you've made a lot of money!

He counted the little money he had made this morning over and over again, and he was in a good mood - this is almost back to basics!

Elixir? What elixir? That thing doesn't even have to calculate the cost!

The snacks sold by Ji Ruo are much more expensive than the staple food, but Ji Ruo doesn't care.

When a person begins to weigh the pros and cons of everything, then he is already an adult.

The food he made was so popular, Ji Ruo was very happy.

Xiao Hu Wang drank the porridge silently, and his mood became a little happier, but he was still a little depressed.

He looked at the pot of rice in front of him, unusually speechless.

After thinking about it, Hu Wang took a deep breath, stood up, took out the crumpled ten yuan, and said, "Boss, give, porridge money." ”

Ji Ruo was a little surprised: "What did you pay, I said that I invited you to eat." ”

"Boss, I'll call you boss one last time, I'm very grateful for teaching me Tai Chi ......"

"Wait a minute." Ji Ruo scratched his head: "Little Hu Wang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Hu Wang was a little angry and said: "I'm still young, but I'm not stupid, if it's because I can't afford to pay, you don't want to teach me real kung fu, you just say it, don't be so perfunctory to me!" ”

"Why am I perfunctory to you?"

"Don't think I don't know, cultivating iron sand palm requires a specific medicinal solution, and the iron sand used in the cultivation process is also iron sand! You give me a pot of rice and let me practice iron sand palms! It's not perfunctory, it's nothing! ”

He felt that he had been deceived, although it was reasonable, Ji Ruo was not obliged to teach him martial arts, but Ji Ruo gave him hope, and tore up this hope with his own hands, he couldn't accept it.

Children, the most annoying thing is that adults deceive themselves.

"I'm not perfunctory." Ji Ruo spread his hands: "You said that cultivating the iron sand palm requires a specific medicinal solution, and use iron sand?" Why? Isn't it because of the help of iron sand cultivation that the damage to the human body is too great?

And with rice there will be no such problems, the same is grinding, in essence, the nature is not much different, the progress is slow, but it is not completely impossible to practice. ”

Ji Ruo didn't say nonsense.

The martial arts awarded to him by the system, although the cultivation method may seem a little strange, is indeed a real cultivation method.

No matter who it is, it can be practiced, it's just a matter of how fast it takes to cultivate.

"Little Hu Wang, look, I'll show you a demonstration."

Ji Ruo said, took out a new basin, and poured half of the rice in the basin in front of Hu Wang.

Then Ji Ruo put his hands into the pile of rice and began to stir-fry. ’

"Normally, the iron sand palm is a kind of hard kung fu that can be attacked and defended by using iron sand and medicinal materials as practice aids and cultivated through specific practice methods.

After a long period of cultivation, the iron sand palm has the ability to open bricks and crack stones, and has the effect of high temperature. ”

Ji Ruo earnestly taught Xiao Hu Wang's iron sand palm some theoretical knowledge, and at the same time, a pair of meat palms were interspersed and turned in the rice pile, and it looked like he was really practicing.

Wang Yun was slightly surprised.

Ji Ruo's theoretical foundation is quite solid, and the whimsical idea of 'replacing 'rice with' iron sand and gradually cultivating martial arts is also eye-catching.

Moreover, if you look at the action of turning your palm, it seems to be more standard than in some teaching videos on the Internet......

But the problem is, you really use rice to practice iron sand palms!

"Actually, I personally think that it doesn't matter whether the iron sand palm is practiced with iron sand or not, this itself is a process of sharpening the body to make it undergo some kind of controllable transformation, what is it to practice or not?"

Ji Ruo said as he added some spirit plant vegetables that had already been processed to the rice pile - there was no condition in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain before, but now Ji Ruo has set up a snack stall and obtained [Cooking Skills (Elementary)], so he naturally wants to fry the rice more deliciously.

Hu Wang watched in a daze as Ji Ruo used rice to cultivate the iron sand palm, and even gradually fried it, and the fragrance slowly rose.

When Ji Ruo first started to put Lingzhi vegetables in the rice pile, Wang Yun and Hu Wang subconsciously thought that Ji Ruo was using some medicinal herbs that looked like vegetables to assist in cultivation, until Ji Ruo started to put seasonings......

After a short time, Ji Ruo fried a small half pot of rice, which was full of color, flavor and flavor.

If you ignore it, if you force it by hand, it looks really delicious.

"Give, taste?" Ji Ruo gave Hu Wangsheng a bowl.

"Old, boss......" Hu Wang was convinced, Ji Ruo was really teaching him martial arts with his heart, and it was in the least consuming way, but ......

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I was suspicious of you before...... But boss, isn't it a bit unhygienic for you to fry rice directly by hand like this? ”

"Unhygienic?"

Ji Ruo glanced at him in surprise: "Xiao Hu Wang, what do you think the purpose of practicing martial arts?" Warriors are going to fight demons, is it possible that when you fight demons in the wild in the future, you will be hungry, and you will have to wait for you to finish your personal hygiene and cooking? ”

Hu Wang was stunned for a moment.

Ji Ruo continued: "In that case, some of them are good to eat, there is no condition for you to be particular, and ......"

As he spoke, Ji Ruo's palm flipped over, and the incomprehensible level of iron sand palm ignited a blazing white flame, and the temperature was extremely high: "The iron sand palm is a hard palm technique with both high temperature and hardness.

It is sterilized at high temperatures and is as hard as iron, which is the most suitable for cooking.

The most important thing is that you are still in elementary school, and it is the time to grow your body, and you can't use the formal practice method to practice the iron sand palm, I am also thinking about you! ”

In line with the principle of not wasting it, Ji Ruo explained while starting to eat fried rice with Rosie.

This pair of master and servant have a lot of appetite, and it won't take much time to eat up this small half pot of fried rice.

Hu Wang suddenly realized: "I see, boss, you know so much!" I'm going to practice! ”

"Hehe, how else do you say I'm the boss?"

Ji Ruo smiled, let Hu Wang practice first, and ask himself if he didn't understand anything, and he himself cleaned up the mess left by the guests with Rosie, and began to prepare for the things to be sold at noon by the way.

He decided to sell fried rice at noon, well, add some meat from a one-star demon beast and fry it together, it will definitely be better to sell!

When the time comes, a piece of fried rice will be sold for ten yuan and make a fortune!

Wang Yun looked at Ji Ruo, and then at Hu Wang, who was seriously cultivating the Iron Sand Palm, and his mind was very messy.

She admits that Ji Ruo's theory still has a little truth, but ...... That's, isn't it?!

Wang Yun pondered for a moment, and suddenly put his hand into the pot of rice in front of Hu Wang, feeling it with his heart.

Not to mention, it's quite comfortable......

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