Chapter 52: Is a pot that can't be powered an electrical appliance? 【Ask for collection and follow-up】

Looking at the several ingredients on this formula, Luo Yu returned to the place where the dream began.

The back kitchen of the cafeteria was preparing for today's lunch, Luo Yu pushed the door in and found Aunt Zhang who was preparing food.

"Xiaoyu, what are you going to take away from the cafeteria this time?" Aunt Zhang's hand movements did not stop, and she cut a whole cabbage into shredded vegetables of uniform thickness in three or two clicks.

"Don't take anything this time, Aunt Zhang, can you please make me a cold dish? I've been eating too much lately, I feel a little fat, and I want to lose weight. ”

Aunt Zhang thought back to the amount of food Luo Yu had cooked in the past two days, not to mention the lot, it was enough for the other people to eat in the entire bedroom.

"Tell me, it's too complicated for me to do." Aunt Zhang didn't say yes, after all, she is not a professional chef, and she can't cook many dishes.

"Just mix a cabbage heart, put two spoonfuls of sesame sauce, a drop of sesame oil, and then squeeze two lemons, and nothing else.

A large cup of soy milk and a banana are enough. Luo Yu thought of a rhetoric on the way here.

These ingredients, such as sesame oil and sesame sauce, are easily available in supermarkets, but he uses too little of them to eat the leftovers, so he can only wait for them to expire in the dormitory.

It is better to come to the canteen and buy these materials directly, which can not only save some money, but also eliminate waste.

"It's easy, you wait here." Aunt Zhang smiled, thinking it was a complicated dish, but it turned out to be a small cold dish.

Within a few minutes, Aunt Zhang walked back, and had already thoughtfully packed Luo Yu's customized cold dishes into a packing box, and also carried a plastic bag, which contained a cup of soy milk and bananas.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang, you can estimate the price, and then swipe the meal card." Although Luo Yu is frugal, he still has to spend the money he still spends.

Aunt Zhang waved her hand: "Two pieces of soy milk, one banana, forget about that cold dish, you know if you have helped in the canteen, there is nothing to use some materials." ”

Luo Yu didn't insist anymore.

When I used to be in the cafeteria, the happiest thing every day was to wait for the busy finish, and everyone used the leftover materials to cook and eat, especially green leafy vegetables, which the school required that could not be left overnight, and it was a waste not to eat.

It only cost three yuan, Luo Yu solved all the materials needed for the spiritual liquid, and it is estimated that he is also the only one among the immortal cultivators.

Back in the dormitory, Luo Yu took out the instant noodle pot non-stop, but after plugging it in, there was no response at all, and the power light was always dim.

The air conditioner was still on, indicating that there was no power outage.

"It's still too reluctant after all." Luo Yu sighed, since the electricity is not available, he can only rely on himself to heat it in the future.

As soon as he poured the mixed cold vegetables into the pot, Luo Yu was eating bananas, when he suddenly heard a dense sound of footsteps in the corridor, and then the dormitory door was pushed open.

"The student council will check the bed."

As soon as the door opened, four or five people in suits and ties, who didn't know what they thought were insurance salesmen, walked in with their heads held high.

As soon as he entered the door, the tall and thin young man led by him saw the instant noodle pot on Luo Yu's table.

"Illegal electrical appliances, confiscated." The young man was arrogant, and he said that he was going to take the pot away.

Before he could walk in front of the pot, Luo Yu stepped forward and stopped him.

"Illegal appliances? Where? Luo Yu asked indifferently.

The young man was tall and strong, but somehow, when he faced Luo Yu, he was a little weak.

"You... Isn't that the one behind you? The young man thought about his identity as a student union, and immediately straightened his back again.

"Do you see this pot is electrified?" Luo Yu said, giving up his position.

The young man walked to the side of the pot, touched the edge of the pot, and then checked the switch of the instant noodle pot, and for a while his brain seemed to be a little insufficient.

Is a pot that can't be powered an electrical appliance?

If it doesn't even count as an electrical appliance, it certainly can't be considered a non-compliant electrical appliance.

Isn't that an illegal electrical appliance confiscated?

It's not an illegal electrical appliance and a fart!

"Then why did you pour the dish into the pot?" The youth suddenly realized something.

If it's not for heating, what's the point of the pot in the bedroom? Alchemy?

"I like the sense of ceremony, you don't care about that?" Luo Yu still answered fluently.

The young man stopped talking, scratched his head in confusion, and then walked back to the door silently: "Sorry classmate, I'm sorry to disturb." ”

As he walked to the next dormitory, the young man's mind was still echoing with this question.

After a few people left, Luo Yu looked at the instant noodle pot that had been broken, but he didn't expect it to be just right today and avoid a storm.

Throw the finished banana peel into the pot, add soy milk, and then put your hands on both sides of the pot to continue to stimulate the crimson fire.

As the temperature rises, the soy milk in the pot begins to boil, and after the water evaporates, the soy milk begins to become viscous and the taste becomes strange.

The smell of beans, the fresh fruitiness of lemon and banana, the smell of sesame oil and sesame paste, and the vegetable-scent of cabbage are unsurprisingly sour.

This smell is difficult to describe, but it is definitely a forbidden place that ordinary humans dare not set foot in, just smelling it, Luo Yu felt a little physiologically uncomfortable.

Over time, the pungent sensation of this smell gradually reaches its peak.

Luo Yu, who is an immortal cultivator in the Foundation Building Realm, even has to hold his breath, otherwise he is afraid that he will not hold back and spit directly on the floor.

After a few more minutes, the unreasonable phenomenon reappeared.

The soy milk in the instant noodle pot that was almost solidified seemed to have been diluted and turned into liquid again, and the other ingredients in the pot magically melted.

Luo Yu tried to smell it.

"Huh?"

What he smelled was a very mellow fragrance, although it was very heavy, but he didn't feel tired after a few more smells, but it was fresh and pleasant.

The contrast between the front and back was too great, and Luo Yu even thought that there was something wrong with his sense of smell.

Pour the spiritual liquid into the transparent water cup, the milky white liquid is very clear, and there is no impurity in sight, just like milk.

Picked it up and tasted it, the taste was as sweet as Luo Yu had never imagined, and it tasted better than any drink he had drunk before.

If you sell it in the supermarket, you will definitely be able to kill all similar competitors in seconds.

After drinking the spiritual liquid, Luo Yu felt the changes in Zhihai, and the wind was calm at first.

It didn't take long for waves to suddenly set off on the calm sponge of Zhihai, and the huge waves were like water dragons, beginning to expand the territory.

At the same time, Luo Yu also felt a tingling pain in his brain, as if someone was pricking him with a needle inside.

Luo Yu hurriedly sat down on the chair, gritted his teeth and insisted, he knew that this was the price of taking a shortcut, since he wanted to speed up his cultivation, he had to suffer the corresponding consequences.

He didn't know how long this process lasted, but the dense beads of sweat, which kept dripping, had completely soaked the A4 paper on the desk.