Food: Who uses an electric rice cooker to make elixirs?

Under Shen Ang's tangled eyes, Zhu Fan refused with great emotion, and even wanted to leave on the spot.

Zhu Fan really wanted to ask, Brother, what are you tangling about? Shouldn't you refuse this kind of thing on the spot?

You are not right!!!

Under Zhu Fan's threat that they would have nothing to eat if they talked about this matter again, the siblings could only show off several portions of pork kidney fried meatballs, skin jelly and soup bowls sadly.

Yes, in order to drink the soup, Ruan Man used fire to melt a piece of red refined iron, and then used gold magic to shape it into a bowl.

But her technique is really hard to describe, and it looks like a little kid playing with mud, so ugly that it makes people cry.

I don't know if the weapon refiner will curse when he sees someone wasting materials like this.

Seeing that all the things have been distributed, Zhu Fan leisurely returned to the house, let the rice cooker continue to work, and lay down comfortably.

Just when Zhu Fan was lying on the bed, trying to improve his cultivation, several disciples of Xujian Peak gathered in the woods, discussing something with serious faces.

These people were the sword-cultivating disciples who drank soup from Zhu Fan at the beginning.

""Brother, this won't work."

The youngest disciple scratched his head, looking distressed.

"Yeah, if this continues……"

Another disciple looked solemn:"There are always good things that we can't eat. How can we live like this!"

They were the first to discover Zhu Fan, this treasure brother. Although they tasted the sweetness at the beginning and had soup every day, their luck was not so good later.

When they were frying meatballs and roasting kidneys, they were outside killing monsters. When they came back, they had nothing.

Especially just now, they met a kid who was eating in front of them and smacking his lips. Isn't it infuriating!

But hunting monsters is a sect mission, and they can't just ignore it.

"I have an idea, let's hear it out and see if it works."

The leading older disciple spoke up and put forward his idea:

"Let's take the contribution points back to the main peak to exchange for a spell - Chifengzhao! I heard that this spell can make people run faster and save energy."

"I have observed the cooking, cough, and alchemy patterns of Junior Brother Zhu Fan. He usually prepares the first meal at 7:00 pm, and then fills the pot with the second, third, fourth, and so on after a period of time."

"There is a chance that new products will be refreshed during this period!"

"So, what we have to do is to wait for the first meal first, then hunt the monsters within an hour and return to the alchemy room before the second meal!"

"By analogy, we will quickly deal with the monsters and return in the interval between every two meals! In this way, we can ensure that we have a share of every meal, and if we are lucky, we can eat the new work of Junior Brother Zhu Fan!

Even if we are unlucky and have to go back and forth four or five times a day, it doesn’t matter, even if we win a prize once, it is our profit!"

Hearing this, the eyes of others lit up.

"That makes sense!"

"Senior brother is very wise!"

"What a great idea! Since we didn't catch up with Junior Brother Zhu's new work today, let's go back to the sect and get the Chifeng Zha!"

Several disciples hurriedly set off to the magic hall.

A disciple on duty was taking notes when he saw four or five disciples rushing in.

""Brother, I want to exchange for the Chifengzhao spell. Excuse me!"

The disciple on duty was a little surprised, because the disciple who wanted to exchange for the Chifengzhao was wearing the uniform of an outer disciple of Xujian Peak.

It was not easy for outer disciples to accumulate contribution points, so they usually exchange for spells with strong attack power.

The Chifengzhao spell was an auxiliary spell. Its function was just to add a shield to make the body lighter and run faster, saving energy on long journeys.

Moreover, this shield was thinner than paper. It would break if touched, and it would become ineffective if broken. It was not suitable for combat at all. Many body skills were better than this one, and usually no one exchanged for this spell.

After all, in the sect , There are spirit beasts in front of you. If you want to travel a long distance, you can just ride a horse or a bird. Why do you have to use your own legs to flutter?

Moreover, after the disciples reach the state of building the mind, the sect will also give them flying magic tools and higher-level body magic. Which one is not better than this Chifengzhao?

But anyway, the contribution points belong to others. They can spend them as they like. He can't control it. The most he can do is to do his duty as a senior brother and remind his junior brothers of the function of this magic, so that they don't understand it and waste contribution points by making the wrong exchange. Unexpectedly

, after the disciple on duty explained the function of this magic, these disciples made a decision on the spot:

"Okay, I changed!"

"Me too, please give me a copy of Chifengzhao"

"I am the same!"

Disciple on duty:"

Did I not explain it clearly enough? Why do you all seem to be more excited?"

The disciple on duty was puzzled, but he had already explained it, so if these disciples wanted to change, they could do so.

Several disciples left happily holding the magic, leaving only the disciple on duty who opened the magic introduction with a puzzled look on his face, wondering if he had missed anything.

The next day, Zhu Fan served the soup as before.

""Good morning, Junior Brother Zhu!"

Several senior brothers greeted him and went into the forest to hunt monsters.

Zhu Fan recognized these senior brothers. They were the first disciples from Xujian Peak to come to him to get soup.

What surprised him was that every disciple wanted to get dozens of servings before leaving, but this time these senior brothers didn't get anything?

Could it be that they were tired of eating bone soup?

【＜( ￣^￣)> Stupid host, you will be eliminated by the ever-improving society sooner or later if you keep using the rice cooker to cook soup! Hard work makes you a great immortal, but laziness makes you nothing, do you understand? 】

Zhu Fan never thought that he would encounter the cultural dregs of wolf-like enterprises after traveling to the world of immortal cultivation. Zhu Fan was a little helpless when he was urged to make progress by Xiao Liu. After thinking about it, he thought that there were still a lot of leftovers, so he decided to change the recipe to see if there was any suitable one.——

【Beep, get the recipe: braised pig offal. Effect: strengthen the internal organs. 】

This effect is relatively rare, Zhu Fan does not know the specific effect, but the system has never produced inferior products, which is still very trustworthy.

Braised pig offal can be used to stew many things, such as pig ears, pork strips, pig stomach, pig lungs, pig intestines, pig tails...

Anyway, it is the leftovers after making soup and meat, and the main point is to make full use of it without waste.

Shen Ang put a spell called water cleaning in the storage ring. Like the dust removal spell, it is used for cleaning and is very simple to use.

This spell was used by Zhu Fan to wash vegetables and meat, which is very convenient.

The pig intestines and lungs that were originally difficult to clean, after brushing a few water cleaning spells, can be cleaned and slippery.

First blanch the meat with hot water, and then make the marinade according to the recipe. The only trouble with this dish is to clean the ingredients, and there is no difficulty in other things.

Next- please, rice cooker mulberry! (´▽ ` ʃ ♡ƪ)

Rice Cooker: This family will fall apart without me _(:ι」∠)_This thing needs a long time to be braised, so it is reasonable for Zhu Fan to lie on the bed and wait.

During this time, the soup outside was used up, so Zhu Fan replenished it with the previous stock.

While filling the soup, Zhu Fan also saw the sword-cultivating disciples. Seeing them sitting on the ground with sweat on their faces and regulating their breathing, he felt a little strange. Did n’t these brothers go hunting monsters just now? Why are they still here?

And they look like they have run several miles...

Although it’s a bit strange, Zhu Fan just finished filling the soup and went back to the room to continue braising.

Time passed slowly, and the aroma of the braised food gradually wafted out. Several disciples who happened to come back smelled the aroma and were excited

"This taste... I hope my junior brother will have a new work, right?"

"Wow, we are so lucky!"

""I didn't get the meatballs last time when Junior Brother Zhu made them, but I got them this time!"

Several disciples were waiting expectantly. At this moment, the other disciples were still in the forest, so they would definitely get one!

Just as they were wiping their saliva, several sword cultivators suddenly rushed out of the forest.

The leading sword cultivator smelled the smell and was overjoyed.

"Haha, I've caught up with him!"

Feeling the admiring gazes of the fellow disciples behind him, the leading disciple couldn't help but straighten his chest and pinch his waist.

I am worthy of being the one who can come up with such a good idea!