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

After Zhu Fan had eaten and drunk his fill, he pushed open the door with the pot in his hand.

He was shocked to see that the door was full of disciples, all of whom were squatting outside, panting and swollen. They all looked as if they had done some intense exercise.

Zhu Fan had a question mark floating above his head.

What was going on?

When Zhu Fan first came to take over, the outside was indeed surrounded by disciples who were scrambling for soup in the first two days.

Later, the disciples found that Zhu Fan would regularly replenish the empty pots to ensure that everyone had enough, so they felt relieved. After receiving the pots, they returned to the mountains and forests to resist monsters. After all, the sect mission was also very important.

In the next few days, some disciples would occasionally squat for a while to encounter new products, but most of the time they still had to hunt monsters.

Zhu Fan hadn't seen the disciples gathered so well at the door for a long time.

And why are you all out of breath?

Is the situation of resisting monsters so critical?

Zhu Fan had a lot of question marks in his head, but the other brothers didn't care, and their eyes were fixed on the pot in Zhu Fan's hand.

Caught up! Hahaha, I caught up!

The disciples stared at the braised chicken nuggets with their mouths watering.

The only bad thing was that there were too many people squatting here, and the pot was too small, so some people might not get a share...

The disciples looked at each other, their eyes gradually becoming wary.

"Brothers, wait a moment, I'll get the rice out."

Zhu Fan put down the pot, turned around and went into the house to get the rice.

The moment he turned around, the other disciples moved at once, rushing to line up in front of the pot with agility and speed far beyond their normal.

And because everyone had the same idea, several people bumped into each other and fell on the spot.

Then when Zhu Fan came out, he saw a group of people lying on the ground, and a crowd of people squeezed in front of the pot. The gaps between people were denser than Shanghai Metro Line 9.

The disciple at the front held on even though he was about to be squeezed away by the people behind him, and even gritted his teeth for fear of spilling the soup from the pot. He really, I cried to death

""Brother, save some, save some!"

The disciples in front took three portions one by one, and the disciples behind had red eyes.

The cultivators' eyesight and accuracy are beyond words.

The meat was piled up full with one scoop, and the rice, if they were not afraid of breaking the bowl, they could have compressed the rice into dry food.

The disciples who came later shouted to the brother to show mercy, but when they started to do it themselves, they pressed the rice more fiercely than the ones in front.

Zhu Fan had watched several disciples deform the iron basin with their own hands.

And those disciples still disliked the basin for causing trouble, and were already thinking about asking the people in the Forging Peak to make a sturdy and durable basin for the magic weapon.

The first few disciples ate the braised chicken over rice, their eyes filled with tears of happiness.

The disciples queuing behind them gnashed their teeth in anger as they watched those people become more ruthless than each other.

Zhu Fan had used his spiritual power to make the pot as big as possible when cooking, but there were too many disciples and it was still not enough.

When the last piece of chicken was served, the remaining disciples had already started to fight for the right to lick the pot. The disciples who didn't get to eat were heartbroken and had miserable faces after losing their loved ones, but they were determined to be in the lead next time!

The birds and beasts in the forest, like the miserable shooter who was caught four times in five minutes, felt the fear of repeated military training.……

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"Sister, this doesn't seem right.……"Shen Ang's expression was solemn.

He and Ruan Man had missed out on Junior Brother Zhu's new delicacies several times!

Why was this happening?

My braised food... my chicken nuggets...

When Shen Ang thought of the treasures he had missed, he felt as if a raging pig was crawling on his body.

"I also discovered it."

Ruan Man squatted for a while, watching the group of disciples skillfully opening the Chifengzhao and jumping back and forth, thinking:

"They used Junior Brother Zhu Fan's production time to hunt monsters, and then returned on time. As long as they didn't miss a meal, they could catch up with Junior Brother Zhu Fan to serve the new product.……"

"What should we do then?"

Shen Ang was worried.

Zhu Fan's B-level No. 10 defense zone was still some distance away from the defense zone where the siblings were. It also took a lot of spiritual power to activate the flying magic tool. They couldn't go back and forth so many times a day like the disciples here.

Moreover, the third and fourth level monsters had thick skin and flesh, which often delayed a lot of time.

"If we can't win by quantity like them, then we should win by quality and find a way to hit the target with one strike!"

Ruan Man chuckled and flew to the Forging Peak with Shen Ang.

"Senior sister, senior brother, what kind of magic weapon do you want to forge?"

The disciples of the Forging Peak were very enthusiastic when they saw Ruan Man wearing the uniform of a personal disciple.

"How long will it take to make two empathetic wooden puppets?" Ruan Man asked

"Half an hour"

"Okay, we want two empathic wooden puppets."

Ruan Man nodded and handed over her rice bowl:

"Also, please, brother, find a way to reinforce this!"

"Me too, please reinforce mine too."

Shen Ang also handed over his rice bowl.

The disciple from the Forging Peak took the two bowls, and the corners of his mouth twitched obviously.

Red iron... Emerald crystal...

Which bastard who squandered the resources of nature molded such expensive materials into this shape???

Red iron is a good material for making guns! How could it be made into... something that looks like a wash basin?!

And it's molded so ugly!!!

And Emerald crystal, which is very suitable for making array plates, how could it be cut into the shape of a basin?

If the array master saw such a thing, he would be so angry that he would curse!

The disciple from the Forging Peak took the bowl with a regretful expression on his face and arranged it for other disciples.

He really couldn't think of how to reinforce these two unfortunate things.

The disciple who was forced to take over was like a poor designer who met a brainless client. He had a painful face and lost a few hairs when he walked back.

Half an hour later-

Ruan Man stretched out her hand to pinch the reinforced rice bowl, with a satisfied expression:"Excellent technique, thank you junior brother!"

"……If you are satisfied, please find another senior brother next time!"

The disciple from the Forging Peak looked like he was screwed.

During this extremely long hour, the disciple from the Forging Peak felt that his professionalism and aesthetic sense were rubbed back and forth on the ground by this ugly and wasteful broken basin... It was really eye-catching.

It was too painful to look at it any more.

Ruan Man didn't know how much psychological damage her basin had caused to a young disciple. After putting away the basin, she took Shen Ang to the magic hall to learn a spell. The empathetic wooden puppet, after dripping blood and engraving spiritual power, can use the empathetic technique to share the five senses synchronously

"Put this wooden puppet in the alchemy room, and then share the sense of smell."

Ruan Man played with the wooden puppet, her eyes excited:

"This way, we can always smell what Junior Brother Zhu cooks!"

"If we smell something we haven’t smelled before, it means that Junior Brother Zhu is making a new product! We will rush over immediately!"

Shen Ang's eyes lit up:

"In this way, we don't have to rely on luck or speed to know whether Junior Brother Zhu is making new delicacies!"

Your sister is still your sister, Shen Ang sighed and gave Ruan Man a long rainbow fart.

Then, the brother and sister quickly rushed to Zhu Fan's alchemy room.

"Ah? Want to smell more?"

Zhu Fan, who took over the two wooden puppets, was confused.

The brother and sister nodded at the same time, with sincere expressions on their faces:

"The task of hunting monsters is arduous, and it would be great if you could smell these delicacies more while being tired!"

"Junior Brother Zhu Fan, we don't want to get more shares, we just hope to smell it more often!"

Zhu Fan would not refuse such a small thing, and agreed to put the wooden puppet next to the pot.

The only thing that shocked him a little was that there were so many ways to cultivate immortals, and there was also such a mysterious operation as long-distance smelling.

The simple Zhu Fan didn't know that after he took the wooden puppet into the house, the brother and sister both showed a shrewd smile...