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

Under the expectant gazes of many disciples, Zhu Fan took out a few more red-crested chickens and began to scald and pluck their feathers.

Seeing that Zhu Fan was having trouble dealing with the monsters, the brothers and sisters who had not yet received their share all came to help in order to get the soup as soon as possible.

"Brother Zhu, I will help you pluck the hair! I guarantee that not a single hair will be left!"

"Brother Zhu, I will help you peel the chestnuts! I guarantee that they are all intact and nothing is wasted!"

"I'll come too!"

When they were not fighting for the soup, the brothers and sisters showed their friendly fellow-disciple friendship.

Zhu Fan thanked them and handed the red-crested chicken to them, and started to prepare other ingredients. It was convenient to have help. Zhu Fan finished all the work in a short while and just had to wait for the time to come out of the pot.

Because it was difficult to explain the existence of the rice cooker, Zhu Fan took all the ingredients back to the house to stew them.

The other disciples also knew that the alchemist was afraid of being disturbed when he was refining the elixir. Although this soup did not look like an elixir, it must not affect Junior Brother Zhu!

If their noise affected Junior Brother Zhu's performance, it would be a heinous crime and he deserved to die!

So when Zhu Fan was lying on the bed leisurely waiting for the pot to boil, the other disciples turned into husband-waiting stones and lined up obediently.

"How long do you have to wait?……"

A young disciple stared at the alchemy room eagerly.

"It takes Brother Liu about an hour to make the blood-nourishing pills. Brother Zhu's soup is so precious, it will probably take even longer.……"

"Gulu……"

Everyone stared at the alchemy room eagerly.

In the past, it usually took two or three hours to practice internal skills, and everyone was used to it.

But now, many disciples felt that one hour was so unbearable.

After about a quarter of an hour, the aroma of the soup gradually drifted out, like a hook that tightly hooked the disciples' hearts, making them deeply understand what it means to spend every second like a year.

"Slurp……"

"Brother, please restrain yourself, your saliva is dripping"

"Junior brother, you too, drooled when you turned your head"

【Beep, successfully made 'Chestnut Stewed Chicken', evaluation: good. Achievement Points: 10 points, Cultivation: 20 points]

After stewing for about 40 minutes, another pot of chicken stew was completed.

This time, Zhu Fan followed the system's instructions more carefully, and the evaluation changed from qualified to good.

"Xiaoliu, how many other criteria are there for this evaluation?" Zhu Fan asked.

【＜(￣︶￣)＞ From low to high, there are rough, qualified, good, excellent, outstanding, etc. Little brother, you still have a long way to go!】

……Why does it feel like the system is getting more and more ridiculous?

Zhu Fan was a little speechless, and then he carried the soup out with all his strength.

The disciples who were eagerly waiting thought that they would have to wait for a long time, but they didn't expect to welcome the soup they had been thinking about so soon, and immediately praised Zhu Fan with a series of flattery.

"I didn’t expect it to be so fast, I wish my junior brother great success!"

"I wish you good luck, junior brother!"

"Brother, I really admire you.……"

Zhu Fan was so flattered that he had to quickly put the soup over for them to take.

Seeing the people queuing in an orderly manner, Zhu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to rest. When he looked up, he saw the senior brother who wanted to show off to him earlier was breathing heavily.

""Brother, what are you doing?" Zhu Fan was puzzled.

Although the other brothers and sisters who had received the soup earlier were very reluctant to leave, they all returned to the forest to hunt monsters.

After all, even if they stayed here, they couldn't get more, and they still had to complete the task of hunting monsters.

"Huchi, Zhu Junior Brother, Huchi……"

The senior brother was still breathing heavily:

"Monster, huff, I can kill it at any time, huff, this heavenly taste is one less mouthful! Huff, I won't leak a drop of soup, and I can't miss a mouthful of this taste! Huff!"

Zhu Fan:...

This senior brother is really a talent!

If I stew soup here all day, you will have to live here!

Zhu Fan persuaded him that the mission was important, and the senior brother reluctantly said that he would leave after finishing this pot.

Seeing that the senior brother seemed to be very free, Zhu Fan asked the senior brother about the number of people in the two areas, and learned that about half of them were still in the forest resisting monsters and had not returned for supplies.

Most of the disciples came back around dusk to rest and replenish, and these people were just attracted by the fragrance during the day.

Zhu Fan estimated the total number of people and the amount of soup that needed to be consumed. If six pots of soup were stewed every day, it would take about five or six hours of work.

This is much easier than his 996 job in modern times, and with the help of enthusiastic senior brothers and sisters, it won't be very tiring.

Zhu Fan calculated the spirit stones and contribution points that he could earn in the next few days, and got a very satisfactory number. He got up with a smile on his face and prepared the ingredients for the next pot.

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Southeast forest, Grade A area——

""Ah!!!"

A wild boar with huge fangs howled miserably. There were several knife wounds on one side of its body, and the wounds were so deep that a lot of blood was sprayed out.

It gathered its demonic power in anger and wrapped its whole body. Like a blood-red cannonball, it rushed towards the young man in front of it.

Shen Ang was an inner disciple of Blazing Blade Peak, and he was not afraid of this third-level monster, the Angry Tooth Red Pig.

He knew that the blood-red color was a special magic of the Angry Tooth Red Pig, which could greatly improve its combat effectiveness in a short period of time. He only needed to wait for the magic to expire and the Angry Tooth Red Pig to fall into a weak period, and then he could easily kill the monster.

Shen Ang used his body skills to dodge the brute force of the Angry Tooth Red Pig several times.

After a while, the monster was seen panting, and the light on its body gradually dissipated.

Just when Shen Ang was about to give this guy a fatal blow, a wind blade attacked him. He was forced to retreat and dodge.

When he looked up, he saw a third-level monster Iron-winged Bird charging and releasing several wind blades towards him.

Shen Ang cursed his bad luck and dodged the attack of the Iron-winged Bird. Just as he retreated, the Angry-fanged Red Pig escaped from the other side.

The attack of the Iron-winged Bird continued. Shen Ang, who was disturbed, became furious and decided to deal with this troublemaker first and then hunt down the pig.

After about a quarter of an hour, Shen Ang dealt with the Iron-winged Bird and chased after the Angry-fanged Red Pig without taking a rest.

His current position is very close to the defense zone of the outer disciples. At first, Shen Ang wanted to use the formation's ability to intercept third-level monsters to block its way, but he didn't expect that something was wrong as he walked. His position was obviously about to enter the defense zone of the outer disciples.

""Oops!" Shen Ang thought of something and was suddenly shocked.

It was probably because the Angry-fanged Red Pig fell into a weak period and its realm temporarily dropped to the second level. It passed through the formation and entered the Class B defense area.

Although it is weak and injured now, it is still fighting, and it is very likely to counterattack frantically before it dies.

The outer disciples are likely to be seriously injured. If the disciples who have just entered the sect encounter it, they may die!

Thinking of this, Shen Ang was anxious and hurriedly followed the traces.

On the other side, the disciples who were queuing for soup felt a strange vibration.

The disciple in the first line frowned:"Don't push, the pot is shaking!"

The disciple behind him said strangely:"No one moved... but why do I seem to hear some sound?"

"It sounds like something is roaring?"

"Ah! Senior Brother, behind!!!"

A young disciple in the Body Tempering Realm pointed in horror in the direction of the forest behind him - he saw a ferocious demon pig, with its mouth open and sharp fangs exposed. It looked particularly ferocious with blood all over its body, and was panting heavily, as if it was also attracted by the fragrance.

It felt that the humans in front were not strong, and there was a smell next to those people that attracted it.

In order to recover its strength as soon as possible, it charged at those people without hesitation!

"It’s the third-level monster, the Angry-fanged Red Pig!"

"It, it's coming!"

"Damn, soup——"

The angry red pig charged at an extremely fast speed. Several disciples were about to stop it, but they were too late.……

‘With a bang, in front of the disciples' eyes, the pot of priceless treasure in their hearts was knocked over by the pig and scattered all over the ground.

"Evil beast! Seeking death!!!"