Su Ran was tired after a long day and finally finished his work. He smelled of fireworks, the dishes were done, and there was nothing else to do, so he went back to Yueyuexuan where he stayed.

After taking a shower, he simply ate some vegetarian food brought over by Ming Le Baba.

Su Ran lay on the bed with his arms under his head and thought, at least the monks who catered for the disciples had a conscience, knowing that he was tired, so they didn't ask him to cook for the twenty or thirty monks in the courtyard.

Thinking of that cold man, his wig that fell on the ground, and his slightly stiff back, Su Ran laughed secretly.

The memory in his mind suddenly returned to the scene of treating the pets before today, and he began to think about whether the cat obediently took the medicine when he was not there.

Cats are precious creatures, and they hate taking medicine the most...

Thinking about it, he suddenly returned to ancient times. He was chased by a group of people who said he wanted to get rid of demons, and fell asleep in a daze, having a chaotic dream.

When she woke up the next day, Su Ran felt sore and dizzy all over.

Looking at the pale white curtains, he sat up suddenly and remembered the fact that he had traveled through time. He picked up the cornucopia on his waist that had been restored to its original shape and looked at the front and back: "It's been a long time."

The golden light of the cornucopia seemed to echo his words.

Su Ran raised her eyebrows, she was no longer surprised, and tried to ask: "You also think you are weird?"

The cornucopia flashed again.

Su Ran thought it was quite interesting: "Can you speak human language?"

The light of the cornucopia dimmed a lot this time and seemed unhappy, Su Ran patted it: "Then what's the use for you? Use it as a weapon, like the red wolf's frying pan, to beat people up?"

The cornucopia heard Su Ran's ridicule, and even the light was turned off.

Su Ran: "Okay, I know you're useless, so I won't embarrass you."

He said he got up and wanted to take a shower, but was stopped by the cornucopia, which was suspended in mid-air, and a line of words appeared on it: Master, I can change form, but your cultivation base is too low, so my level is too low to even speak. Can't say.

Su Ran chuckled: "Blame me for being too good?"

The cornucopia has been immersed in the world for many years, so of course it knows how to read people's faces. It rubbed Su Ran's arm with the bottom of the basin flatteringly.

Su Ran really couldn't stand a cold, hard broken basin acting like a baby with him, so she hung it on her waist and said, "Okay, how old are you still making trouble?"

A cornucopia emerges: five hundred years old.

Su Ran glanced at the gold lettering on the bottom of the basin, ignored it and went out, fetched water by the well and washed, then went to the food court on the halfway up the mountain.

Arrived at the food court.

Ming Le was already washing rice and planning to cook porridge. Seeing Su Ran's big eyes in surprise, she smiled: "Su benefactor, you are here, I thought you couldn't get up so early in the morning..."

Su Ran asked him: "Usually you cook?"

Ming Le nodded and shook his head again: "I was with Senior Brother Ming Ze, he didn't come today because he didn't feel well."

"Not feeling well?"

"Well...he is not in good health. He has been prone to fever since he was a child, and today he feels uncomfortable again." Ming Le sighed, and he carried a large pot of rice and followed Su Ran into the door .

Su Ran made a fire and let Ming Le add fuel to the fire. Seeing that he was only fifteen or sixteen years old and very weak, he said, "You should eat more nutritious food at your age."

"We all eat the same thing, and we are not allowed to cook small dishes." Ming Le said hastily.

Su Ran thought for a while: "Then if you all eat well, don't you count as a small stove?" He said that he took another seven or eight eggs and beat them into the frying pan of broad beans.

Ming Le hurriedly wanted to stop him but he didn't, "What can we do...the eggs in our temple have a fixed number, if the third uncle finds out, he will definitely be held accountable, and we will all be punished..."

Su Ran turned over the frying pan and said, "What's wrong with eating a few eggs?"

Ming Le said: "It is very difficult to raise money for charity in our monastery, so we have to live frugally."

Su Ran thought of that Grandmaster Jiheng: "Didn't your grandmaster tell you to give you money yesterday?"

Ming Le shook her head with a sad face: "No... Grandmaster didn't--the traces have gone away this morning."

This master is really top-notch. After eating and drinking, he didn't even get anything out of his hair. He ran away without even saying goodbye. Su Ran thought about it and persuaded Mingle indignantly: "What kind of master is this? He is obviously a liar. Don't worry, In the afternoon, go to the street to buy some eggs and come back."

"You can't speak ill of Grandmaster...and there is no money..." Ming Le had a bitter face.

Su Ran patted his head: "Don't worry, I'll make money."

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