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nChapter 101: The reward for the top scorer, the creation of the Fantasy Dominator) _1

nTranslator: 549690339

n“Class monitor, do you have to work so hard?”

nLooking at Liang Shixian, whose face was getting paler and paler, and his eyes were slightly sunken, Ji Ruo couldn’t help but say,””lf you act like this, those who don’t know might think that you’ve rubbed too much.”

n“I’m fine.”

nLiang Shixian smiled weakly and didn’t even refute Ji Ruo.

n“I’m still young. It’s just a little blood loss. It’s easy to make up for it.”

n“You, sigh…”

nJi Ruo sighed.

n“Don’t say that I don’t take care of you, class monitor. You don’t have to work with me. I’ll cook you a bowl of blood tonic soup.”

nAs he spoke, Ji Ruo took out a small clay pot from the bottom of the cart. He raised his knife and chopped up a handful of blood replenishing spirit herbs. He put them into the clay pot and added water.

nJi Ruo was holding the fried rice in one hand and the clay pot in the other. He activated his Iron Palm and let the high temperature gather in his palm.

nJi Ruo had cooked a lot of food these days, and his Iron Palm was full of fireworks.

nIf one sniffed carefully, one could even smell garlic, chopped green onions, pepper, soy sauce… Waiting for the taste of the seasoning…

nStir-fried into the flavor belongs to…

nHowever, it was precisely because of this that Ji Ruo’s Iron Palm’s proficiency had not decreased, and he was getting closer and closer to his ‘limit’.

nJi Ruo was also curious about what the Iron Palm would look like after it surpassed the level of perfection…

nNot long after, Ji Ruo had finished cooking the blood replenishing soup. He had mixed it with many blood replenishing spirit herbs, added with the delicious 3 effect of Cooking (Low-level), and paired it with Ji Ruo’s Iron Palm that was gradually getting tastier…The soup in the claypot was boiling, and steam rose up. The fragrance was alluring.

nSome of the customers in the queue could not help but swallow their saliva when they smelled the fragrance.

n“Little Boss, what soup did you make? How much? It smells so good. I want to drink it too.”

nBecause Ji Ruo had gone to the school to memorize in advance, almost everyone in Cloud City who knew that there was a stall selling spirit herb fried rice at the entrance of No.1 Middle School knew that this white-haired little boss ‘Iron Palm was superb.

nAmong these people were students from other schools, office workers on vacation, and even the bosses of small companies who had specially brought their employees over.

nNot all of them were here to eat the Spirit Herbs Fried Rice. Most of them were here to watch the show.

nEveryone knew that these spirit herbs were mainly donated by the mysterious red-scarved gentleman to the students. Those who were not students did not eat them, and there were even many people who brought various drinks, snacks, and other things to set up stalls. They did not sell them for money, but just gave them to others and sat behind the stalls, having fun.

n“I’m sorry, this isn’t for sale. I specially cooked it for the class monitor.”

nJi Ruo said with a smile. He turned around and handed the blood replenishing elixir soup to the class monitor.”Here, class monitor. Be careful, it’s hot. Take a break after drinking. You’re already so old, why are you still so careful when doing such things? Look, you’re weak, right?”

nJi Ruo was referring to donating blood.

nHowever, perhaps Ji Ruo did not make it too clear. When the surrounding people heard Ji Ruo’s words, they all looked at Liang Shixian and smiled. Smiling…lt was a little strange.

nLiang Shixian hadn’t drunk the blood replenishing elixir soup yet, but his pale face suddenly turned red.

n“Ji Ruo! Can you explain clearly what you mean by doing this kind of thing! I’m going to donate blood!” He took out the blood donation certificate and slammed it on the table. He said angrily,”l’m donating blood! Donate blood!” The surrounding people were stunned.

n“Yeah, I’m talking about donating blood!” Class monitor, what do you think it is? Did you secretly read something that the teacher didn’t allow you to see behind my back again?”

n“What do you mean again? I’ve never seen it before!”

nThe surrounding people laughed out loud again, but this time, it was out of goodwill.

nJi Ruo cheerfully said to Luo Qian, who was washing vegetables, “Little Rosie, please supervise the class monitor to drink the medicine.”

nThe title of Culinary God came with Medicinal Cuisine (Low-level). Putting everything else aside, it was definitely not a problem to match it with a simple combination.

nIt was nutritious and delicious, and his happiness doubled! “Meow problem, Master, leave it to me!)

nLittle Rosie straightened her body and promised confidently.

nAs everyone except Ji Ruo was stunned, the little guy jumped onto the table in front of Liang Shixian with a small spoon. He stirred the clay pot twice with the spoon and scooped up a spoonful. He lowered his head and blew on it gently. His cat whiskers trembled slightly, and then he raised the spoon.

n“Meow ~(Blow, not hot, not hot ~ )”

nHe didn’t know where the little guy learned it. Even Liang Shixian, who knew that the little guy wasn’t an ordinary cat, was stunned.

nSeeing that Liang Shixian didn’t respond for a long time, Luo Qian frowned slightly. She couldn’t help but put down the spoon and jumped onto Liang Shixian’s shoulder. She reached out her claws and patted Liang Shixian’s head, saying unhappily,”” Meow -(Hurry up and drink the soup, be obedient!) ”

nShixian.•

n“Hahahaha!”

nIn the afternoon.

nBecause there were more and more people at the school gate, it had already affected the traffic situation in the surroundings.

nMoreover, this was the school gate. Why were there so many people blocking the school gate? It was not convenient for students to go to and from school!

nTherefore, the principal decided to give the students a break and let Ji Ruo and those kind-hearted people set up a stall in the school. This way, it would not affect the nearby traffic and the students in the school…

nMore and more people came to join in the fun or eat the Spirit Herbal Fried Rice. No.l Middle School had become a temporary holy land..

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