Chapter 81: You can really practice
Seven forty.
Ji Ruo said to the customers who were queuing with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, dear customers, this is our first time doing business, and I didn't know that business would be so good. Breakfast is sold out~"
The customers in the queue were a little unhappy, but didn't say much.
They had never tasted the porridge cooked by Ji Ruo themselves, but they came here to queue up because they saw many people queuing here.
While waiting in line, I was looking forward to the porridge because of the elixir that Ji Ruo had added to it and the 'delicious +3' effect enhanced by [Cooking Skills (Beginner)]. The porridge smelled particularly delicious.
But since Ji Ruo said that they were all sold out, there was nothing they could do, so the crowd gradually dispersed.
Of course Ji Ruo could cook the porridge again. With his superb iron sand palm, it wouldn't take Ji Ruo long to cook a new pot of porridge.
But Ji Ruo wanted to take a break - he made a lot of money!
He counted the small amount of money he earned this morning over and over again, feeling very happy - he was almost getting his money back!
Miracle medicine? What kind of miracle medicine? You don’t even need to calculate the cost of that thing!
The snacks that Ji Ruo sells have ingredients that are much more expensive than the main dishes, but Ji Ruo doesn't care.
His main purpose is to gain achievements, so it's not a loss to exchange things that are not particularly important to him for achievement progress.
Ji Ruo was very happy that the food he cooked was so popular.
Little Huwang finished his porridge in silence, and his mood became a little happier, but still a little depressed.
He looked at the pot of rice in front of him, speechless.
After thinking for a while, Hu Wang took a deep breath, stood up, took out the wrinkled ten yuan, and said, "Boss, here's the porridge money."
Ji Ruo was a little surprised: "Why pay? I told you that this is my treat."
"Boss, I will call you Boss for the last time. I am very grateful for teaching me Tai Chi..."
"Wait a moment." Ji Ruo shook his head: "Little Hu Wang, what's wrong with you?"
Hu Wang said angrily, "I am still young, but I am not a fool. If you don't want to teach me real kung fu because I can't afford it, just say so directly. Don't give me such a perfunctory answer!"
"How did I treat you perfunctorily?"
"Don't think I don't know that practicing Iron Sand Palm requires specific medicinal liquids, and iron sand is also used in the practice process! You give me a bowl of rice and let me practice Iron Sand Palm! This is not perfunctory, what else is it!"
He felt that he had been deceived. Although Ji Ruo had no obligation to teach him martial arts, he found it hard to accept that Ji Ruo had given him hope and then tore it apart with his own hands.
As a child, what I hate most is being deceived by adults.
"I'm not being perfunctory." Ji Ruoyi spread his hands and said, "You've already said that practicing Iron Sand Palm requires the use of specific medicinal liquids and iron sand? Why? Isn't it because practicing with the help of iron sand is too harmful to the human body?
This problem does not occur when using rice. It is also a form of sharpening, and the nature is essentially the same. The progress is slower, but it is not completely impossible to practice. "
Ji Ruo did not say this nonsense.
The martial arts rewarded to him by the system, although the training method may seem a bit strange, it is indeed a real means of training.
Anyone can practice it, it's just a matter of how long it takes to achieve success.
"Look, Xiao Huwang, let me show you."
As Ji Ruo spoke, he took out a new basin and poured half of the rice in the basin in front of Hu Wang into it.
Then Ji Ruo reached into the rice and started to stir-fry.
"Normally speaking, Iron Sand Palm is a kind of palm-based hard Kung Fu that can be used for both attack and defense, using iron sand and medicinal materials as training aids and cultivated through specific training methods.
After practicing for a long time, the Iron Sand Palm has the power to break bricks and crack stones, and also has the effect of high temperature. "
Ji Ruo earnestly taught Xiao Huwang some theoretical knowledge of Iron Sand Palm. At the same time, his bare palms moved in and out of the rice pile, and it really looked like he was practicing martial arts.
Wang Yun was slightly surprised.
Ji Ruo's theoretical foundation is quite solid, and his ingenious idea of using rice instead of iron sand to gradually improve martial arts is also eye-opening.
Moreover, the way Ji Ruo flips his palms seems to be more standard than in some teaching videos on the Internet...
But the problem is, you really use rice to practice Iron Sand Palm!
"In fact, I personally think that it doesn't matter whether the Iron Sand Palm is practiced with iron sand or not. It is a process of sharpening the body to make it undergo a certain controllable transformation. It doesn't matter what you use to practice it."
As Ji Ruo spoke, he added some processed spiritual vegetables into the rice pile. He didn't have the conditions to do so in the Beast Mountain before. Now that Ji Ruo had set up a snack stand and obtained the [Cooking Skills (Elementary)], he naturally wanted to fry the rice to taste better.
Hu Wang stared blankly at Ji Ruo practicing the Iron Sand Palm with rice, even frying it gradually, with the fragrance slowly rising.
When Ji Ruo first started putting spiritual plants and vegetables into the rice pile, Wang Yun and Hu Wang subconsciously thought that Ji Ruo was using some medicinal herbs that looked like vegetables to assist in his cultivation, until Ji Ruo started adding seasonings...
Soon, Ji Ruo fried half a basin of rice, which was delicious and fragrant.
If you ignore the fact that it was forced to cook by hand, it looks really delicious.
"Here, try it?" Ji Ruo served Hu Wang a bowl.
"Boss..." Hu Wang was convinced. Ji Ruo was really teaching him martial arts with all his heart, and he was using the method that consumed the least energy, but...
He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I doubted you before... But boss, isn't it a bit unhygienic for you to cook rice directly with your hands?"
"Unhygienic?"
Ji looked at him in surprise and said, "Little Hu Wang, what do you think the purpose of learning martial arts is? A martial artist is supposed to fight against demons. If you are hungry while fighting demons in the wild, do you want the demons to wait for you to take care of your personal hygiene and cook before you attack them?"
Hu Wang was stunned for a moment.
Ji Ruo continued, "In that case, it's good to have something to eat. I don't have the conditions for you to be picky, and..."
As he spoke, Ji Ruo flipped his palm, and the Iron Sand Palm, which was at the superb level, ignited a blazing white flame with an extremely high temperature: "Iron Sand Palm is a hard palm technique that has both high temperature and hardness.
It is sterilized at high temperature and is as hard as iron, making it perfect for cooking.
The most important thing is that you are still in primary school, and you are still growing up. You can’t practice Iron Sand Palm using the regular training method. I am thinking about you!”
In line with the principle of not wasting anything, Ji Ruo started eating fried rice with Luo Xi while explaining.
The master and servant have big appetites, so it doesn't take them long to finish this small bowl of fried rice.
Hu Wang suddenly realized: "So that's how it is, Boss, you really know a lot! I'll practice it now!"
"Hey, how can you say I'm the boss?"
Ji Ruo chuckled and told Hu Wang to practice on his own first, and to ask him if he had any questions. He and Luo Xi cleaned up the mess left by the guests, and started preparing the things to sell at noon.
He decided to sell fried rice at noon. Well, it would definitely sell better if he added some one-star monster meat to it!
By then, I can sell a serving of fried rice for ten dollars and make a fortune!
Wang Yun looked at Ji Ruo, then at Hu Wang who was practicing Iron Sand Palm seriously, and her mind was in a mess.
She admitted that Ji Ruo's theory did make some sense, but...wasn't this too ridiculous? !
Wang Yun pondered for a moment, then suddenly reached her hand into the pot of rice in front of Hu Wang and felt it carefully.
Don't mention it, it's quite comfortable...
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