Chapter 84: Safety alone means no business!

"Wow! Boss, your martial arts are so cool!"

Some students have already noticed Ji Ruo; his white hair is too eye-catching.

In addition to the white hair, there were flames swirling around Ji Ruo's palms as he stir-fried food in the wok, which looked extremely cool.

The alluring aroma gradually rose, attracting a large number of students to watch.

"Is this a performance or a food sale?" a student asked curiously.

Ji Ruo smiled and said, "Of course they sell food, iron palm fried rice, ten yuan a portion."

“Iron Palm Fried Rice?”

More and more students gathered around, the aroma was fragrant, but no one paid to buy it.

"It's cool, but it looks unhygienic. Will it give me diarrhea if I eat it?"

"Yeah, yeah, how can you make fried rice with your hands? Why not use a spatula?"

"I've only heard of iron plate fried rice, but never heard of iron palm fried rice... Is this really edible?"

The students were skeptical about Ji Ruo's behavior of using iron sand palm to fry rice.

Stir-frying directly with your palms is not hygienic at all.

No one recognized Ji Ruo. After all, there were nearly three thousand students from the first to the third year of high school in Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School, and Ji Ruo was not a well-known figure before, so it was impossible for everyone to know him.

Moreover, Ji Ruo now has white hair. Under the preconceived notion, naturally no one would think that Ji Ruo is a student of No. 1 Middle School.

"Meow~Meow~ (What do you know! The master's fried rice hands are amazing!)"

Ji Ruo: “…”

God, fried rice hands!

A student asked curiously, "Boss, what kind of palm technique is this? Why does it look familiar?"

Ji Ruo said cheerfully: "This is the Iron Sand Palm. I developed it a little bit and it's pretty good for making fried rice."

"Iron Sand Palm?" The students were a little surprised: "But how come I remember that Iron Sand Palm is not this color?"

The temperature of the Iron Sand Palm at the masterful level is extremely high and its color is blazing white.

But firstly, it is not a particularly advanced martial art, and few people would take the time to practice it to perfection...

Secondly, no matter what kind of martial arts it is, very few people can practice it to the level of perfection.

This level cannot be achieved simply through hard work.

"Maybe my Iron Palm is more powerful." Ji Ruo said with a smile: "Classmate, do you think other people's Iron Palm can be used to make rice?"

"No." The student shook his head: "I have never heard of martial arts being used to cook food. This is too unhygienic."

The students who were watching were talking about it, and the aroma of the fried rice became stronger and stronger - Ji Ruo added a little bit of one-star monster meat and some ordinary spiritual plants, and combined it with the 'Delicious +3' effect of [Cooking Skills (Low Level)].

It was noon and time for lunch after school. Logically, these students should not be able to resist this temptation.

But they just held back.

“It smells so good.”

One student couldn't help but say, "If this wasn't fried by hand, I would really want to eat some."

"Yes, yes, this fried rice is so fragrant. The iron sand palm used for frying rice looks very handsome, but it is unhygienic."

"Just now when I saw this boss making fried rice, he was clearly using raw rice, but now look, he didn't even add any water, and it's actually cooked! This is fried rice, not fried rice!"

"I suspect he cooked it with sweat from his hands... The teacher said there's urea in sweat... Oh~ so disgusting."

The reason why Ji Ruo's Iron Sand Palm can fry rice is actually a special effect brought by the system's martial arts, and has nothing to do with sweaty hands or anything like that.

But these students don’t know!

“But it smells really good.”

The students thought about it and went to buy some fried rice from a stall nearby - there were a lot of food stalls at the school gate, and every time the students got out of school, a mini snack street could even be formed at the school gate.

The students went to other stalls to buy food, and then returned to Ji Ruo's stall, eating while smelling the fragrance.

“This aroma goes really well with rice.”

Ji Ruo: “???”

He and little Rosie stared at each other, and both saw deep confusion in each other's eyes.

What's going on with these people?

Ji Ruo was a little confused, this was indeed the 'safe stall location' planned for him by his [First-hand Intuition]!

What went wrong?

etc……

Ji Ruo suddenly realized a very serious problem.

It can't just be 'safe', right?

It was so careless!

"You are... Ji Ruo?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice with a hint of doubt sounded. Ji Ruo looked up and saw that it was the class teacher Li Bindao.

"Hello, teacher." The students around greeted Li Bin politely.

In school, Ji Ruo was not well-known among other grades, but his teacher was.

After all, there are only a few dozen teachers in a school, so it is easy to get familiar with them.

"Hello, classmates."

Li Bindao simply greeted the students, then looked at Ji Ruo with a puzzled look, and asked hesitantly: "Student Ji Ruo, your hair... and where are you now?"

Ji Ruo said as he cooked rice: "Teacher, this hair is an accident, I didn't dye it... You see I don't have classes now, and the things I promised you have to wait until tomorrow. I have nothing to do, so I came out to set up the stall, and I can also practice martial arts..."

"Setting up a stall? Selling fried rice?" Li Bin knew Ji Ruo's family situation and could understand why Ji Ruo did this.

However...

“How do you fry with your hands?”

Even though Li Bindao had been teaching for so many years, he was still stunned at this moment.

It's true that you set up a stall to do business and make money to supplement your family income, but... if you keep making such a fuss, who will buy it, let alone whether it's cooked well or not?

"Teacher, I'm practicing Iron Sand Palm." Ji Ruo said.

"Iron Sand Palm? How can your Iron Sand Palm be used to make fried rice... No, when did you learn Iron Sand Palm?!"

He was a little confused.

Based on his understanding of Ji Ruo, the child's current family situation is not able to support him to practice Iron Sand Palm.

For children like Ji Ruo, Da Xia simply waived the normal tuition fees and gave him 1,600 yuan per month as living expenses.

It's not that Daxia is incapable of making these children better, but facts have proven that if children who have lost their parents are given enough disposable assets, a large number of them are actually unable to take care of themselves.

A child with tens or even millions of dollars in assets can easily become a bad student without parental supervision - who would study hard when they are so rich?

The children of those warriors who died in battle should be treated with preferential treatment, and Daxia should also train those children well.

But what they got in exchange for their lives should not be that their children would be raised by Daxia to become waste who only knows how to enjoy life in the future.

Therefore, Daxia will only provide these children with the most basic living security. If they want to live a better life, they can study hard, practice martial arts hard, and they will have everything they need.

"Ji Ruo, did you use the scholarship?" Li Bin asked hesitantly.

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(If nothing unexpected happens, it will be available on Friday~)