Chapter 85 Teacher, is it delicious?
The Education Department of Daxia has established a variety of scholarships with extremely generous awards, and most of the scholarships are set so that only students who meet special conditions can apply for them.
The original body naturally has some as well, and quite a few.
But all that money was saved by the original body. It was the money that the original body was going to use to go to college.
After Ji Ruo traveled through time, he did not use the money.
So Li Bindao was very confused. How did Ji Ruo learn Iron Sand Palm? Did this kid use his scholarship?
This makes sense when you think about it.
But based on Li Bindao's understanding of Ji Ruo, this kid shouldn't use his scholarship for something like this, right?
Li Bindao had asked Ji Ruo as early as his second year of high school whether he wanted to learn some martial arts. He could help him contact a coach and the price would definitely be favorable.
But if Ji Ruo said no at that time, the child would say that learning now would not bring much improvement and it would be a waste of money. He would be able to learn better in the future when his Qi and Meridian realm improved or he went to college.
As for the martial arts exam... Li Bindao still remembered that Ji Ruo was very carefree at that time.
The young man stood in the sunshine and said with a bright smile: "If I am going to die, I will die anyway. It won't change just because I have learned a few martial arts. If I have this time, I might as well polish my basics.
I'm really going to die, and that money will be left for other people in need."
It was the second year of high school at that time, and Ji Ruo had not yet traveled through time.
now……
"No, isn't my scholarship deposited in the Education Department's Student Aid Fund? I can't withdraw it before I go to college."
"Then your Iron Sand Palm is..."
"I used rice to practice it!" Ji Ruo said as a matter of course: "I was thinking that the main method of practicing Iron Sand Palm is grinding, and iron sand is one grain at a time, and rice is also one grain at a time.
Anyway, sharpening is still sharpening. If you use iron sand to sharpen, it will cause too much damage to the body of a martial artist, so you need to practice with medicine.
In that case, why not just use rice instead of iron ore?
I thought so and did so, but I didn’t expect it to be successful.
The progress is a bit slow, but it’s not to the point where I can’t practice.”
Li Bin was shocked.
It was the first time he had heard such a theory.
There is some truth to this, but the problem is...
"If I'm not mistaken, your Iron Palm has reached perfection, right? Can you practice it with rice? And why can your Iron Palm make fried rice?"
"Not entirely, right? As for the superb skills... maybe it's because I have better qualifications? I became superb after practicing..." Ji Ruo smacked his lips and said, "As for the fried rice, to be honest, I'm not sure either. Maybe it's because I've been practicing Iron Sand Palm with rice?"
Ji Ruo thought for a moment and said, "If you must ask why, I can only say that practice makes perfect."
"During the past few days in the Beast Mountain, thanks to my Iron Sand Palm that can be used for cooking, the squad leader and I didn't feel hungry, hehe."
Li Bindao murmured in astonishment: "The technique is divine, and the characteristics are self-contained..."
Ji Ruo didn't hear clearly: "Teacher, what did you say? By the way, would you like a bowl of fried rice? The iron sand palm is sterilized at high temperature, absolutely clean and hygienic!"
"Ah, well, have one."
Li Bindao came to his senses a little, and with an extremely complicated expression he paid for a serving of fried rice.
"I'm hungry too, so I'll try your cooking skills, Ji Ruo."
Ji Ruo chuckled: "I will definitely satisfy you!"
The students around looked at Li Bindao and Ji Ruo curiously.
They didn't expect that this white-haired boss was actually a student of No. 1 Middle School, and it seemed that he had just taken the martial arts exam?
Li Bindao held the fried rice in a disposable lunch box, feeling the warmth in his palms, and felt a little sad.
Although Ji Ruo seemed to have redefined the practice of Iron Sand Palm and achieved the level of "mastery of techniques and self-developed characteristics", he felt uncomfortable when he thought that this child had accidentally mastered the technique because he did not have much spare money to practice the authentic Iron Sand Palm.
Ji Ruo's Iron Sand Palm has reached a superb level probably because of this, but... the reason behind it is so sad.
What Li Bindao thought in his heart was that although Ji Ruo said it lightly, he didn't know how much effort he put in behind the scenes.
There is also the line "Thanks to this iron sand palm that can be used for cooking, I didn't go hungry in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain"...
As the first customer to buy fried rice at the new stall, Ji Ruo said with anticipation, "Teacher, come and try it!"
Li Bin sighed, forced a smile, and said, "Okay, I'll try it... hm?!"
He immediately noticed something was wrong with the dish.
During this period, the rescued students had been eating all kinds of animal meat and spiritual dishes that were helpful to the martial arts realm. Although Li Bindao did not eat any of them, he had been exposed to quite a lot of them - every meal for Class 3 and 4 of Senior High School was delivered by him personally.
He didn't think there was anything special when he smelled the aroma of Ji Ruo's fried rice just now, but after taking a bite, he actually recognized the flavors of several spiritual medicines and low-level monster meat!
"Ji Ruo!"
Li Bindao pulled Ji Ruo aside with a serious look on his face and whispered, "Where did you get the ingredients for fried rice?"
"The Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts."
"Do you know that those are all elixirs and low-level monster meat?"
“Yes.”
Li Bindao said angrily, "Why don't you... No, these things are still very precious to people at the martial arts level! Why do you only pay ten yuan for a serving of fried rice?"
Just now he thought Ji Ruo was a very sensible child, why did he suddenly waste his time like that?
"Ten yuan a copy, you can't sell it! The teacher knows that you may have gained something in the Beast Mountain this time, but you can't be so reckless!
Hurry up and take over the stall. The price of your fried rice is too high. You can sell it, but you can set a new price!
The teacher doesn't have much money on him, wait a minute, the teacher will give you the difference..."
Seeing Li Bindao's flustered look, Ji Ruo quickly grabbed him and said, "Hey, teacher, no need, no need. I know everything you said."
"Then why do you still..."
"I'm happy!" Ji Ruo said as a matter of course.
Li Bindao wanted to say something, but he saw Ji Ruo looking at him with sparkling eyes and asked expectantly, "Teacher, is it delicious?"
Li Bindao opened his mouth.
In a trance, Li Bindao seemed to see the boy who stood in the sun with a frivolous smile on his face and said, "I'm really going to die. The money is just right for other people in need." when he was a sophomore in high school last year.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the boy from last year and the boy who was standing in front of him now, asking him expectantly if the fried rice was delicious, were the same person. However, Li Bindao inexplicably felt that the figures of the two boys, at this moment, in this sunlight, gradually overlapped.
It's a very strange feeling.
It was like two boys who were originally the same person finally became the same boy...
Li Bindao smiled with satisfaction: "It's delicious, of course it's delicious, this is the best fried rice I've ever eaten in my life, teacher."
Ji Ruo said sternly, "Teacher, you still have a lot of life to live, it's unlucky to say such things, just say 'Pah, pah, pah'!"
Li Bin asked: "?"
How come such a good mood was suddenly interrupted?
"Ahem, Ji Ruo, this is a rhetorical device used by the teacher..."
Ji Ruo said seriously: "Say bah bah bah!"
“…Pah, pah, pah.”
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