The chef closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, smelling the fragrance of the magical soup in the air, with a look of intoxication on his face.
When Fengjiu heard that, the corners of her mouth twitched and she quickly closed the lid of the cup. The things she took all came in multiple copies, probably because each instructor was given the same one. Only a few had only one copy, and for those that only had one copy, she couldn't take all of them, so she only took half.
Finally, she scooped a full bowl of rice and then quietly slipped away from behind...
"Huh? How come there is only one braised pig's trotter left that the deputy dean asked me to make?"
"How come the Dean's stir-fried matsutake mushroom and spirit meat is missing most of its contents? I remember it was a full plate."
Listening to the chef's words, the other chef smiled and said, "Were you too busy to remember? No one dares to come in here. Besides, with the two of us here, it's impossible for someone to steal something from the kitchen."
You know, although the two of them are the chefs, they are also in the foundation-building stage. Who dares to enter the kitchen and steal things under their noses
"Well, that's true. Maybe I remembered it wrong." The chef smiled, shook his head and looked at the big pot of soup. When he opened the soup, he found that there was not even any smoke. He was stunned for a moment and looked at the fire with a strange look on his face.
He remembered that the soup was ready just now, but it was just kept warm. How come it is not even hot now
On the other side, Fengjiu left the kitchen and headed towards the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. She took a deep breath and flew at an extremely fast speed. In a few moments, she disappeared among the mountains and forests until she came to an empty place. Then she took out the things she had stolen from the kitchen and placed them on the ground one by one.
"I never thought that my space would be put to such a use one day." She sighed softly, looking at the dozen or so dishes and a pot of stew in front of her, and she smiled so hard that her eyes could not be seen.
"Isn't this unfair? The students have nothing to eat, but the tutors don't even have to eat ordinary food. They eat spiritual meat, spiritual ginseng, spiritual chicken and the like. If I don't help you share the burden, who will? Sigh!"
She shook her head with a proud look on her face. She rolled up her sleeves and drank the fragrant soup first. As soon as she took a sip, the rich fragrance and the breath of spiritual power spread on the tip of her tongue. After a few sips of the soup, she felt a stream of spiritual power going to her dantian, nourishing the green lotus in her dantian.
"Tsk tsk, it smells so good! What is this that Master Mo Chen wants to drink? Hey, I have the base soup here, so you can just drink the one I mixed with water!"
She didn't know that on the big tree behind her, a white figure was sitting on it, quietly looking at her under the tree.
A pair of calm and indifferent deep eyes were looking at the young man who came to sit cross-legged under the tree and took out more than a dozen dishes from the space. Some of those dishes were whole dishes and some were two dishes combined into one. When seeing the young man drinking the soup contentedly and saying the last sentence, a faint light flashed in Mo Chen's eyes on the tree.
He looked at the young man who rolled up his sleeves, tore off a chicken leg and ate it in big mouthfuls, saying: He must be starving. He hasn't had a good meal since he entered the academy. He couldn't help but feel surprised.
He recognized this young man. He was the young man in red under the tree outside the academy. But he didn't expect to meet him here again, and under the tree again. But this time, he saw him eating secretly here.