When the senior brothers started to leave one after another after dinner.

Qingfeng and Mingyue walked out of the kitchen, walked to the corner of the courtyard, and walked in front of Lu Fei.

"Two senior brothers."

Lu Fei stopped his movements and bowed, and then he noticed that Mingyue was holding a bowl of rice in her hand.

Qingfeng said: "Junior brother, take a rest first and finish eating before you start."

Mingyue smiled and then handed a bowl of white rice to Lu Feiming.

Lu Fei was already a little hungry at this time, so he put down his ax without any politeness and took the white rice from Mingyue.

It's real white rice.

However, the rice grains are round and plump, crystal clear and shiny, and it also exudes a rich rice aroma.

"Here, junior brother."

At this time, Mingyue handed over another pair of bamboo chopsticks.

Lu Fei took it and didn't ask if there was any food. He picked up the rice bowl and took a big bite.

Then.

There was only one thought in Lu Fei's mind: "It smells so good!"

It's really fragrant.

Chewing the plump rice, Lu Fei felt as if he had taken a big mouthful of rich spiritual energy, and it was not tasteless.

Instead, you actually chew the rice, which is full of soft, sweet and fragrant texture.

So rice.

Where are the side dishes needed and what dishes can be paired with them?

For Lu Fei, he can make as much rice as he wants.

Ever since.

After just a few mouthfuls, Lu Fei devoured the small bowl of rice. Every grain of rice was left, and even the sides of the bowl were licked clean.

Immediately, Lu Fei took the empty bowl and looked at the two senior brothers with unfinished thoughts: "Is there any more? One more bowl. No, two bowls."

See Lu Fei looking like this.

Mingyue smiled and shook her head.

Qingfeng explained with a smile: "Without Junior Brother, we used thousands of years of black wood as firewood, and then used the spiritual spring water with spiritual roots in the ground for cooking. It took us a whole day to make such a pot of rice. Every day

All the brothers and sisters eat well."

"I see."

When Lu Fei heard this, his eyes were opened.

At this time, I also felt a little regretful that I had eaten too quickly, and it was gone after a few big mouthfuls.

Just like in the memory of Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.

I just thought of Zhu Bajie.

Lu Fei thought of the scene where a pilgrim passed by Wuzhuang Temple and the monkeys destroyed the ginseng fruit tree.

Now he has joined Wuzhuangguan.

With the memory of foreseeing a certain period of time in the future.

He will never let that scene appear in his memory.

"That senior brother"

Lu Fei smacked his lips, savored the taste of the rice in his mouth, and asked, "When will we eat next?"

Qingfeng smiled and replied: "Maybe this time tomorrow, because the rice needs to be boiled for enough time, so the meal time is basically at this time every day."

Mingyue then answered: "If junior brother can get up early tomorrow to help, we may be able to cook the rice earlier."

"oh"

Lu Fei heard the sound and immediately replied happily: "Then I can get up. I wonder what time I will get up tomorrow?"

Qingfeng continued: "Get up at Yinshi, and the rice must be cooked at Maoshi."

Lu Fei immediately made some calculations in his mind. Yin Shi is from three to five o'clock in the morning, and Mao Shi is from five to seven o'clock.

That is to say, I get up around three or four o'clock and put the rice into the pot at five o'clock.

"I understand, then I can get up in the morning."

Lu Fei immediately said: "Then when I get up, should I call the two senior brothers, or should I wait for the senior brothers."

Due to the different division of labor, Lu Fei was temporarily assigned to chop wood and carry water and other groceries. Cooking with spiritual rice was already an advanced job, and he couldn't do it without enough experience and cultivation.

However, in order to integrate into Wuzhuang Temple as soon as possible, Lu Fei didn't mind doing more.

Meeting such a diligent junior brother, Qingfeng felt satisfied and said, "Junior brother, just wake up and wait for my call."

Lu Fei nodded: "That's good."

Qingfeng Mingyue explained again, then took back the empty bowl and left.

Lu Fei continued to chop firewood.

There's not much left.

Although Qingfeng said that the remaining black wood can be saved and chopped tomorrow.

But Lu Fei decided to cut it off before going to rest.

Not long after.

Qingfeng Mingyue, who finished working in the kitchen, greeted Lu Fei and left the courtyard.

Lu Fei was left alone in the small courtyard holding an ax bang bang bang.

It got completely dark.

"boom"

The half piece of black wood in front of him was struck repeatedly and precisely at the previous position with the last axe, and finally cracked.

Lu Fei finally completed today's mission.

Collect all the split firewood and pile them up.

After finishing all this, Lu Fei left the small courtyard and walked towards his room.

During the day, Qingfeng Mingyue had already taken him to many places in Wuzhuang Temple and arranged a place for him to stay.

It was quiet inside the temple at this time.

In addition to the flickering lights in the direction of the main hall, there were only a few rooms with lights on in the attic where a group of fellow apprentices lived.

Everything else is pitch black.

Lu Fei did not wander around, nor did he dare to wander around.

He walked straight to his own room according to the memory in his mind.

It was the last room on the second floor of a large attic building.

When he opens the window, he can see a lush bamboo forest, which is very quiet and he likes it very much.

"Click"

Close the door.

Lu Fei washed up and went to bed.

For the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple whose lowest level of cultivation is in the realm of golden elixir.

The function of the quilt is only for meditating and not for sleeping.

Qingfeng Mingyue arranged the same thing for him.

There was only a thin quilt on the bed and nothing else.

Lu Fei got on the bed and sat cross-legged against the bed wall.

He did not immediately practice breathing and breathing, but with a thought, he summoned the virtual panel in his body.

Lines of virtual ink fonts emitting pale white light began to appear in front of you.

[Host: Lu Fei]

[Realm: Late Demon General (125/10000)]

[Experience value: 456/6000]

[Soul Power: None]

[Exercise: Demonic Breathing Method (Perfection)]
To be continued...