The chef closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, smelling the fragrance of the spiritual soup emitted in the air, and his face was intoxicated.

When Fengjiu heard the words, her mouth twitched and she quickly covered the cup cover. The things she had taken were multiple portions. It was probably the same for each instructor. There were only a few, only one portion. For those who only had one portion, she could not take all, just half of them.

Finally, after scooping a full of pills of spiritual rice, she quietly slipped away from behind...

"Well? Why is there only one pork trotter left in the vice-chamber?

"Why is the dean's Matsutake R less than half? I remember it was obviously full of plates."

Listening to the chef's words, another chef smiled and said, "Are you so busy that you forgot? No one dares to come in here, let alone, with the two of us here, it is even more impossible to go into the kitchen to steal things."

You know, although they are the chefs, they are also in the foundation-building stage. Who dares to go into the kitchen to steal things under their noses?

"Well, that's true. Maybe I remembered it wrong." The chef smiled and shook his head to see the big soup. When he opened the soup, he saw that even cigarettes did not rise. He was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the fire with a strange look on his face.

He remembered that the soup was just done, but it was always warm, but why did it disappear even a little heat now?

On the other side, Feng Jiu left the fire kitchen and was heading towards the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountains. She lifted her breath and swept her way, and she disappeared between the mountains and forests in a few moments. Until she arrived at a place where no one was there, she took out the things stolen from the kitchen from the space and placed them on the ground one by one.

"I didn't expect it! This space comes in one day like this." She sighed lightly, looking at the dozen dishes and a cup of stewed soup in front of her, and laughed so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes.

"This is unreasonable, right? Students have nothing to eat. What the tutor eats is not ordinary things. They are all these spiritual R, spiritual ginseng, spiritual J, etc. If I don't help you share the burden, who will share it? Alas!"

She shook her head, looking proud. She rolled up her sleeves and drank the fragrant soup first. As soon as she put it in her mouth, the rich fragrance spreads on the tip of her tongue with the breath of spiritual power. After a few sips of the soup, she felt a stream of spiritual power also go to the dantian, nourishing the green lotus in her dantian.

"Tsk tsk, it's so fragrant! What's this what Mr. Mo Chen wants to drink? Hehe, the soup is already here with me, so just drink it with me in 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 boy who came to the tree to sit cross-legged and took out more than a dozen dishes from the space. Some of the dishes were whole and some were combined into one. When he saw the boy drinking the soup with satisfaction and saying the last sentence, a faint light flashed through Mo Chen's eyes on the tree.

He watched the boy roll up his sleeve and tear off his spiritual legs and eat it in big mouthfuls, and said: He has starved to death, and he has never had a good meal since he entered the academy, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.
Chapter completed!