I Have a Big Problem with My Achievement System

"Wow! Boss, your martial arts skills are so handsome!"

Some students have already discovered Ji Ruo, that white hair is too eye-catching.

In addition to the white hair, Ji Ruo's palms were surrounded by flames, and he was stir-frying in the wok, looking very cool.

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

"Is this a show or food?" a student asked curiously.

Ji Ruo said with a smile, "Of course they sell food. Iron palm fried rice costs ten yuan a piece."

"Iron palm fried rice?"

There are more and more students onlookers, and the aroma is tangy, but no one pays for it.

"Handsome is handsome, but it looks unhygienic, won't you have diarrhea if you eat this?"

"Yeah, yeah, where can I cook rice with my hands? Why don't you use a spatula?"

"I've only heard of iron plate fried rice, but I haven't heard of iron palm fried rice. Is this really edible?"

The students were skeptical of Ji Ruo's behavior of frying rice with iron sand palms.

Stir frying directly with the palm of your hand is not hygienic at all.

No one recognized Ji Ruolai. After all, Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School has nearly 3,000 students from senior one to senior three. Ji Ruo was not a famous figure before, so it is impossible for everyone to know him.

Besides, now that Ji Ruo has white hair and preconceived ideas, no one will think that Ji Ruo is a student of No. 1 Middle School.

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

Ji Ruo: "."

God damn fried rice hands!

Some students asked curiously, "Boss, what kind of palm is this? Why does it look familiar?"

Ji Ruo said cheerfully: "This is an iron sand palm. I developed it a little bit. It's pretty good for fried rice."

"Iron sand palm?" The students were a little surprised: "But why do I remember that the iron sand palm is not this color?"

The iron sand palms with superb layers are extremely hot and white in color.

But for one thing, it is actually not a particularly advanced martial skill, and few people will spend time cultivating it to the level of perfection

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

This level cannot be achieved simply by hard work.

"Maybe my iron sand palm is better." Ji Ruo said with a smile: "Student, do you think other people's iron sand palm can cook rice?"

"I can't." The student shook his head: "I've never heard of any martial arts being used for food. You're too unhygienic."

The students onlookers chattered a lot, and the smell of the fried rice became more and more intense——Ji Ruo added a little shredded one-star monster meat, and some ordinary spiritual plants, and combined with [Cooking (low-level)]'delicious +3 'Effect.

Now it was time for school to leave at noon, and it was time for lunch. Logically speaking, these students should not be able to resist this temptation.

But they just held back.

"smell good."

Some students couldn't help but said: "If it wasn't fried by hand, I would really like to eat some."

"Yes, yes, this fried rice is too fragrant, and the iron sand palm used for fried rice looks handsome, but it's unhygienic."

"Just now I saw that when the boss fried rice, he used uncooked rice, but now you see, he didn't add any water, and it was cooked! This is fried rice, not fried rice!"

"I suspect that he cooked it with the sweat of his hands. The teacher said that there is urea in the sweat, eh~ it's disgusting."

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

But these students don't know!

"But the fragrance is really fragrant."

The students made up their minds, and went to other fried rice stalls nearby to buy a piece of fried rice. There are a lot of food sold at the gate of the school. Every time the students leave school, there is even a mini snack street at the gate of the school.

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

"This smell really goes well with food."

Ji Ruo: "???"

He and little Rosie stared wide-eyed and saw deep confusion in each other's eyes.

What's going on with these people?

Ji Ruo can't figure it out, this is indeed the "safe place to set up a stall" planned for him by [First Line Intuition]!

What exactly went wrong?

etc.

Ji Ruo suddenly realized a very serious problem.

Wouldn't it be just 'safety'?

Hasty!

"You are. Ji Ruo?"

Suddenly, a suspiciously familiar voice sounded, and Ji Ruo looked up, and it was Li Bindao, the head teacher.

"Hello, teacher." The surrounding students greeted Li Bindao politely.

In school, Ji Ruo is not well-known in other grades, but the teacher is.

After all, there are only dozens of teachers in a school, so it is easy to look familiar.

"Hello students."

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

While cooking rice, Ji Ruo said: "Teacher, my hair is accidental. I didn't dye it. You see, I have no class now. I have to wait until tomorrow to promise you. I have nothing to do, so I came out to set up a stall. By the way, you can also practice.”

"Setting up a stall? Selling fried rice?" Li Bindao knew about Ji Ruo's family situation, so he could somewhat understand why Ji Ruo would do this.

but

"How do you fry it by hand?"

Even Li Bindao, who has been teaching for so many years, was stunned at the moment.

It’s true that you set up a stall to start a business to make money and subsidize your family, but if you cook rice like this, let’s not talk about whether it’s cooked or not, who would buy it!

"Teacher, I'm practicing iron sand palm." Ji Ruo said.

"Iron sand palm? How can your iron sand palm cook rice? No, when did you learn iron sand palm?!"

He was a little confused.

Based on what he knew about Ji Ruo, the child's current family situation could not support him to practice Iron Sand Palm.

For children like Ji Ruo, Daxia only waived the normal study fees, and gave 1,600 yuan a month as living expenses.

It's not that Daxia is incapable of making these children better, but the facts have proved that if children who have lost their parents are given enough disposable property, a large part of them will not be able to manage themselves well.

A child with tens of millions of assets, without the control of his parents, can easily learn to be bad - he is so rich, who still studies hard?

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

But what they got in exchange for their lives should not be that their children were trained by Da Xia to be a 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 you want to live a better life, you can, study hard, practice martial arts hard, and you will have everything you need.

"Ji Ruo, have you used the scholarship?" Li Bindao asked hesitantly.

(Unsurprisingly, it will be available on Friday~)

Push this book~

Title: "The Cute Girl I Draw Comes Out to Kill Me"

Introduction: Jiang Li, an illustrator, drew a welfare picture of a cute girl at the request of a fan. Just after finishing the painting, the cute girl poked her head out and slapped him...

So he called the police.

The story begins here.

At first, he just wanted to find out grandpa's diary, but he didn't expect weird things such as cute girls and suitcases, 404 dolls, weird alarm clocks, wish-fulfilling crystal balls, monster galleries, monster comics and other weird things in the painting.