Douluo's Gourd

A four-wheel stall with the size of a table is filled with various ingredients, and rice balls with bright grains are placed on a wooden board.

The middle-aged man who is both the chef and the boss is frying the rice balls ordered by the previous customers in the oil pan.

"Fried rice balls are indeed a delicacy of the Star Luo Empire. They are really rare."

Not only Wang Xiaofeng was attracted by the operation of the stall owner, but passers-by also stopped to watch with great interest.

Half a minute later, the boss took out the fried golden rice balls, put them into a paper box that had been prepared earlier, and handed them to the guests in front of Wang Xiaofeng, "Please use it slowly."

The boss wiped off his sweat, "My guest, would you like a fried rice ball, a classic dish of the Star Luo Empire?"

Wang Xiaofeng nodded: "Boss, give me one."

"Ok."

Soon, Wang Xiaofeng got a fried rice ball from the boss, it was not expensive, only ten copper soul coins.

Wang Xiaofeng randomly found a corner and sat down, opened the paper box, and five pieces of fried rice balls were neatly placed inside.

Rice balls are mixed with rice and meat sauce, then coated and fried until golden.

Some fillings were added in the middle, the fried rice balls that Wang Xiaofeng bought were filled with cheese, minced bacon and sweet fish skin.

One bite, well, the light salty taste washes away a little bit of greasy, leaving only a light sweet fragrance spreading in the mouth.

"Delicious" Wang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, he finished five fried rice balls in three or five strokes.

After eating, he licked his somewhat greasy fingers intentionally.

"No, I have to buy a few more." Thinking like this, Wang Xiaofeng rushed back to the snack street.

He packed [-] sets of fried rice balls, and bought some special delicacies here and there. He ate here and there, and Wang Xiaofeng soon filled his stomach.

Since there were other training plans in the afternoon, Wang Xiaofeng didn't continue to watch other teams' matches, put the packed food into his Wuhun, and left the lively Big Soul Arena.

After Wang Xiaofeng returned to the academy, he went directly to the wooden house in the woods behind the academy. This place has become their exclusive training ground, and everyone usually trains here.

Sure enough, everyone was cultivating in the wooden house, the master, Liu Erlong and Zhao Wuji were also there, only Flender was not there, and he should still be looking for potential clients.

As soon as Wang Xiaofeng stepped into the room, Ma Hongjun asked, "Xiaofeng, where did you go this morning, and I didn't see you."

"Went to watch the game, let alone, I found that the strength of other teams is really not weak, if according to the current configuration, there is really a possibility of overturning."

Wang Xiaofeng shrugged, summoned his martial soul, took out the packed food and put it on the table.

"This taste" Dai Mubai who was exercising with Zhu Zhuqing's weight suddenly moved his nose, his eyes lit up, dropped the weight and rushed over, quickly opened a paper box, and five rice balls came into view immediately.

“Fried rice balls”

Dai Mubai didn't mind dirty hands, picked one out with his hands and put it in his mouth, chewed carefully, "Well, it's quite authentic, it still has that familiar taste."

While eating, he didn't forget to share with Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhu Qing, come here quickly, Xiaofeng has brought us delicious food."

Xiao Wu moved after hearing the news, and she came to the table in a flash. With the fourth spirit ring, her speed was not much slower than Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's speed tends to be a short-distance burst, while Xiao Wu's speed is more inclined to move in a narrow space.

One focuses on explosiveness, and the other focuses on dexterity.

Xiao Wu squeezed the golden rice ball, "This is why the rice ball looks weird."

Dai Mubai explained: "The surface is covered with flour, and it looks like this after being fried. Although it looks greasy, it tastes delicious."

Xiao Wu tentatively took a bite in doubt, and then fell in love with this food.He ate the remaining rice balls in one bite, filling his mouth full.

Tai Long and the others also gave a thumbs up, saying that this is the best rice ball they have ever eaten.

Wang Xiaofeng watched everyone eating fried rice balls, and felt a bit greedy, so he opened a box, and while eating, he suddenly found three people missing, so he asked: "By the way, why don't you see Xiao San, Xiao Ao and Rong Rong. "

"You don't know." Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment, "Didn't the master call you to train together?"

"So the two of them are still practicing distraction control in the open space." Wang Xiaofeng patted his head, picked up a few boxes and walked towards the grove.

"Wait, I'll go too." Xiao Wu hurriedly stuffed the last fried rice ball in the paper box into her mouth, and hurriedly followed.

She was very curious about what the master taught Tang San, and Tang San was in a daze for a day, so she just took this opportunity to take a sneak peek.

When Wang Xiaofeng brought Xiao Wu to the open space in the grove, the place changed completely.

I saw the open space where there were only a few weeds growing, but now it was full of blue silver grass, which made Wang Xiaofeng feel as if he had come to a sea of ​​blue silver grass.

However, the blue silver grass with a little red in the black always feels a little familiar.

"Look quickly, Master and the others are there." Xiao Wu suddenly pointed to the center of the Blue Silver Grass and said.

Wang Xiaofeng looked around, and sure enough there were three people standing there, who were they if it wasn't the master.

Wang Xiaofeng and Xiao Wu took Shunbu and crossed the lush blue silver grass, they still don't know what's going on, it's better not to touch it lightly.

Xiao Wu took a glance, and found that Tang San was not there, so she asked eagerly: "Master, what's going on, brother, where did he go?"

The master had a weird expression on his face, "It's over there."

Xiao Wu looked in the direction of the master's finger, only to see Tang San's figure looming among the layers of blue silver grass.

The master recounted what happened before, and then expressed his speculation: "Little San seems to have entered the state of top-level mimicry environment cultivation."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at Tang San who was surrounded by blue silver grass like an emperor, and thought to himself: It turns out this is the feeling of watching others enter the state of cultivation in a top-level mimicry environment.

Oscar envied: "I also want to enter this state of cultivation."

Wang Xiaofeng said in a flat tone: "Then big sausages grew all around."

Ning Rongrong couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Oscar has black lines all over his head.

An hour later, the surrounding blue silver grass suddenly shrunk and returned to its original normal appearance.

As soon as Tang San opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Wu standing beside Grandmaster, looking at him worriedly.

Oscar and Ning Rongrong looked at him enviously.

On the contrary, Wang Xiaofeng had a half-smile on his face, which was very weird.