The next morning, Mo Weiyi woke up early.
The Sect Master said she didn't need to attend the morning class, so she didn't plan to go and directly went to the kitchen.
At this time, the chefs were preparing breakfast.
They were all odd-job workers without spiritual energy, so they couldn't find Mo Weiyi hiding on the beam.
Mo Weiyi waited quietly on top, waiting for a suitable opportunity.
Below, the chefs arranged exquisite plates, and then like an assembly line, the dishes were served.
The first chef took a stack of bowls and put a bowl on each plate.
Then, the second chef carried a large pot on his back, pointed the long spout at the bowls, and quickly filled the bowls with steaming hot milk.
Then, the third chef carried a large bag in one hand, and took out pieces of baked bread from the bag with the other hand, and put them on the plates.
The fourth chef was responsible for distributing eggs, beef, cold dishes, and fruits.
After everyone finished, the long dining table was filled with plates of breakfast, waiting for the disciples who finished the morning class to come and take it.
They all went to the kitchen to wash the utensils.
Mo Weiyi took out an iron claw from her pocket, tied a long rope to it, and put it down when no one was paying attention, then grabbed a piece of bread and brought it up.
At this time, a chef came out after washing his hands, saw a plate without bread, and shouted, "Hey, Old Li, what's wrong with you today, do you want to be scolded?"
The chef called Old Li looked puzzled, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" The chef pointed at the plate without bread and said, "Look, if a Venerable gets a plate without bread, he'll definitely scold you!"
In the Azure Thunder Academy, the status of odd-job workers was very low, and cultivators were called Venerable. Once a Venerable was dissatisfied with the service of odd-job workers, they would beat and scold them.
So, odd-job workers had to be very careful.
"Thank you, Old Huang," Old Li didn't dare to be negligent, and while expressing his gratitude, he hurriedly ran to get a piece of bread and carefully placed it on the plate.
Mo Weiyi blamed herself. In order to fill the stomach of that person from Spirit Realm, she had to trouble everyone.
Seeing that Old Li and Old Huang were busy again, she put down her iron claw and grabbed two more loaves of bread.
At this time, Old Huang came back and found that there were still two plates without bread. He shouted, "Old Li! Old Li! "
Old Li ran over and asked, "What happened?"
"What happened?" Old Huang was speechless. As he entered the kitchen, he scolded him, "Look, did you take drugs today or something? How come there are so many plates and you didn't put any bread on them? "
Old Li scratched his head. He hadn't taken any drugs!
Moreover, he did the same thing every day and couldn't be more familiar with it. How could he make such a low-level mistake?
But the truth was right in front of him, and there was no room for him to explain.
He ran into the kitchen, fetched two loaves of bread, and put them on the table, clapping his hands.
This should be correct, right?
He checked all the plates to see if there was any that had not been filled with bread.
This inspection made him laugh out loud. As he laughed, he called out, "Old Huang! Old Huang! "
Old Huang came out of the kitchen and scolded him unhappily, "Did you eat a fart?"
Old Li laughed so hard that he couldn't say anything. He just pointed at a few plates.
Old Huang looked in the direction he was pointing, and couldn't help but exclaim, "What the hell!"
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