Chapter 3: White rice turns into gold rice

Ding ding dang dang... Ding ding dang dang...

As the sky was slightly bright, a rapid sound of metal striking came.

He Pingsheng rubbed his eyes hard, letting his sleepy self open his eyes.

A new day has come.

Time to work again.

?

So fragrant!

The scene in front of He Pingsheng gradually became clear: "Where does the fragrance come from?"

He sat up from the bed and scanned with his eyes.

Suddenly... his pupils shrank slightly: "This is..."

I saw that the whole room was dark, with only a glimmer of dawn light projected from outside the window, and not far from the windowsill, in a dark pottery basin, it was filled with golden rice.

He Pingsheng rubbed his eyes hard again.

He thought his eyes were blurred!

He pinched his thigh hard: Hiss... so painful.

Not a dream!

Not an illusion!

This... is it really top-tier Spirit Rice?

At this moment, He Pingsheng's heart was beating wildly uncontrollably. He got out of bed and walked to the pottery basin on tiptoe.

He reached out and inserted his hand into the gold rice, then gently pushed it up.

All gold rice.

Although it was his first time seeing it, He Pingsheng had some basic common sense. He knew that the thing in front of him was top-tier Spirit Rice.

But why is it like this?

Didn't that damn Zhang Laoda give me half a basin of ordinary Spirit Rice with a little emerald green color in white yesterday?

When did it turn golden?

"No..." He Pingsheng keenly discovered that not only the quality had changed, but the quantity also seemed to have changed.

Yesterday there was only half a basin of ordinary Spirit Rice, but today it is a full basin of golden top-tier Spirit Rice.

What is going on?

Could it be that someone walked into my room and secretly put it here?

He Pingsheng looked at the door.

No!

The door bolt was closed, and the iron lock was locked tightly.

It is impossible for anyone to come in.

Then what is going on?

He Pingsheng couldn't figure it out.

"Bang bang bang..." Just at this time, a huge banging sound came from the door: "He Pingsheng... are you still not up? Get up for me, eat and work!"

Outside was Zhang Laoda's fierce voice.

"Up, Zhang Laoda, coming right away!" He Pingsheng quickly put this basin of gold rice together with the pottery basin under the bed, covered it messily with his clothes, and then opened the door, took the iron bowl, and walked to the cafeteria.

However, his mind was still on the golden Spirit Rice.

"Little He... eat more meat, have the strength to work!" Cafeteria Old Bao dug a spoonful of meat for He Pingsheng with a large spoon and put it in his bowl: "Eat more!"

"Hey hey... thank you, Uncle Bao!" He Pingsheng was grateful, and after getting the food, he squatted under the eaves outside the cafeteria and began to wolf it down.

"Kid!" Zhang Laoda walked to his side and looked down at He Pingsheng: "I know you are very tired, but you can't be lazy!"

"Remember my words, eat some Spirit Rice later, the task today must be completed, otherwise don't even think about sleeping tonight!"

"Hey hey hey..." He Pingsheng nodded while wolfing down.

By the time Zhang Laoda left, He Pingsheng had already finished most of the bowl of rice.

"Uncle Bao!" He held the empty bowl and said: "Give me another bowl!"

"Okay..." Old Bao was not stingy and gave He Pingsheng another large bowl of meat.

In the Immortal Sect, meat is not lacking, this thing is not worth money.

After eating and returning to the room, He Pingsheng locked the door and moved the Spirit Rice out from under the bed.

Cook some Spirit Rice to eat?

"No... no..." This idea appeared and was immediately rejected by He Pingsheng.

Why?

Because it's too fragrant.

He had cooked Spirit Rice for Uncle Jiang before, and he still remembered the fragrance. The rich rice fragrance could spread for dozens of zhang.

That was just green high-tier Spirit Rice, and this is golden top-tier.

If the fragrance is too rich and discovered by others later, wouldn't they say I am a rice thief?

No, absolutely cannot cook it!

He Pingsheng reached out and grabbed a handful of golden Spirit Rice, then swallowed it directly.

Cooking is not okay, then I will swallow it raw!

After a few mouthfuls of Spirit Rice, He Pingsheng felt like a ball of fire burning in his stomach.

No... to be precise, it was a ball of warm fire slowly burning. This ball of fire rushed through his limbs and bones, making him feel like he had endless strength all over his body.

It seemed that the exhaustion of yesterday was also washed away in an instant.

Hiss hiss hiss...

Powerful!

Gold rice is indeed unusual.

Regardless of how this gold rice came about, He Pingsheng poured the rice out of the basin, put it into the trouser leg of his idle clothes, tied both ends tightly, and put it on the bed, making a simple and ugly pillow.

Now, even if someone breaks into the room, he doesn't have to worry about being discovered!

He covered the pillow with some old clothes before He Pingsheng carefully went out.

He picked up two huge water buckets and ran toward the mountain spring like a flying man.

The summer heat was scorching. As soon as he reached the waterfall, He Pingsheng had already sweated a lot. He put down the water buckets and went to the pool to bend down and drink two sips of cool water.

Refreshing!

However, the taste of the spring water seemed to have changed a bit.

He Pingsheng couldn't say exactly how it changed, but it seemed not as good as before.

After drinking water, start working!

Two huge wooden buckets filled with spring water were carried on his shoulders. Today, it felt much lighter.

He Pingsheng carried water while praising that the Spirit Rice was indeed powerful. Just a handful made him have such great strength.

Once and again!

In less than a morning, He Pingsheng had filled the large vat at the entrance of the handyman cafeteria.

He counted, and he had run ten trips.

Isn't this too fast?

Returning to the mountain spring, He Pingsheng didn't rush to continue carrying water but rested.

Although he is only fourteen years old and doesn't understand some things, he still has basic danger awareness.

He Pingsheng knew that if he finished the task so quickly, it would definitely arouse Zhang Laoda's suspicion. If Zhang Laoda investigated, it might expose the gold rice.

By then, he would really be not far from death.

So!

Be careful and cautious, don't be so fast.

So for the rest of the noon and afternoon, He Pingsheng started working slowly. Although it was very easy, what he showed gave people a feeling of being very difficult.

It wasn't until late at night that He Pingsheng's twenty trips of water were finished.

Although he carried water five times more than yesterday, because of the Spirit Rice, it was much easier. ===== CHAPTER 4 =====