Chapter 1362 Is there a problem

Bei Chenjue sees that even if Kongkong contracted a strange disease, he still considers their safety. This friend is worth making.

No wonder he and Yun Jinli could chat well, he was indeed a good friend.

If it is someone with malicious intentions, if he is dying of a disease, he would wish that everyone would be like him.

"If it's really because of that steamed bun, will you hate me?"

Yun Jinli turned her head and glanced at Kong Kong, she was the one who stuffed the steamed buns for him, otherwise she ate them herself.

"You kindly gave me something to eat, why should I hate you?"

Shaking his head empty, he said it as a matter of course.

"Let's just say, I still don't know if there is something wrong with that steamed bun. Even if there is something wrong, you don't know. Sometimes, it is destined to be my calamity, and that is mine, and has nothing to do with others."

What he said was very sincere, without a trace of deliberation, that was the true thought in his heart.

"To be honest, if you can prevent this disaster for the junior brother, isn't it the merit accumulated by the senior brother?"

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Brother Kong Kong, with your immeasurable merits, nothing will happen to you."

Yun Jinli patted Kong Kong's shoulders, showing a comforting smile.

"It sounds very reasonable. An eminent monk like me, senior brother, can naturally turn danger into good fortune..."

Kongkong was about to start chatter mode again, but was stopped by Bei Chenjue.

"If you don't talk, you will look cuter."

"Really? Junior brother Jueyi thinks I'm cute?"

Kong Kong said excitedly, as if he had forgotten that his life was not long left.

"When not talking, there is still a little cuteness."

Bei Chenjue said coldly, making Kong Kong secretly laugh.

"It's the first time someone says I'm cute."

"We're in the cafeteria."

Yun Jinli opened his mouth to remind, Kong Kong immediately perked up, whether he could find clues in the cafeteria was a matter of his life.

They slipped quietly to the back of the cafeteria. It was lunch time, and there were still quite a few people in the cafeteria.

Just because something terrible happened, the atmosphere of everyone eating was very dignified, and no one talked or laughed.

When they arrived at the back kitchen, there was no steamed buns for lunch.

They immediately searched for any clues.

"Why are you in the back kitchen?"

A fat monk came in, wearing a gray linen apron, who seemed to be the chef here.

"We are people from Lanshan, the Discipline Hall, and we were ordered to come and check for clues."

Yun Jinli said, with a serious look on her face.

"It turned out that they were sent by the elder Lanshan of the Discipline Hall. The poor monk is the chef here. What do you want to ask?"

When the fat monk heard her mentioning the name of Lanshan, he immediately said respectfully.

"What are the ingredients for the steamed buns you make in the morning? How many steamed buns do you make every day?"

Yun Jinli asked, seeing how cooperative the fat monk was, she thought to herself that Lanshan's name was quite useful.

"We have relatively few raw materials for steamed buns here. There are only one basket of steamed buns made every day, about nine, and each person can only buy one. If you can't eat the slow ones, even poor monks don't have the good fortune."

The fat monk replied, and then took them to see the ingredients.

"The raw materials for making steamed buns are in this box, and the other pure lands are similar to ours, and they are all rationed."

Hearing the amount he said, Yun Jinli's heart clicked.

There might be something really wrong with this steamed bun!

If you count the number of steamed buns in other pure lands, it is almost exactly the same as the number of the dead and those with scales on their bodies.

She carefully opened the box containing the ingredients.

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