After Mobai called out, he felt a little embarrassed. Just a moment ago, he was full of doubts, but now he took the initiative to ask for a bowl. This slap to his face was a little painful.
"It's mainly because this little girl is eating so happily that I couldn't help myself …" Mobai glanced at Amy, who was eating happily opposite him, and said in his heart. He unconsciously pulled back his head that was stretched out in front of him and put on a cool posture again. "Actually, I don't really want to eat, but I feel that I should give this little girl some face, so I'll reluctantly eat a bowl."
"Okay, please wait a moment." Meg nodded. Of course, he wouldn't say anything at this time. However, the moment he turned around, he couldn't help but laugh. This arrogant tone was really interesting.
"Grandpa Dwarf, the rainbow fried rice is really super delicious." Amy swallowed the rice in her mouth, scooped up another big spoonful, and continued, "Look, isn't this fried rice very beautiful? You really want to eat it?"
Mobai looked at the rice wrapped in golden eggs, the fried rice mixed with various ingredients on the spoon, and the little girl holding the spoon, whose eyes were as pure as the sky, and nodded subconsciously.
"Then I'll eat it for you to see." Amy nodded, then opened her mouth and ate all the fried rice on the spoon in one mouthful. As she chewed, she said happily, "Delicious, really delicious."
"…" Mobai opened his mouth and looked at the little girl who was completely immersed in the fried rice in front of him. For a moment, he felt like he had a lot to say, but he just couldn't say it.
If the person sitting opposite him was a man, the hammer next to him would have been on his head, but looking at the little girl eating happily, he couldn't get angry at all.
In fact … he felt that she was quite cute.
Mobai, who had been forging iron for the whole morning, was a little hungry. Now that he saw the little girl eating happily, he felt even more hungry. If it weren't for his rationality, he would have snatched a few spoonfuls of fried rice to eat.
Soon, Meg put two servings of rice into the rice cooker to cook. Then, he carried out a plate of Yangzhou fried rice and gently placed it in front of Mobai. He smiled and said, "Your Yangzhou fried rice."
Mobai's gaze was completely attracted by the fried rice in front of him. The rich aroma of chopped green onions and eggs assaulted his nostrils. He couldn't help but salivate. He had never smelled such a tempting aroma from food before.
Outside of the rice grains, there was a layer of golden egg. It was slightly oily and seemed to glow under the light. The colorful ingredients that were cut into the size of rice grains were mixed together with the rice. The color was bright and vibrant. With so many ingredients mixed together, it was actually stir-fried with oil. Furthermore, there was no pepper or salt at the side. Could it be that this food had been seasoned? This completely overturned Mobai's understanding of food.
Meg stood aside and watched. Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually a little expectant and nervous. Although Amy's feedback was that the fried rice was super delicious, in her mind, the most delicious thing was the pancakes, so her opinion could only be used as a reference.
And Mobai could be said to be the first customer in a real sense. His reaction and feedback were more valuable. He could roughly judge whether the Yangzhou fried rice was to the taste of people in this world.
What kind of cooking method is this? Is it really delicious? Mobai was a little doubtful, but driven by the aroma, he couldn't help but hold the spoon and put a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth, chewing a few times.
The egg almost melted in his mouth. The winter bamboo shoots and green beans cut into the size of rice grains were crispy and delicious. The rice wrapped in the egg was full of sweetness after being chewed. The soft ham was mixed into the rice, and there seemed to be the taste of shrimp. All kinds of flavors were included in one bite. After one bite, he felt warm all over, and the fragrance of the rice still lingered between his lips and teeth.
Mobai's eyes suddenly lit up.
Delicious! It's really too delicious! How can there be such delicious food in this world?
That was the only thought left in Mobai's mind. He couldn't help but put a big spoonful of fried rice into his mouth with the spoon in his hand. Then he simply held the plate with one hand and the spoon with the other. He just couldn't stop eating, one bite after another.
600 copper coins is expensive? He didn't think such delicious food was expensive even if it was sold for 1,000 copper coins.
Compared to this, the barbecue in Fryer's Tavern was simply shoddy. He could tolerate the burnt smell before, but from now on, he wouldn't be able to tolerate it anymore.
This bowl of Yangzhou fried rice was as if it had been carefully mixed by a master. In his hundreds of years as a foodie who had eaten all over the Norland Continent, this was the first time he had tasted something so delicious.
The doubts he had about Meg and the mockery he had in his heart were now thrown to the back of his mind. Dignity and whatnot were nothing in front of such delicious food!
And what surprised Mobai even more was that the warm feeling he felt after eating this Yangzhou fried rice was not an illusion, but a real feeling. It made him feel comfortable all over, as if something was nourishing his body. The tiredness he had felt after swinging a heavy hammer the whole morning was quickly alleviating and dispelling.
It was like drinking a bottle of Recovery Potion, only this kind of recovery was softer and more comfortable, from the inside out. It didn't make him feel more tired after drinking the potion at all. It reminded him of the elven holy spring: the Spring of Life.
"Grandpa Dwarf, isn't the rainbow fried rice super delicious?" Amy giggled. She looked at Mobai, who couldn't stop eating, and said, "Amy said you would love this taste."
Meg stood aside with a smile on his face. Mobai's behavior had explained everything. He couldn't resist this Yangzhou fried rice at all, so he didn't have to worry about whether the restaurant would be popular or not. It was a good start.
"Yes, I've already fallen in love with this taste." Mobai put down the plate in his hand, looked at Meg, and said, "Boss, give me another plate of Yangzhou fried rice. It's so delicious."
Just then, the system's voice suddenly sounded. "The system recommends that the host implement a purchase restriction system, which can greatly increase the customer's expectation and stickiness."
Meg was stunned. "System, aren't you a vegetable seller?" he asked in his mind.
"The system is mainly responsible for urging the host to learn cooking and providing the required ingredients," the system emphasized. It seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Meg's position as a vegetable seller.
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