"Bro, let's go eat meat and drink later. Let's not eat here," Habeng said to Haga in the orc language. If Haga also ate, no one would drink with him.
"Do you want one? I think it will be good, "Haga said with a silly smile.
"No, even if I starve to death, I will never eat anything in this restaurant." Habeng shook his head. This time, he spoke in the common language, biting each word. With his hands folded in front of his chest, he was ready to laugh at them for ordering the food.
"Someone is going back on his word." No one knew when Amy had climbed onto the high stool behind the counter. She looked at Habeng and said softly.
Habeng's face froze. He was a little nervous when he heard Amy's voice, and a little annoyed when he heard her words. He stressed again, "I swear on my mace that I will never eat it!"
Habeng's emotions were written all over his face. Mobai naturally knew what he was thinking, but he didn't explain anything. For a delicacy like Yangzhou fried rice, he just needed to enjoy it. There was no need to explain.
Beside them, Conti was also looking at the kitchen expectantly. It seemed that the farce just now didn't affect his mood at all. The smile on his face never disappeared.
"Please enjoy." Soon, Meg came out with a plate of Yangzhou fried rice and put it in front of Conti. He put the spoon on the edge of the plate, and the rich aroma of the fried rice slowly spread out.
"This smell!" Habeng, who didn't plan to turn around, suddenly had his eyes lit up. The fragrance was like a kitten scratching his heart. After struggling for a while, he couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and peek at the colorful fried rice in front of Conti out of the corner of his eye.
"It smells so good." Conti couldn't help but praise the fried rice in front of him. There was more surprise in his eyes. This was a cooking method he had never seen before.
The egg was perfectly wrapped around the rice. Five or six ingredients were cut into the size of rice grains by exquisite knife skills. The size of each grain seemed to have been measured with a ruler. There was almost no difference. With so many ingredients mixed together, it seemed to be fried with oil. The aroma was so rich.
He hadn't eaten yet, but the rich aroma had already made him salivate. He picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful into his mouth. The taste of various ingredients melted in his mouth, causing him to involuntarily close his eyes. The rice wrapped in the fragrant egg was so sweet and delicious after he bit into it. The prawns brought the unique freshness of the sea. The winter bamboo shoots and tree mushrooms were fresh and tender, and all of them melted in his mouth. After swallowing, there was still a rich aftertaste. This feeling was really too satisfying and enjoyable.
"Gulp." Habeng gulped unconsciously. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly looked away. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he couldn't help but steal glances at Conti from the corner of his eyes.
The corners of Meg's mouth curled up slightly. Habeng's little movements didn't escape his eyes.
Amy, who was resting her chin on her hands, also had a thoughtful expression on her face. Her eyes lit up as if she had seen through everything.
"It's so delicious!" Conti suddenly opened his eyes and gave Meg a thumbs-up. Then he immediately lowered his head and stuffed the fried rice into his mouth one mouthful after another. He didn't want to stop at all. He had made the right choice this afternoon. Blackie was quite reliable.
What was more amazing was that after eating the Yangzhou fried rice, there was a warm current in the body that was constantly relieving the fatigue of the body. It was like drinking a recovery potion, but more gentle. It was so comfortable that it felt like there were small hands massaging the body.
Meg turned around and went into the kitchen to cook the fried rice for Mobai. It seemed that it would be a busy afternoon.
Habeng didn't know how many times he had swallowed his saliva. He had been stealing glances at Conti from the corner of his eyes, but now he had turned half of his body and was staring at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of Conti. He was leaning forward slightly, as if he would jump out at any time.
It didn't take long for Conti to finish the fried rice. Looking at the empty plate in front of him, he raised his head and said to Meg, who was in the kitchen, "It's so delicious. Boss, please give me another Yangzhou fried rice."
"Okay, please wait a moment," Meg answered, his hands and feet moving more quickly.
"It looks … delicious." Haga watched Conti finish the Yangzhou fried rice, his face full of expectation.
"Is it really that good?" Habeng couldn't help but look at Conti and ask.
"I've never eaten anything better than this. It would be a pity if I missed it." Conti nodded with a smile. He seemed to be in a better mood and didn't take the previous conflict to heart.
Habeng looked at the plate in front of Conti, which was cleaner than his face, and then looked at Conti's face. He suddenly felt that this guy's smile was quite sincere. Except for the fact that he was a bit arrogant, he wasn't that bad.
Thinking about what he had just said, Habeng suddenly regretted that he had been so decisive. If he went back on his words now, it would be too embarrassing. He would definitely be laughed at by the little girl.
"Please enjoy." Meg came out with Mobai's fried rice and put it in front of him.
The freshly cooked Yangzhou fried rice was still steaming. Fresh green onions were sprinkled on it, making the colorful fried rice look more appetizing. The rich aroma of the fried rice assaulted Habeng's nostrils.
Seeing Meg beside him, Habeng crossed his arms again and kept a straight face. However, he couldn't help but look at the Yangzhou fried rice on the table, his nose sniffing exaggeratedly.
"Okay." Mobai had already picked up the spoon and put a spoonful into his mouth, his face full of satisfaction. Although he had eaten more than ten servings, looking at the fried rice in front of him, smelling the aroma and the intoxicating taste, he still felt that he wouldn't get tired of it even if he ate it every day.
Glancing at Habeng, whose mouth was still moving, Meg turned and went into the kitchen, guessing in his heart how many servings he could endure. Probably the next one.
As soon as Meg left, Habeng immediately put down his hands and put them on the table. Looking at Mobai, who was enjoying his meal, he asked in a low voice, "Boss Mo, is it really that good?"
"Do you think I would lie to you?" Mobai curled his lips and took another bite, feeling the fatigue of his muscles disappear in the warm current. It was so comfortable that he wanted to cry out.
Looking at Mobai's face full of enjoyment, Habeng couldn't help but ask, "Let me have a taste."
"Absolutely not!" Mobai directly took the plate away, afraid that it would be robbed. He pointed to the menu beside him and said, "You order it yourself."
"Well …" Habeng looked at the menu on the table and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Amy behind the counter. He was a little hesitant. He had just made a solemn vow, and even used his mace to swear. If he ordered now, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?
But this Yangzhou fried rice smelled so good. Seeing that Conti and Mobai tasted better, he couldn't help but want to have one.
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