The aroma of eggs mingled with the fresh scent of scallions wafted through the air. Various ingredients, evenly chopped to the size of rice grains, were scattered evenly on the plate, looking as if a rainbow had been plucked from the sky, chopped into pieces, and then stir-fried. The colors were vibrant and refreshing, with glistening oil coating each grain of rice, shimmering like starlight under the light.
"What beautiful food!" Bluer's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart. The bright and vivid colors, the ingredients cut into small pieces but still distinct, and the golden eggs perfectly coating each grain of rice made it as exquisite as a work of art.
"Moreover, the aroma is simply too tempting. The smell of eggs is so rich, while the aroma of scallions is just right, giving a refreshing feeling. The tender green color is like the tender buds in the Wind Forest in early spring, which is a sight to behold. In addition, there are shrimp, winter bamboo shoots and other ingredients. The combination of meat and vegetables is just right, nutritious and low in oil, it's simply perfect!" Bluer's eyes became brighter and brighter, and before he knew it, he had picked up the spoon next to him.
The three demons at the table had all their dishes served, but now they were all staring at him, seemingly more interested in whether he could keep his promise.
Constantine, who was sitting nearby, was also watching him. Of course, he was more concerned about whether Bluer would be bullied by the three demons and was ready to play the hero and save the beauty in distress at any time.
Amy, holding the Ugly Duckling, stood by the table, watching her with great curiosity, clearly waiting for her to start eating.
"No! I have to control myself. Half a serving of this fried rice, with its balanced mix of meat and vegetables, is just enough to fuel my energy this afternoon. I absolutely cannot eat a single extra grain!" Bluer noticed everyone's gaze, remembered what he had said earlier, took a deep breath, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of fried rice, and put it in his mouth.
"Mmm! This taste!"
Bluer's eyes widened in disbelief.
The egg coating the rice practically melted in his mouth, the winter bamboo shoots and green peas, cut into tiny grains, were crisp and delicious, the rice, enveloped in egg, was sweet after each chew, the soft, chewy ham was infused into the rice, and there was even a hint of shrimp.
All these flavors were contained in a single bite of fried rice!
The wonderful taste dances on the tip of the tongue, and the taste buds seem to bloom and cheer as if they have been baptized by spring rain.
Bluer seemed to see his younger self, who liked to climb to the treetops and secretly watch Her Highness the Princess who seemed to radiate dazzling light as she led a group of elves to sweep through the Wind Forest. He wanted to join them, but he didn't dare, so he could only hide to the side and watch secretly.
It was a spring morning. He had just climbed his favorite tree when he was kicked down. The one who kicked him was Her Highness the Princess who always radiated light. And so he became one of her little tagalongs.
However, he was a little different. He only followed Her Highness the Princess in the morning when no one else was around. Once other people appeared, he would return to the tree and quietly watch them play.
'Mute'—that was the nickname Her Highness the Princess gave him, but only he knew it.
In his eyes, Her Highness the Princess was a god-like being, not to be profaned, and could only be looked up to from afar, to be able to see her was already a great blessing.
He swallowed the fried rice, which then turned into a warm current that slowly slid down his throat, making him feel warm all over, with the fragrance of rice still lingering on his lips and teeth.
"This is the taste of the Fountain of Life!" A hint of surprise flashed through Bluer's mind, but he quickly understood. If the Fountain of Life had appeared in the outside world fifty years ago, the Elven race would have investigated it thoroughly. However, after the major families began to control the Elven race, selling the Fountain of Life had become a quick way for many Elven nobles to make money.
It's not surprising that someone could obtain some Fountain of Life in the Chaos City if they had the money, but no one expected someone to add it to fried rice, let alone make it the perfect finishing touch. The refreshing aftertaste made him want to take another bite.
"How can there be such delicious food in this world! Simple ingredients, after cooking, have exploded with such deliciousness, making it impossible to stop eating!"
Bluer picked up the spoon and scooped up another spoonful of fried rice, feeding it to his mouth. The wonderful taste he had never experienced before exploded in his mouth. Compared to the delicious wild fruits in the Wind Forest, this fried rice was completely different, as if it possessed a magical power, making him unable to stop eating it, bite after bite. It was so delicious that he couldn't stop.
He previously said he could only eat half a serving at most! Strictly controlling down to every single grain of rice! The ratio of intake to expenditure! Those were his own words!
At this moment, he had completely forgotten everything else, all he could see and think about was the Yang Zhou Fried Rice in front of him, and eating, eating, eating!
"Ding!"
"The fried rice smells delicious."
The ceramic spoon made a soft sound as it touched the bottom of the plate. Bluer smiled and exclaimed in admiration. He stared blankly at the plate in front of him, which was completely devoid of rice, and then, as if possessed, stuck out his tongue and licked the spoon.
The air suddenly went quiet, and Bluer froze in his mouth, the spoon in his mouth. He glanced to the right and saw the three demons staring at him with undisguised surprise. His gaze then shifted to the left, where Constantine's expression was slightly strange. Finally, his eyes settled on Amy standing by the table. The little girl's predictable smile made him want to disappear into the ground.
"This... how did I finish it all! And I even licked the spoon?" Bluer felt like he was about to faint. He had just sworn that he would only eat half a serving, not a single grain more, but now there wasn't a single grain left. The plate was ate more than it had been licked clean, and he even had the urge to have another plate.
Bluer's face turned slightly red, and he felt a strange burning pain. Looking at the empty plate, he thought with some regret, "According to the calculation, this amount is more than twice the amount of food I need, and because I ate too quickly, it is easy to cause indigestion."
"Sister Cheryl, you ate it all! Your body is much more honest than your mouth. No one wants to leave anything behind when Daddy makes delicious food." Amy looked at Bluer with a smile and enthusiastically introduced, "After you've finished the rainbow fried rice, would you like a serving of tofu pudding or ice cream? They're super delicious too."
The three demons at the table also burst into laughter. They had been wondering if there were really people in the world who could resist the food made by Boss Mai, but now it seemed that such people did not exist. So they all picked up their Rou Jia Mo and Braised Chicken Rice and started eating.
Yabemia covered her mouth and chuckled. This elf lady was really interesting. It was true that few people could resist the delicious food made by Boss Mai.
"No, desserts have too much sugar and can make you fat, so I absolutely won't eat them." Bluer shook his head and refused decisively. Feeling the teasing looks and gazes of everyone, his face burned. But looking at the empty plate in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his hand to Yabemia and say, "But please give me another serving of Yang Zhou Fried Rice."
"What a pity. Then I'll just have to go beg Daddy to let me have an ice cream." Amy sighed and turned to walk towards the kitchen.