Your Green Onion Bing Doesn’t Stand A Chance Against This

"I can help you add self-destruction devices into the food if you want. They will protect your secret," the system said suddenly.

"How much?" Mag was a little intrigued.

"10 gold coins each."

"No, thanks!"

It's even more expensive than roujiamo! Mag thought.

…

"Your Yangzhou fried rice," Yabemiya said with a smile as she put the plate in front of Vicennio. He knelt before Mag in the morning. He looks so pale; he must be starving.

"Thanks," Vicennio said without lifting his head. His attention was totally attracted by the food already. He had watched others eat this dish in the morning, but he hadn't paid too much attention. Now that this colorful dish was right before him, the tantalizing aroma made him swallow in spite of himself.

The pleasant smell caught others' attention as well. Those restaurateurs fixed their wide eyes on the fried rice.