บท 359: Chapter Two Hundred and Nineteen: Delicacies Are Always Irresistible

Destiny looked at the white bread in the plate with some curiosity, not quite understanding why Flemea and Reinhardt held this restaurant in such high esteem.

It even felt a bit like an obsession, at least that's what Destiny thought.

Moreover, he had eaten many dishes, including the precious cuisine of great nobles, but they all seemed just fine to him.

"Are you sure this is delicious?" asked Destiny, somewhat awkwardly, still not convinced that the taste would be anything special.

It looked just like any white bread.

"Definitely delicious," Flemea had no doubts, as she had never had any bad dishes at Chen Ze's place.

Destiny hesitated for a moment but still picked up a bun and slowly took a bite.

Destiny had a fine sense of taste, and he could tell that the first bite was soft and sticky, but it also carried the fragrance of grains.