บท 154: I’m Just A Cook

Bernice's blissful look intrigued Andrew. He spooned some rice into his mouth.

The other restaurateurs swallowed as they watched Bernice gobbling down her food.

Bernice was very picky about what she ate. She didn't like anything too greasy. From the look of it, she liked this fried rice better than roujiamo.

They turned to look at Andrew, waiting for his comments.

Andrew's blood was still pumping from eating a roujiamo. He felt as if he had grown in strength.

How could this be possible? Probably it's just my imagination.

Andrew's face lit up as he chewed on the rice. He had never expected so many ingredients cooked together would taste so good.

The savory ham, sweet shrimp, crisp winter bamboo shoots… Every taste was so distinctive, yet they blended perfectly together to create such a nice texture.