บท 397: Chapter 257: The Dirty Demon King

"What is this?" Tyrande looked at the fried rice in surprise; she had truly never seen such a dish before.

"Dryad Shroom fried rice, it's made by the manager. Oh, and the manager said there are no animal products in it," Betty remembered Chen Ze's instructions and took the opportunity to explain.

"Hmm, thank you, to have made such a dish for me." Tyrande sniffed at the plate, confirming there were indeed no signs of any animal products, not even dairy.

"Please enjoy your meal," Betty said with a bow, then she retreated to the side and stood quietly.

Tyrande picked up the spoon, Chen Ze was well aware not every customer was accustomed to using chopsticks - in fact, many visitors from other worlds started off more familiar with spoons.

She scooped up a spoonful of fried rice. Tyrande looked at the clearly black and white dish with some interest, the fragrance of the Dryad Shroom fried rice was very enticing to her appetite.