Yuan Zhou scooped up a spoonful of rice directly with the spoon. The rice grains that had been dyed orange by the egg yolk emitted an alluring fragrance less than 15 centimeters away from his mouth.
Then, Yuan Zhou stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation.
"Hiss, it's quite hot." As soon as the boiling hot rice entered his mouth, Yuan Zhou couldn't help letting out a sigh.
However, what followed was the fragrance of the egg. Perhaps it was just as the system had said, the chicken often ate grass, leaves, and petals, so the egg didn't have the original fishy smell of the egg. Instead, it had an indescribable fragrance that made people chew it.
The egg wrapped with the rice grains was cooked by the boiling rice, so it tasted soft and tender, just like egg custard, but also with the softness of a sweet egg. When the rice grains were chewed, the rice was mixed with the fragrance of the egg, which made it more delicious.
