The smell was tickling their noses, whetting their appetite.
Urien frowned when he saw the meat. He had never tried chicken here before. Hesitantly, he picked up a piece and brought it into his mouth.
The soup was delicious; the meat was cooked just right, tender and juicy. He chewed slowly, savoring the flavor.
After he swallowed, a warm feeling went through his whole body.
Urien's eyes went wide. This food works even better than roujiamo when it comes to driving away the cold in my body! Also, it tastes really good. He ate another piece. He couldn't remember the taste of chicken, but if the chicken he had eaten had been this tasty, he would have remembered.
Then he took a bite of rice. This is very good too! Chicken and rice—it's a perfect combination!
Krassu glanced at Urien. He doesn't like meat, but he obviously likes this dish, so it must be good. He picked up a piece of shiitake and ate it.
