"Ghost ...... Sprout...... Where are you...... Does it take so long to place an order......"

As soon as Youmeng turned off the fire on the stove, there was a sudden weak complaint in the distance, and the thick resentment was almost about to condense into substance.

"Good fragrance ~ where the fragrance ~ "

Turning around, Youmeng saw a small figure with his hands around his shoulders from a distance, gently inhaling his nose, following the aroma of fried rice, carefully walking through the empty hall to this side.

Oops, patronizing and talking to Aunt Dengxu and fried rice, I forgot to say it to Teacher Sylvie in advance.

Youmeng felt embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly waved her hand at Sylvie, "Sylvie...... Sister, I'm here! ”

"Hey, why did you run into the cooking area, come out quickly, if you are found by Aunt Dengxu......"

Hearing the sound of raising her head, she saw Youmeng standing in the cooking area, and at some point she had changed into a chef's uniform, Sylvie hurriedly trotted towards her, while hurriedly waving her hand to signal Youmeng to come out quickly.

"Ahem, what happens if I find out?"

Aya Deng continued to cough lightly, walked out from behind Youmeng, raised his hand and greeted Sylvie, "Yo, isn't this little Sylvie, didn't you graduate?" ”

"Ascend...... Aunt Dengxu?! Sylvie's little face turned white with fright, and she said, "Huh? Me, that ...... Sophia, no...... I ......"

Grunt~

In the panic of her hands and feet, Sylvie's stomach rang out at an inopportune time, which put her in an even more embarrassing situation.

Smack.

A steaming plate of fried rice rested gently on the counter in front of her, and the pale golden rice grains like works of art and the rich aroma of eggs instantly attracted her attention.

"I'm hungry, the special fried rice is probably gone, this golden egg fried rice. If you don't mind, eat it hot first, and then talk about it when you're full. ”

Youmeng put the rice spoon on the edge of the plate, motioned for Sylvie to taste it, and said with a smile while turning her head, "Aunt Dengxu, I fried more, try it, it won't taste good if it's cold." ”

"Gold...... Egg fried rice? ”

Sylvie muttered and repeated the cute words, and involuntarily picked up the spoon and scooped up the fried rice in her hand, and brought it to her eyes, a faint soft golden light reflected in her pupils.

Although it is egg fried rice, you can't see any egg flowers. No, if you look closely, each grain of rice is wrapped in pure golden yellow, and the layers of golden rice grains shimmer brightly, and each grain is a perfect combination of egg and rice.

Closing her eyes, Sylvie took a deep breath through her nose.

The most simple and pure aroma of eggs and rice poured into her body as it flowed down the air. It is like two swirling and blending rivers, pure and simple to the extreme, without any superfluous impurities to bother. There was no trace of the choking greasy stuff that is common in fried rice, lingering in the fragrance, and a faint smell of flesh that seemed to be absent kept stirring her will to collapse.

- In my mind, there is only one thought left, I want to eat!

Sylvie rolled her throat, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and put the egg fried rice in the spoon into her mouth and chewed it gently.

After the lard enhances the flavor, the aroma of cooked rice bursts out from the mouth, because after a whole night of refrigeration, the soft and hard plump rice grains dance on the tip of the tongue with the lips and teeth, and the aroma of eggs almost overflows makes her have the illusion that every grain of rice is a tiny egg flower.

Every time she chewed it, the pure aroma and incomparable taste permeated her brain, and she had never eaten such a simple and delicious fried rice before.

"Uh-huh, uh-ah-ah~uh-ah-ah-ah~~~~~"

Sylvie's face flushed, and finally she couldn't help but let out a long moan, her body trembled and looked at the golden rice grains on the plate, paused, and simply picked up the plate, swallowing it frantically and hard, and the spoon and the bottom of the plate continued to make a crisp crashing sound.

"It's ...... How can it be?! ”

Standing slightly behind, Ayato's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked in shock at Sylvie, who was gulping down egg fried rice—a somewhat languid black kitten on Sylvie's shoulder, to be exact.

(This is little Sylvie's Origin Spirit?!) There are no spiritual power fluctuations, and it is directly revealed?! ）

With Sylvie's movements, the black kitten seemed to have recovered some of its spirits slightly, stretching out its little claws to the plate, moving its cheeks lightly, and it seemed that they were also chewing fried rice together, and the originally gray fur on its body began to become soft and shiny little by little.

Aya Dengxu looked at the egg fried rice in front of her with a solemn face, she saw the entire cooking process in her eyes, except for the last action of sprinkling salt with Youmeng, there was not much place that had been rendered and processed by spiritual power, although it exuded a faint golden light, but she could feel that the egg fried rice in front of her did not belong to the unique fluctuations of Lingshan.

No, to be precise, even if it is spiritual food, it can only restore and enhance the spiritual power of the eater itself, and there is never a reason to let the spirit enjoy the food together. What did that kid called Yumeng do?

Swallowing his saliva quietly, Aya continued to suppress the Origin Spiritual Power as if he were facing a great enemy, scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

"Huh?!"

As the first spoonful of egg fried rice was put into her mouth, Aunt Dengxu's face changed instantly, and she quickly scooped up another spoonful and put it into her mouth, unconsciously raised her head, the wrinkles on her face were quickly smoothed out, and her dry and fluffy hair gradually turned into pale yellow waist-length hair.

The golden waves of rice swayed and made a rustling sound.

The wind that passed through the countryside blew her hair and glistened in the sun.

Paddy field......

Ripe rice fields on a golden autumn afternoon.

The yellow egg rose from the earth, giving off a charming fragrance in the somewhat hot sun, blending into the golden ears of wheat.

The breeze blows, the boundless aroma of rice fields comes from all directions, wrapping Deng Xu in the middle, the gentle wheat mangs blow over her body, and the warmth and peace of mind continue to gush out from the depths of her heart, and the whole person seems to return to the lazy quilt in the afternoon when she was a child.

This is a pastoral flute that can be played endlessly, accompanied by sunlight, a perfect blend of rice and eggs.

Jingling~

A somewhat discordant collision sound pulled Aunt Dengxu back to reality from her golden fantasy. When I opened my eyes, the plate in front of me had become clean at some point, and there was not even a grain of rice left.

"Is that gone?" Ayato continued to stretch out the spoon in confusion and pulled it again on the empty plate, with a look of amazement on her face, as if she had only eaten one bite.

Raising her head, Aunt Dengxu glanced at Sylvie with the same expression in front of her, and the eyes of the two slowly looked at Youmeng who was standing between them.

Miamiamia

A certain little salted fish who was happily eating egg fried rice suddenly trembled all over, and stood up with a dumb voice, why was the surrounding suddenly a little quiet.