In less than three minutes, with Brian Cooper giving it his all, the steaming hot egg fried rice was served onto the plate, not a single grain of rice wasted, forming a golden layer across the white plate.

What does it mean to have color, aroma, and taste all in one?

This is exactly what it means to have color, aroma, and taste all in one!

The portion size was the same as the ones sold outside for eight yuan, but in terms of color and aroma, this one was on a completely different level.

The fragrance of the eggs mixed with the intensified aroma of the heated rice, the eggs fully coating the rice, each grain separate and golden, loosely piled together like golden rice stalks in an autumn harvest.

This is the highest realm of egg fried rice—golden fried rice. Except for not literally shining, it’s no different from the exaggerated gourmet dishes in “Cooking Master Boy”! Who would have thought that one day he could actually make the kind of food shown in “Cooking Master Boy.”

This isn’t just the kind of aroma that whets your appetite—it’s the kind of dish that makes you want to eat it just by looking at it. Brian Cooper picked up a spoon and started eating like a whirlwind.

“Did I really make this?”

With one bite, he could hardly believe the taste in his mouth was something he had made himself. It was truly unimaginable that a simple egg fried rice could taste this good. Brian Cooper finally understood what it meant for flavor to linger on the tongue.

Back in the day, in the kitchen of a three-star hotel, the head chef once invited everyone to try a new dish he was developing—a chrysanthemum sea cucumber, combining the fragrance of flowers and the deliciousness of sea cucumber. Everyone was so focused on eating that they forgot to give any feedback, feeling it was the perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste.

But now, compared to his egg fried rice… No, there’s no comparison. This is the ultimate expression of color, aroma, and taste from eggs and rice.

“Burp.”

Brian Cooper patted his stomach in satisfaction, feeling that all the frustration from being tricked by the system had vanished. No wonder this was called god-level egg fried rice.

Just as Brian Cooper was savoring the aftertaste of the egg fried rice he had just eaten, the system’s text appeared again.

System text: “Thank you for your patronage, 188 RMB.”

“I know, that’s the set price. Now I feel it’s totally worth it.” Brian Cooper smacked his lips contentedly and affirmed.

System text: “The host has just consumed one serving of egg fried rice. Payment due: 188 RMB.”

“You mean I have to pay even if I eat it myself?” Brian Cooper was incredulous.

System text: “The host has just consumed one serving of egg fried rice. Payment due: 188 RMB.”

“Heh.”

WQNMLGB, Brian Cooper’s feelings at this moment were fully contained in these few letters.

System text: “Since the host’s chef level is zero, the system and host will split the earnings 9/1, with the host getting one.”

“I only get one-tenth of the money I earn?” Brian Cooper struggled to keep his temper in check as he confirmed.

System text: “All ingredients provided by this system are top-tier.”

“Top-tier? What kind of rice? Isn’t it all just rice?”

Brian Cooper asked skeptically. Although the rice did look good, he didn’t believe there was such a thing as top-tier rice.

System text: “The rice is Xiangshui rice. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, Xiangshui rice was called ‘imperial grain’ and ‘tribute rice.’ Along with the crucian carp from Jingpo Lake and the sable from the mountains, it was a tribute to the imperial court. Now, Xiangshui rice is used for state banquets at the Great Hall of the People.”

After reading these two lines, Brian Cooper was completely floored. Xiangshui rice—it was actually Xiangshui rice! Brian Cooper had at least heard of this kind of rice.

Legend has it that due to climate and temperature, Xiangshui rice now only yields two mu per year, entirely grown and weeded by hand, with all fertilizer being organic. It’s been a special supply among special supplies for a long time. Ordinary people not only can’t eat it—they’ve never even seen it.

“What about the eggs?” If the rice was Xiangshui rice, what could be special about the eggs?

System text: “The eggs are raised with methods even healthier than those for Kobe beef. From selecting high-quality fertilized eggs, during the forty days of incubation, each hen receives daily body temperature checks, and for two hours each day, world-class musicians perform live music. After hatching, only the healthiest hens are selected for raising. The water they drink comes from springs untouched by humans, the insects in their diet are specially bred mealworms, there are dedicated pastures for the chicks, and special exercise areas to keep the hens healthy. These hens are used exclusively for laying eggs, and every egg contains the essence and deliciousness of a single chicken.”

In ancient times, people played music for cows—now they play music for chickens. Brian Cooper felt like he’d wasted the first twenty-four years of his life, living worse than a chicken—a chicken raised just for laying eggs.

“The cooking oil is pure, natural, additive-free olive oil.”

“The salt is imperial tribute well salt from the ancient Land of Abundance. Tribute well salt has no bitterness and is rich in minerals.”

“Does the host have any other questions?”

Chapter 8: The Second Task

“No questions.”

With egg fried rice like this, Brian Cooper just wanted to say, bring on ten more bowls! At this rate, 188 RMB was a steal.

By comparison, the oil was relatively ordinary, though it still cost several hundred yuan per jin. But compared to the main ingredients, it was hardly worth mentioning. After all, it seemed that Xiangshui rice and the eggs were things money couldn’t buy.

But honestly, what a crime—to use such precious ingredients just to make egg fried rice.