Gu Mo had never experienced such a thing in his life. He had never slled such an aroma, and this was still in the process of being made. It was unimaginable what the final product’s quality would be... Co to think of it, can food really reach this astounding level?
It’s almost as if it has magic!
Gu Mo felt quite restless, as if each second of waiting was an unimaginable tornt, while at the sa ti, he instinctively sensed a surreal dissonance—
Could it be that he was really so uninford, not knowing what real gourt food was? Just slling this scent alone felt like sothing impossible in the real world!
Hmm, speaking of which, a few days ago, he saw a piece of bizarre news about a young man obsessed with a nearby restaurant, getting addicted to the dishes there, and suspecting the owner of foul play. A police investigation revealed it was indeed the case...
Could he also be encountering sothing like that?
But that kind of thing gets addictive after eating, not by just slling such an outrageous aroma before even tasting it.
"Here you go, custor, your fried rice. Please enjoy."
While Gu Mo was lost in his wild thoughts, before he knew it, the restaurant owner had already co to his side, deftly placing a steaming hot plate of golden, fragrant fried rice in front of him, which looked quite ample in portion.
"...!!"
Gu Mo almost couldn’t control himself, his body instinctively responding, and all his previous wild thoughts and worries vanished instantly, becoming completely unimportant at this mont.
He reached for the utensils nearby while his gaze focused on the fried rice in front of him, and... in his vision, this plate of fried rice, much like other people or objects, bore attributes similar to an "ID" and a "health bar"—
"Fried Rice. (100%)"
"Origin: Xingping Restaurant."
"Quality: Rare."
"Effect1: After consumption, it can slowly restore a certain amount of Health Value and slightly enhance Physique, ineffective for Physique Attribute over 12 points."
"Effect2: After consumption, due to intense happiness, there’s a small probability of randomly obtaining a temporary positive buff, the duration is variable. Repeated consumption in a short ti reduces the probability."
"Additional Effect: Consuming it grants a certain amount of experience points based on quality (the sa dish can trigger this effect only once every three days)."
"Note: Though it doesn’t glow, compared to worrying about radioactive elents, you should more likely suspect whether this line of cooking is drugged..."
......
What the hell?
Gu Mo’s mouth twitched as he looked at the golden flashing text. His problems were really becoming more severe. The way the entire world was unfolding seed entirely distorted.
"What’s wrong, custor?" The man asked with so confusion. Clearly, this person had been so hungry they looked like they were saying ’I don’t know who I am, I don’t know where I am, I just know I’m about to go on a rampage,’ but now that it was actually ti to eat, he was dumbfounded instead?
"No, nothing..."
Sowhat getting used to it, Gu Mo shook his head and directly scooped a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth.
The next mont, his mind went blank, the whole person as if struck by lightning.
About ten minutes later.
Thoughts and logic slowly returned, his gaze seed bewildered as he dazedly looked at the empty plate in front of him, not knowing what had just happened or when he had finished eating. Moreover, there were three other empty plates beside it.
He didn’t know how to describe his feelings just now. The impactful experience was extrely shocking to the extent that for the first ti experiencing such impact, he temporarily lost the ability to think.
There’s a problem! A big problem... Is it really possible for such level of cuisine to appear in reality?
This thought subconsciously surfaced in his mind, but having eaten to eighty percent fullness, Gu Mo at this mont, couldn’t help but lazily recline against the back of the chair, even his eyes becoming drowsy, as if so satisfied he didn’t want to move at all.
Happiness...
Exceptionally intense happiness...
The whole person felt like soaking in a hot spring, the entire body bathed in warm currents, not knowing whether it was psychological or sothing else, there was also an almost constant feeling of dozing off. Under such circumstances, even though rationality continuously reminded him of so dissonance, he didn’t want to move.
"Really nice... Simply enjoying food in this manner is a rare happiness."
The owner didn’t rush the custor but instead sat down beside the table, watching this last patron whose eyes seed a bit wandering and unfocused, couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, with a slightly sentintal tone.
Although he had long been accustod, as every day there were so many guests, and every patron would always speak highly of the dishes he made, exceptionally indulging themselves. But such an exaggerated reaction from a guest like tonight was rare.
This made the man recall when he was young, the first ti he made a dish that satisfied him and received the most genuine and sincere praise reaction from others... The bearded man sighed, with an expression full of nostalgic longing for the past glorious days.
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