Medical Genius's Unspeakable Marriage

“Is this truly egg fried rice? I… I’ve never tasted such delicious rice before!” Chloe said as she shoveled the food into her mouth, quickly finishing her portion of it.

Frowning with dissatisfaction, Jonah asked, “Do you need to be so dramatic? It’s just egg fried rice, so what’s the big deal?”

As he spoke, he too took a bite, only to find that he was unable to stop once he started.

Seeing how ravenously his father was eating, Tate immediately did the same thing and was at once enamored.

Soon, everyone at the table was busy eating.

Meanwhile, Minerva gaped at them. Is the egg fried rice really that good?

Skeptically, she bent over her own plate, upon which was some rice her mother had spooned for her.

After taking a bite, she immediately fell in love too.

this actually egg fried rice?” she exclaimed as she cleaned her plate. “How

she realized that the serving platter was empty and that her

finish it so quickly? I had one bite and now there’s no more left for

said you didn’t want to. Since it’s best not to waste food, we

Minerva. If she had known earlier how delicious the fried rice was,

what he’s doing. It makes sense that they would sell it for twenty

had no comeback, as the fried rice

problem is that the

“One isn’t enough. Two

waiter apologized, “I’m terribly sorry everyone, but the chef only makes ten servings of Golden Rice each

him make it! It’s not like he’s not being paid. I don’t believe he’d

need to be pickled and prepared a day beforehand. As he has used up the ingredients for

not going to get another serving of the rice. Have I inadvertently missed out on a

“I’m curious—could you not have him prepare more ingredients beforehand? How could ten platters a day possibly be enough for something