Zhao Yi swore that he had never eaten rice this delicious in his entire life.
The cooked rice had the fragrance of flowers and herbs, and tasted refreshingly fruity.
Once swallowed, a warm current could be felt spreading from the stomach throughout the body, giving an indescribable comfort.
Seeing Zhao Yi take his first bite, Little Poison couldn't resist and grabbed a handful of rice, not afraid of the heat, stuffing it directly into her mouth.
As the rice entered her mouth, Little Poison's eyes lit up.
"Delicious! So delicious! Wah wah wah!"
Little Poison howled twice and then buried her head to gorge on the rice.
Zhao Yi knew Little Poison's appetite and didn't stop her; instead, he told the others, "I've tasted it already. This new variety of rice is excellently flavored, a hundred times better than the original varieties of the Great Xia!"
Upon hearing this, everyone cheered immediately.
