She took out the leftovers from last night's dinner and a few eggs from the refrigerator. Joesse was about to make a plate of egg fried rice.
After all, there was a saying that fried rice was more fragrant with overnight rice.
She had not forgotten that Zheng Zeyi had said that he would prepare breakfast for her. Since that was the case, she had to prepare it well.
Very quickly, after being processed by Joes's craftsmanship, a fragrant egg-fried rice was freshly made.
The rice grains were golden in color, with scallions and some other vegetables as embellishments. The appearance was very good, not to mention the taste.
Joes took in a breath of the fragrance and raised her brows slightly. She could not help but praise herself,""I'm really good at this. "
After that, Joes gave it a little taste. After confirming that the taste was acceptable, she put down her chopsticks and took out a thermal container.
