"Yes! This rice, fried to achieve freshness and crispness, because of the perfect application of heat through steam, finds its texture precisely at the turning point from 'soft' to 'crisp.' Biting into it, the rice bursts apart... Oh my goodness, what sort of texture is this!!"
Adelaide from IGO was thrilled, his handsome face flushed with excitement.
"It feels like I'm truly chewing mouthfuls of crushed gems!"
Iron-masked man Sta murmured to himself.
"Why didn't the 'Star Rice' disintegrate under steaming and frying…?"
His eyes beneath the mask revealed shock, "Each grain needs to be separately washed and cooked, such a delicate and fragile ingredient needs careful handling by the chef, but how could the texture amalgamate 'softness' with 'crunch'?"
"How on earth did you achieve this!"
Saying so, he couldn't help but scoop up another spoonful of fried rice, Sta, losing all decorum, swallowed it in one go, chewing vigorously.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
