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Just as Bai Qi finished his sentence, the cook used a spoon to scoop out all of the rice from the frying pan and placed it into a ceramic bowl. The rice was so dark that it looked as though it had been soaked in ink.

Then, he picked up the bowl of fried rice and put it on the table. He sneered and said, "This dish is called the Crossing Soul Fried Rice. Speaking of the source of this dish