Re-select the life system

Chapter 165 4 The cook

Qin He found his seat by memory, the first seat in the first row next to the window.

In Qin He's memory, from elementary school to junior high school, the seats were arranged according to height, and those who could sit in the first row were definitely the shortest.

This position is actually very painful, basically under the teacher's chest, every time I lie on the desk, I can see the teacher's chin when I raise my head.

The only advantage is this location. I go to the cafeteria for lunch every day, and I can rush out of the classroom immediately after class. If I need to defecate within 10 minutes between classes, I can quickly grab a good seat by going to the toilet after class.

Speaking of the toilet, Qin He thought of the public toilet in junior high school. It was really hard to describe, especially the boys' toilet. In summer, if you go in for a few minutes and then come out again, it will burn your eyes.

"Borrow me! Little Feifei!"

Qin He wanted to enter the inner row from the outer seat, and his deskmate was a small, cute little girl named Hu Fei.

Seeing this little girl again, Qin He couldn't help but think of his chance encounter with her many years later. At that time, he was buying clothes in the mall. Just when he was hesitant, a girl rushed out. She really rushed out. She later explained that she had just gone home for dinner and rushed over to take over at noon.

At that time, the salesperson girl chattered for more than ten minutes without making a decision. She couldn't help it, and uttered a foul language, but it was in the dialect of our hometown. Qin He was stunned by this sentence, and looked back. glanced at her.

It was just this glance, and the two of them looked at each other. Qin He suddenly felt that this girl looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it, so he casually started talking to her in his native dialect. When she heard her native dialect, she was also a little surprised, and started to speak Get up, the last question is from the same township, and the second question is from the same school.

Only at that time did Qin He think of a small man, and every time he was swollen with anger, a name suddenly appeared in his mind, and he quickly called out.

"Huffy?"

The girl was stunned when she heard her name, and looked at Qin He several times, but still didn't dare to confirm it. When Qin He said her name, Hu Fei burst out laughing, and hit Qin He's chest several times fiercely with her small fist. , the first sentence is.

"Qin He, why are you so fat! Still so short!"

All right!That moment did hurt.

Seeing this gentle and quiet little girl again, Qin He would never have imagined that ten years later, this little girl would be so good at nagging that she would get married at the age of 20, hey!

Qin He can only sigh, the former classmates and tablemates, three years together is actually very short, after graduation, many people will never see each other again in their lifetime, and when they meet again, they become strangers again.

Qin He's little Feifei immediately made Hu Fei raise her little head and look at Qin He in surprise, then snorted, angrily moved her back to the desk, and let Qin He walk over.

Qin He squeezed in, opened the desk, put away his schoolbag, sat upright, and waited for the teacher to come in.

"It's quite a feeling!"

Qin He smiled and turned around to look at the classmates in the classroom. When he saw the small faces, Qin He was filled with emotion.

Among these people, most of them haven't seen each other for the rest of their lives after graduation. Occasionally, a small number of them have only heard about each other. Most of them are married and have children, and so-and-so is still single. , so and so died in a car accident, so and so...!
Yes, when I heard their names again, I couldn't cause waves in my mind anymore, I became someone, maybe I also became someone they said.

Everything is back to the past, very good!
"stand up!"

"Sit down! Now let's continue what we learned last Friday. Let's review it first... Zhang Yong, can you stand up and tell me how to solve this problem?"

Qin He enjoyed this boring class very much, looking around, he missed it.

"Hey! Qin He, return the Dragon Ball that I borrowed from me last week!"

Someone behind, taking advantage of the teacher's inattention, patted Qin He on the shoulder. Qin He looked back, saw a fat face, took out the Dragon Ball from his schoolbag with a smile, and handed it over.

If you don’t have a deep memory, most of the classmates’ names are forgotten. For example, the little chubby guy in the back, I really forgot his name for a while. I only remember that I often read comic books and novels by him.

These people never appeared in his life again after graduation, so it was normal to forget them.

There are four classes in the morning, Chinese, physics, chemistry, and the last class is music. The class in the morning is generally more important, and in the afternoon is math and physical education.

Seeing the two classes of music and physical education, it is usually a child who does not like to study. The two favorite classes are because the teacher basically doesn't care about it. The favorite sentence is, you can move freely!
Throughout the morning, Qin He had been listening carefully to the lecture. He was getting familiar with the skill of deep memory. For example, when the teacher asked a question, he had to quickly use memory deep in his mind to recall which question it was on that page.

He soon discovered the problem. He didn't know the answers to many questions. Although the textbook said how to answer them, he couldn't, because the process and method of answering, he didn't know.

If he relied on listening carefully to the teacher, he felt that it was too slow. It seemed that this problem had to be solved as soon as possible.

This problem is also easy to solve, buy all the Huanggang answer sheets in the bookstore, write down all ten lines per page, and you will always meet them in the future exams.

Qin He also believed that relying on this skill, it shouldn't be a problem to score [-] points in the mathematics, physics and chemistry exams, so he felt a little excited when he thought about it.

One morning passes quickly, each class is 45 minutes, class ends at [-]:[-] noon, class starts at [-]:[-] pm, one and a half hours for lunch and lunch break.

As the bell rang for the end of the fourth class, Qin He finally woke up from the experience, and took out the iron porcelain bowl from the desk. This iron porcelain bowl costs two or three yuan each, mainly yellow and white, and some of them are printed with Flower, Qin He is printed with a peony flower.

This kind of iron porcelain bowl is the most common rice bowl in the [-]s, [-]s and [-]s. If it accidentally falls on the ground, there will be a "bang" and a clanging sound. When you pick it up, the coating on one corner of the iron porcelain bowl has been cracked. The bare pig iron color inside was exposed. At this time, the distressed feeling in my heart was incomprehensible to others, because without the coating, the bowl was basically used for less than two months, and it would rust in a short time, and finally leaked. I had oil in my hand and had to change it.

Qin He took out the meal tickets from his schoolbag, and followed the flow of people out of the classroom. Many students rushed towards the cafeteria with their rice bowls clinking like they were going to the market. Some students were holding several iron porcelain bowls in their hands. Apparently he was helping his classmates to cook.

They are all cooks, Qin He still does not lose the wind, and soon rushed to the cafeteria. The cafeteria is not big, with six windows, four windows for cooking, and two windows for cooking.

But obviously, there will be a line up at the window here soon, and the window for ordering vegetables is full of students in twos and threes.

Qin He was also queuing outside the window for cooking meals, and took out a stack of small meal tickets from his pocket. The meal tickets were exchanged for the rice Qin He brought when he first started school. One catty of rice was exchanged for four meal tickets. Buy it, it costs [-] cents a piece.

Most of the students in this middle school bring their own rice to the school to exchange for meal tickets. The vegetable window opposite is one yuan a piece, three dishes, basically two meat and one vegetable, Qin He took a look inside, dried tofu, Cabbage stew, fish with pickled cabbage, and two green vegetables, very few meat dishes.

Even so, many children are reluctant to buy a dish worth one yuan. They would rather go to the school canteen to buy a pack of spicy fish for two cents. Spicy and spicy, it tastes good with rice.

These children don’t want to buy food at school. Apart from being expensive, there is another reason that there are few dishes and the taste is very ordinary. They are basically boiled and there are few pieces of meat. They think it’s not worth it, so they would rather go to the store to buy spicy food. Xiao Yuzai eats.

Finally it was Qin He's turn. Qin He handed over two meal tickets. His aunt scooped out two pieces of rice from the rice plate and threw them into his bowl.

Yes, it is the big iron basin, square and square, and the rice in the iron basin is divided into sixteen portions by the aunt with a spatula, and a meal ticket is charged for each portion.

In the past, when Qin He was queuing up, he made a point of checking where his auntie had gone. If there were two or three servings left in the iron basin, Qin He would secretly scold him for being unlucky, because the food on the side of the iron basin was relatively fast. Less, not enough to eat at all.

But today Qin He directly took out two meal tickets and came directly to two meals.

Qin He picked up a porcelain bowl full of rice contentedly and walked back. Just as he was walking back, Qin He suddenly saw Zhang Ling and several female students in the class walking towards the cafeteria.

Qin He suddenly thought that there seemed to be a lot of roast mutton in his bracelet. For convenience, the roast mutton was wrapped in tin foil. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qin He leaned on everyone and changed hands. Two packages of roast lamb wrapped in tinfoil.

This is authentic Arabic style roast lamb!Qin He walked up to Zhang Ling with a smile, took out a bag and compared to her.

"This is for you to eat, and this bag, you can bring it to Zhang Ting later, and remember to find me if you encounter anything in school, do you know?"

Zhang Ling doubtfully took the two packages of roasted lamb wrapped in tinfoil, and was about to open it when Qin He stopped her.

"Go back to the classroom and open it again, it tastes great here!"

After Qin He finished speaking, he left with a smile, leaving Zhang Ling and her classmates in a daze.

"Zhang Ling, who was that just now?"

"My brother! From Class [-], Grade [-]!"

"Why does it feel like his tone is so loud, like your brother!"

Zhang Ling watched Qin He walk away angrily, thinking silently in her heart.

"Hmph! I just picked up the magic lamp of Allah, what's the big deal!"

When Qin He returned to the classroom, he first took out the pickles fried by his grandmother. The smell made Qin He feel uncomfortable all over. Mainly, the memories of this pickles were too deep for him, so Qin He took a handful and tasted it.

Sure enough, it was still the taste in memory, salty and unpalatable, not to mention the lack of any fragrance, in order to make the dish last longer, grandma also added salt to the pickled vegetables, Qin He frowned, and put the lid on.

Still took out a bag of roast lamb from the bracelet, opened the roast lamb, and the steaming aroma of cumin came over his face.

That's why Qin He asked Zhang Ling not to open the cafeteria. The smell was too strong. When Qin He opened the bag of roast lamb, the whole classroom was filled with the smell. Everyone looked towards Qin He.

Hu Fei, who just came back from cooking, moved her small eyes here and there from time to time. Qin He smiled, opened the mutton foil bag a little, put it in the middle of the desk, and said to her.

"Xiao Feifei, come and eat some Arabian grilled lamb. It's authentic. I guarantee you'll want to eat it again!"

Little Loli looked at Qin He in surprise. This time she heard Qin He calling her name again, but she didn't pay attention. Her eyes turned on the roast mutton. She took out the pickle bottle from her schoolbag, her little hands a little confused. I don't know if I should open it or not.

It's only been less than 20 days since the start of school, and the two of them are not too familiar with each other, not to mention that men and women are in different ages, but Qin He is too familiar with this girl, she is a complete glutton, and he had sex with her Two years at the same table, in addition to the first year, the third year also sat at the same table for a semester.

Seeing her again now, Qin He only felt that this little girl was just like his little sister, and it was quite amusing to tease her occasionally.

"Come on, come on, eat some!"

Qin He picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and handed it to her rice bowl. The little girl didn't refuse. She carefully opened her pickle bottle and took out some pickles.

Hu Fei picked up the pickles and ate them in small bites. Finally, taking advantage of no one's attention, she quickly picked up the mutton and ate half of it in small bites. With a cautious look on his face, Qin He almost laughed out loud.

"Come on, you're welcome, I can't finish it all by myself, by the way, I still have juice here, Qin He took out a bottle of pomegranate juice from the desk like a trick, and took out a few disposable cups from it , poured two glasses of pomegranate juice, and passed one over."

The little girl carefully looked at the pomegranate juice inside, showing curiosity and wanting to drink it, but deliberately pretended not to care, and continued to eat her own pickled vegetables and bibimbap.

Qin He picked up a glass of pomegranate juice, sweet and sour, not bad, the most suitable drink on this hot day.

Qin He's actions just now, except for Hu Fei, all the students in the surrounding seats showed curiosity and eager eyes.

Especially the little chubby guy behind him, looking at the braised fish in his bowl at this moment, it doesn't taste good anymore.

Qin He smiled and said to the two classmates behind him.

"Would you like to try it together!"

As soon as Qin He spoke, Xiao Pangdun immediately raised his body, picked up his chopsticks and ran towards the bag of roast mutton.

Seeing the impatient look of this guy, Qin He suddenly remembered the name of this little chubby guy, Liu Hailong.

Liu Hailong's family lives not far from the school, on the street in front of the township mansion, less than two miles away from the school. The family is engaged in car repairs, cutting steel bars and other businesses. The family conditions are among the best in the school. I used to go to him often play at home.

The little fat man picked up two pieces of mutton and stuffed them into his mouth. He took one bite and made a smashing sound.

"Yeah, yum, it's so delicious, Qin He, where did you buy this roast lamb? I'll ask my dad to buy it for me in the future!"

While eating, the little fat pier stretched out his chopsticks and continued to pick it up.

"You can't buy this roast lamb, little Feifei, hurry up and eat it! If you don't eat it again, it will be eaten by Liu Hailong!"

When Hu Fei heard Qin He calling Xiao Feifei again, she blushed and hummed.

"Qin He, can you stop calling me Xiao Feifei? I have a name!"

"Okay, little Feifei!"

Hu Fei was so angry that she broke out into a woman's nature. She pulled the mutton tin foil bag towards her, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. Obviously, she had completely given up that pretense!
Seeing how Liu Hailong and Hu Fei were eating, several students around couldn't bear it anymore, and each of them stepped forward to grab a piece of old mutton.

This meal finally made Qin He and the students around him get acquainted.

The relationship and amiability between the classmates, only the snack Hu Fei had a mouthful of pomegranate juice and a mouthful of roast lamb, and had already forgotten the bottle of pickles next to him.

(End of this chapter)