After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

An Jing frowned as she looked at An Ran and the sausage in front of her.

An Ran took the sausage from the boss's hand, saw his appearance and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Ran said nothing.

She asked again, "Do you want to eat?"

After she finished speaking, she took a bite of the grilled sausage in her hand. The meat was plump and juicy. When she bit it, the juice overflowed. It was tender and full of flavor. The delicious taste on the tongue is blended with the sweetness of the sauce, and the slight sourness and spicyness are intertwined with the aroma of meat, awakening the desire of the taste buds.

She instantly felt the impact of the heat wave in her mouth, and the rich smoky flavor filled her mouth, making people want to take a second bite.

It’s no wonder that when people are unhappy, they can be temporarily cured by delicious food.

An Jing originally didn't want to eat because he was a little afraid of getting dirty, but when he saw An Ran eating one bite after another and being very satisfied, he accidentally changed his mind and said, "Eat."

He stretched out his hand, ready to pick up the other uneaten sausage in An Ran's hand.

An Ran's hand quickly moved to the side, "This belongs to someone else. If you want to eat it, buy it yourself."

An Jing was speechless, "Who is it? More important than me?"

An Ran thought, "No one is more important than you."

But he said, "First come, first served, you know?"

Turning her head, she looked at the owner of the fried stall and said, "Boss, let me have another sausage. He will pay for it."

She motioned to the boss to look at An Jing beside her.

"Okay." The boss asked An Jing with a smile, "Does the handsome guy like spicy food?"

An Jing reluctantly replied, "Eat."

If An Ran hadn't asked the boss to make a new sausage for him, he wouldn't have wanted it.

The boss cut Anjing's grilled sausages into pieces and fried them in oil. Then he took out four rice cakes from the pot and said, "Little girl, do you want tomato sauce or chili sauce on the rice cakes?"

"Two sticks of chili sauce..." An Ran eats chili herself, but she is not sure whether Shi Jian likes ketchup or chili sauce, so she hesitates for a moment.

When she hesitated, the boss asked again, "Where are the other two? Tomato ones?"

Before An Ran could answer, An Jing answered quickly, "Chili sauce."

"I haven't thought about it yet." An Ran glanced sideways at An Jing and said to the boss, "One for pepper and one for tomato."

Since you’re not sure, it’s all good!

Adults don't make choices.

"Are you giving this to others too?" An Jing finally figured it out, and An Ran had no intention of inviting him to eat.

He originally wanted to say, how could she eat so many rice cakes by herself, but now that she is eating them by asking the boss to spread the sauce, she must not be eating them by herself.

He knew that Anron liked tomatoes and disliked ketchup.

When they were children, every time they went to McDonald's or KFC, she would ask him to ask the waiter to get two more chili sauces, and the fries would be eaten plain or dipped in chili sauce.

The heat of the grilled sausage gradually spread throughout the body, warm and satisfying. An Ran felt that her whole body felt warmer.

An Jing turned around and wanted to deliver sausages and rice cakes to Shi Jian. When An Jing saw that she was leaving, he quickly said, "Where are you going?"

"Go find a friend."

"Wait for me." An Jing took out the money from his pocket and asked the boss, "How much is the total?"

"One and a half yuan for grilled sausages and 50 cents for rice cakes." The boss quickly counted, "A total of two and a half yuan."

An Jing looked at the money in his hand. The smallest one was fifty. He was about to take it out and give it to the boss. The boss smiled and said, "Young handsome boy, do you have any change? Give me fifty and I will give you all the change." , I won’t have any money to give to others later.”

An Jing shook his head, "The rest is one hundred yuan."

The owner of the fried stall kept looking at An Ran, "Little girl, just pay him the money, and he will spread the money later and let him pay you back."

No matter how much An Ran digs, she won't pay An Jing two and a half yuan. The most important thing is that this man gave her two thousand on the weekend.

So he changed the hand of the half-eaten sausage, took out a neat stack of banknotes from his pants pocket, and handed it to An Jing, "Take five yuan for yourself!"

An Jing couldn't help but feel a knot in his heart, "Will you die if you give me a few more dollars?"

"No." An Ran shook his head, "But you can't ask for that much."

If I give you money, my heart will ache!

An Jing complained about her, but his actions were honest. He really only took out a five-dollar ticket and handed it to the boss.

"I'm leaving. You can wait slowly." There were so many people at the fried stall and the smoke was heavy. An Ran didn't want to wait any longer.

An Jing was very unhappy. He looked at the half-fried rice cakes and sausages in the oil pan, and then at An Ran, "Who are you looking for and what are you doing?"

"Find my classmate for tutoring."

"Can't you wait for me to come with you?"

"You go back by car and we go back by bike. What's the point of being together?" An Ran walked further and further away.

When Hua Zhan came out of school, he saw An Jing standing in front of the frying truck, silently looking at An Ran's back, "Why didn't your sister wait for you?"

"Little handsome guy, your fried food is ready, do you want to take it away or eat it here?" the owner of the fried stall asked at the right time.

"Pack it up." An Jing glanced around and found that there were several classmates, including girls, and he was too embarrassed to eat these in front of everyone.

"Okay." The boss quickly took out a disposable lunch box from the side and put the sausages and rice cakes that An Ran ordered for him.

Hua Zhan looked on, "You only bought this much, is it enough?"

An Jing glanced at him, "What, you want to eat?"

Hua Zhan doesn't usually eat these. He wants to eat them, but is too embarrassed to admit directly, "Is it delicious?"

An Jing said speechlessly, "I've never eaten it, how do I know?"

Hua Zhan encouraged him, "Try it now!"

An Jing gritted his teeth, "Believe it or not, I can stuff it directly into your mouth."

The two of them were outstanding in terms of height, appearance and temperament. The classmates waiting to buy fried food next to them silently paid attention to them regardless of whether they knew them or not.

Even though the owner of the fried stall was busy working quickly, he didn't forget to listen to their chat.

As he handed the packaged fried food to An Jing, he asked, "Is that little girl just now your sister?"

An nodded.

The boss laughed and said, "Your sister buys fried food for others, but she won't buy it for you either!"

A student nearby heard this and couldn't help laughing.

An Jing couldn't laugh, so she could only find the steps for herself, "Didn't she give me money?!"

"That's right! I gave you the money to buy it for you!" The boss smiled and took back his hand, turned around and asked Hua Zhan, "What do you want to eat, little handsome guy? It's very delicious. If you haven't tried it before, you'll know. "

Hua Zhan hesitantly looked at the neatly arranged ingredients on the stainless steel plates placed in front of the dining car, "What is that?"

He asked, pointing to a bunch of meat that looked like he didn’t know what it was.

"Treasure in the palm of your hand!" the boss replied.

"What about this one?"

“Chicken skewers.”

"what about this?"

"Kebab."

"what about this?"

"Fish Ball."