Food store[GL]

Meng Yixuan responded, and then led Han Weiji around the sales counter, into the shop, and entered the home through the shop's inner door.When Han Weiji passed by the shop, he looked around for a while. There was a stove specially used for pancakes, a chopping board covered with flour, a large drawer set high, a large red pot for stuffing, and a large pot for boiling soybean milk. .No matter which utensil it is, it has been used outdated, and it can be seen that it has passed the age.The hygienic conditions really make people a little worried. It's not bad in the winter, but when it comes to summer, won't mosquitos fly around?

Han Weiji committed an occupational disease again. As soon as he entered the kitchen of a restaurant, he would subconsciously check the quality of kitchen utensils and hygienic conditions.

It's just that she didn't have the interest to criticize the old Meng's shop for not doing well. At this moment, she has followed Meng Yixuan into the Meng's house.This old house does not have a formal entrance to welcome guests. Once you enter the inner door, there is a small hall. This small hall is also a living room, a dining room, and a kitchen. Just hope for everything.There is also no changing of shoes in this house, you can enter directly while wearing outer shoes.

At the moment, there is a middle-aged woman in the living room who is cooking and preparing lunch. The Meng family’s kitchen is actually a small gas stove, which is set on a high table and placed against the southeast corner of the living room.An exhaust fan was installed on the wall above the stove, and it was turned on at the moment, whistling to exhaust the oily fume from cooking outside the house.

The middle-aged woman was wearing a fancy sweater and a down vest, her hair was dyed in a rustic way, and it was curly like an afro.She is obese, and her legs are so thick that she is still wearing tight plaid pants, which are so stretched on her body that it is unsightly.

When she saw Meng Yixuan walking in, she opened her voice and shouted:

you little...

Before finishing speaking, seeing Han Weiji behind him, the words got stuck in his throat, and after a moment of amazement, his face showed resentment.Xindao: Well, you little red guy, you really brought someone back.Don't think that if you bring an outsider here, I won't dare to do anything to you. I haven't settled the debt with you last time.

So she rolled her eyes, and continued to stir-fry, without looking at Meng Yixuan and Han Weiji, yin and yang said strangely:

Yo, who is this? Why don't you introduce me?

Meng Yixuan is here today to beg for help. Although she is not in a good mood at the moment, she doesn't intend to argue with this woman, so she said:

This is my boss, her surname is Han.

Oh, so it's the boss, where do you work now? Since Meng Yixuan hasn't contacted Lao Meng's family for a long time, Lao Meng Yixuan only knows that her previous job as a cleaner is chuī, and she doesn't know the rest.

Our boss owns a Japanese restaurant called Shikura, and I work as a waiter there.Meng Yixuan replied.

Japanese restaurant? It wasn't just accidental or intentional, Jinfeng repeated Meng Yixuan's words with a questioning tone, and then asked: Is this Boss Han Japanese?

Han Weiji was evaluating Jinfeng secretly, hearing her question, before Meng Yixuan could answer, she said to herself:

I am Chinese.

oh.Jin Feng listened to her well-spoken mandarin, and responded, and then said nothing, not knowing what she meant.

There was a choking smell in the room. Lao Meng's lunch was out of the pan today, and there was only one dish-scrambled eggs with green onions.Although Jinfeng is a native of Shanghai, he has strong tastes. He has lived with Lao Meng's family from the north all year round, and has developed a habit of heavy oil and salt in cooking.In addition, the kitchen utensils in this house are simple, and the pot is the most common black iron pot. When the pot is choked, oily smoke rises, and she sprinkles onions, ginger and garlic recklessly. When a dish is cooked, the house is full of that smell, Han Wei Ji frowned.

Lao Meng! It's time to eat! Jin Feng shouted to the shop outside, and then put the plate of vegetables on the table with a snap, picked two bowls, filled them, and served them separately.That means, it probably means that they don't plan to invite Meng Yixuan to eat with Han Weiji.

But she said something on her lips: Have you had lunch yet?

eat, you eat.Meng Yixuan had already seen that Jin Feng asked casually, and immediately replied.

In fact, they didn't eat lunch, but they got up late in the morning, and Han Weiji overdid breakfast for performance, so the two of them overdid too, and they were not hungry at the moment.Besides, they didn't plan to eat the food of Lao Meng's house. The reason why they chose to come to Meng's house at noon was not on purpose. They just wanted to get the household registration book early so that they could have time to apply for passports in the afternoon.

Meng Dahai from the front shop came in, glanced at Jinfeng, Han Weiji and Meng Yixuan, and said:

Sit, just sit.

Then he sat down on his own buttocks, picked up the rice bowl and started to eat.

Han Weiji felt a little uncomfortable. Having been educated in good etiquette since she was a child, she knew that it was very impolite to have guests at the host's house for dinner.Especially when the host does not intend to invite guests to dinner, it is even more embarrassing.Although she came with Meng Yixuan today, in a sense, she came to ask for trouble, but the habit of host and guest etiquette subconsciously popped up in her mind.

There are no rules in Lower Liba. Since Meng Yixuan left, Meng Dahai and his wife have to get up early every morning to do business, so they also eat breakfast early, and they are already hungry now.When a person is hungry, he eats deliciously, and when he eats deliciously, he likes to smack his mouth.Whether it's Meng Dahai or Jinfeng, they both have this problem with eating.On the other hand, Meng Yixuan, who grew up in Meng's family, looks good when she eats. It doesn't mean that she eats slowly and looks aristocratic, but that she doesn't have these problems, and her food is always delicious, and her appearance is very attractive. Yu, I want to eat with her too.