Food store[GL]

But when she looked up, she found that a bottle of red ketchup was being passed to her one by one.In fact, there are two bottles of ketchup. The senior sister sitting at the top and Mr. An use each bottle first.Meng Yixuan took a closer look and found that some people use it more, some people use it less, and some people simply don't want it, such as Liu Lu.

When the ketchup was passed from Huo Yan's hand to hers, she directly passed it to Dong Suizhi who was at the side.Everyone also seemed to know she didn't eat ketchup, and no one thought it was a novelty.

Dong Suizhi used it a little, skipped over his younger sister Dong Yousi, and handed the ketchup to Meng Yixuan.Dong Yousi looked at the ketchup dangling in front of her, with an expression of quickly taking it away, I can't stand it, Meng Yixuan thought to herself that she is another one who doesn't want ketchup.She took the ketchup, thinking that she should not squeeze too much ketchup for the first time she ate omelet rice, so as not to affect the taste, so she only used a little.

When everyone was done, Han Weiji put his palms together first and said:

Let's eat.

Everyone put their hands together and said in unison: いただきます.

Meng Yixuan heard this sentence in a Japanese drama, and she knew that it was probably me who started the words. Although she couldn't react in time and couldn't say this sentence in Japanese, she still followed everyone's palms together and faced the disk in front of her. Thanks for Chinese food.This is the first time she has done this kind of thing, it feels weird, and she wants to laugh for no reason.

Why do Japanese people always say such a sentence before dinner? She has been a little curious since before, but she has never looked it up specifically, but it is probably some kind of tradition that she imagined.The Japanese really have a sense of ritual. Fortunately, there is only one sentence. If you are an authentic Christian, you have to pray a long prayer before eating, and you will starve to death.

Finally the meal was served, Meng Yixuan picked up a spoon and broke open the egg skin of the omelet rice.

The omelet rice made by Han Weiji, the egg skin is not thin, when it is wrapped in fried rice and served in the mouth, there will be a sense of satisfaction.The main ingredient of fried rice is shrimp, served with diced carrots, diced mushrooms, diced green peppers, diced ham, peas, corn kernels, and a little pepper. No tomato sauce was added to the fried rice.The grains of the rice are distinct, and the taste of various ingredients is just right, which shows that the cooking time is well controlled.And even though it has been served for a while, it still tastes hot when you eat it. It is really unbelievable that there is a burst of heat when you break the egg skin.

This omelet rice is delicious. Of course, Meng Yixuan, who has never eaten omelet rice, is not qualified to say that there is anything special about this omelet rice.She just thinks it's delicious. From morning till now, she is so hungry that she can't walk anymore. She can eat almost any food that is put in front of her.

I always feel like a small animal being fed by my senior sister. Every time I am very hungry, I eat the food that my senior sister cooks for her.

Thinking of this, she blushed, feeling a little ashamed for some reason.

Puhehehe Suddenly, in the opposite row of the Chinese kitchen department, Chen Lan, the second cooker on the stove line, suddenly laughed while eating, and everyone's eyes turned to him.Meng Yixuan remembered him, he was that Master Guo Degang, he was very fond of laughing, and he had a bald head, so he was very eye-catching from afar.

Old Chen, what are you laughing at? Lu Yicheng asked.

Hehehe, I just remembered that vote on 'Omurice', it's kind of funny to think about it now.Chen Lan swallowed the food in her mouth and smiled.

Poll on omurice? What is that?

Oh, indeed.Lu Yicheng also smiled.

Meng Yixuan looked over and found that everyone was smiling.

Xiaomeng doesn't know yet, we r often launch various votes on employee meals, such as omelet rice votes.Lu Yicheng suddenly mentioned Meng Yixuan, and Meng Yixuan stopped the spoonful of rice she was about to put in her mouth, and turned her head to look at him hastily.At this time, Huo Yan took over the conversation and said:

Yep, call us out of the blue and let's vote on how many people don't like ketchup in fried rice with omurice, how many people hate carrots, green peppers and peas, how many people are allergic to pepper powder.

How many people like to write 'iloveyou' on omurice.Dong Suizhi chuckled.

Wouldn't that kind of shame be written up? It's a survey about staff meals.Huo Yan complained about her.

Han Weiji pursed his lips and smiled, while An Chenyue beside him was eating calmly.

To be honest, the taste of the Japanese is really weird. Think about it, ketchup was put in the fried rice, but ketchup was squeezed out of the egg skin.Don't you think this is to kill people who don't like ketchup? Even people who don't hate ketchup themselves will get tired of eating it.Dong thought again.

So you voted no ketchup.Huo Yan narrowed her eyes and said, Xiaoyou, this girl hates the smell of ketchup the most.

It's not just me, sister Lulu also voted.Dong Yousi raised his hand and pointed at Liu Ludao through his sister Dong Suizhi.

Huo Yan's face froze, he was at a loss for words for a while, and couldn't answer, but Liu Lu took the conversation, raised his index finger and shook it back and forth, and replied:

I just don't eat ketchup when I eat omurice, but that doesn't mean I hate ketchup.