food storage house

Meng Yixuan sat awkwardly on the bar stool, watching Han Weiji busy in the cooking area of ​​the bar.With tears still remaining on her cheeks, she murmured with a strong nasal voice:

"That... I don't have any money..."

"No money." The other party said with a smile, the temperature of the corners of his lips was like the warm sun in spring.

Three minutes ago, crying stupidly, she followed the person in front of her into the store blankly. The shop assistants had left at some point, and there were only the two of them left in the whole shop.

"What do you want to eat?" Han Weiji asked her.

Meng Yixuan didn't know what she wanted to eat, so she didn't answer her for a long time.

The other party misunderstood the meaning of her silence, looked up again, and explained seriously:

"I really don't need money."

Meng Yixuan put her hands on her thighs, clapped her thumbs together, raised her head bravely and said:

"Well... so, wouldn't it be... won't the boss blame you?"

The other party froze for a moment, then burst out laughing, shaking his head while laughing.Meng Yixuan blushed in her hearty laughter, feeling vaguely that she had said something stupid.

"Boss...hehe, the boss is very nice, she won't blame me." The other party smiled happily, shook his hand, and said cheerfully.

Meng Yixuan lowered her head again, feeling more and more embarrassed. The other party gradually restrained her laughter, but the curvature of her lips could not be restrained. There was the sound of cups and bowls colliding under her hands, and the aroma of rice overflowed. It is extremely clear.

Meng Yixuan suddenly realized that her senior's name was Han Weiji, and according to the previous hotel owner with a bald head and a belly, the owner of Shizang was a woman, and she was also a big beauty with sharp eyes and sharp eyes, and her Japanese name was Miki.Although Meng Yixuan has never studied Japanese, but having watched a few Japanese dramas and anime, she can probably guess that the Japanese pronunciation of the name "Wei Ji" is not miki?In other words, her senior sister is the owner of this Shizang Japanese food store!

She was really stupid, there is nothing wrong with not being able to think of Senior Sister before, after all these years, Senior Sister has been hidden deep in her memory, and she will not easily think of it unless she is face to face.But now I can't react in front of my senior, I'm really stupid!About today's fall and blow made my brain's response dull.Thinking back to the question she asked just now, and the ridicule of the senior sister's answer, she only felt that her face was burning hot, and she felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

"Click", there was a crisp sound when the plate touched the table, and a brown rectangular plate appeared in front of Meng Yixuan. Three small rice balls were neatly placed on the plate, emitting a faint heat.The small rice ball was in the shape of a triangle, not as big as a palm. Red and green granular ingredients were mixed between the white rice, and wrapped in seaweed slices. She didn't know what the red, green and green things were, and stared at the rice ball in a daze for a while.

"Eat something to pad your stomach first, and appetizer by the way." Han Weiji poured a cup of hot barley tea for her while talking, "The dinner will have to wait a little longer."

"Ah, no need, I'll just have dinner." Meng Yixuan said hastily.

"Where are you full? Let's leave after dinner." Han Weiji didn't care whether Meng Yixuan agreed or not, he turned to look at her, with a faint smile on his lips, and a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly. Meng Yixuan could be seen by that gesture. Heart pounding.The culprit directly lifted the curtain and entered the back kitchen.

The lights in the store are dim, and only a few background lights on the bar are driving away the darkness.The ukiyo-e patterns and the masks hanging on the wall are hidden in the darkness, as if peeping here quietly, but dare not approach.In such an environment, it is reasonable to say that Meng Yixuan should feel afraid, but what is strange is that at this moment, she has an unprecedented sense of security in her heart.

There was a "sizzling" sound of frying oil in the back kitchen, and the aroma of the food permeated the air, causing her stomach to resound like thunderous protests.Unable to resist picking up the chopsticks, she picked up a piece of rice ball and put it in her mouth.

After one bite, the warm rice smell mixed with the special aroma of sushi vinegar hits the nostrils first.After chewing slowly for two bites, a sweet and sour crisp taste overflows the mouth.It turns out that pickled plum meat and pickled cucumbers are chopped, mixed with rice, and then kneaded into rice balls.

The rice balls were so small that they were swallowed whole in the second bite.The salty, fragrant and crispy seaweed is accompanied by the sweet and sour crispness of pickled plums and cucumbers, creating a delicious feeling that cannot be described in words.Meng Yixuan's appetite was whetted, the secretion of saliva accelerated, and she swallowed three small rice balls almost instantly.

After eating, she became even hungrier. The sound of deep frying in the back kitchen made her swallow her saliva, she really wanted to eat, really wanted to eat.She bit the tip of her chopsticks with endless interest, and stared eagerly at the vaguely busy figure in the back kitchen.

Han Weiji didn't keep her waiting, and soon she came out holding a Japanese-style sea bowl behind the curtain.Seeing Meng Yixuan who was biting her chopsticks and looking at her stupidly, she bent her lips and smiled, put the bowl in front of her, and said:

"Tonkatsu rice bowl, eat it while it's hot."

Tonkatsu rice bowl is called in Japanese: カツ丼, because the pronunciation is the same as the pronunciation of "victory" in Japanese, and it is generally a dish that Japanese people use to encourage each other.On the night before an important competition or assessment, Japanese people will eat this dish as a good omen.Similarly, when encountering failures and setbacks, Japanese people will also eat this dish to show encouragement and comfort.

While chatting with the hotel owner with a bald head and a belly, the boss once explained the status and meaning of tonkatsu bowl in the hearts of Japanese people.Therefore, even Meng Yixuan, who has no understanding of Japanese food culture, was deeply impressed by this fried pork cutlet rice bowl.Now when Han Weiji brought out this dish and placed it in front of her, her eyes became hot and she wanted to cry again.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Still don't like fried food?" Meng Yixuan raised her head when a caring voice came, and happened to meet Han Weiji's slightly worried eyes.

"No, it's not..." Meng Yixuan hurriedly lowered her head, then shook her head, holding back her sore nose and tears, and raised her chopsticks without further explanation.

The pork chops and vegetables were wrapped in a half-boiled egg, which was extremely soft and tender, and the defense was easily broken with a swipe of the tip of the chopsticks.The egg liquid is instantly solidified in the high temperature, and the rice is picked up, blown, and sent to the mouth.

Not knowing how to describe the taste, she just felt that this was the best tonkatsu she had ever eaten in her life.How could someone make tonkatsu so smooth and tender, it melted in the mouth, turned into a warm current, went down the esophagus, entered the stomach pouch, warmed her shriveled and shriveled stomach, and wrapped it in an instant Her cold and lonely heart.

"Grandma... I'm hungry..."

"Xuanxuan wait a minute, grandma will give you an omelet."

Familiar scent, vague memory, grandma's omelette, there is not much pork mince, it is fragrant and crispy, it is the food she misses most since she was a child.Ten years, she has not eaten grandma's quiche for ten years.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah, delicious!"

"Hehe, Xuanxuan is so cute..."

grandmother……

Tears fell silently, in the huge storefront, one person stood in the light, one sat in the shadow, one watched quietly, and the other silently raised chopsticks, the bowls and chopsticks collided lightly, the scent was lingering, and the soft chewing sound was accompanied by suppressed sobbing Snorting.Meng Yixuan ate while crying.But Han Weiji, who was quietly watching this scene, suddenly wanted to smoke a little, took out the cigarette case, thought about it, and put it back.

A bowl of fried pork cutlet rice bowl was finished in no time. Meng Yixuan held the bowl and was stunned for a while before putting the bowl back on the table.With a smile, she said with a strong nasal voice:

"Thank you, it's really delicious."

For some reason, the taste is very different from the tonkatsu set meal I ate here a few days ago.Thinking back to the taste she had tasted a few days ago, she couldn't recall the taste that surprised her so much.

Han Weiji silently collected and washed the dishes without saying a word, his tall and handsome figure was busy under the light.After putting the dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet, she came out of the back kitchen, untied her apron, and wiped her wet hands.While walking to the second floor, he said:

"Wait for me, I'm going to change clothes."

"Learning...ah, I mean..." Meng Yixuan was surprised that the other party probably didn't know that she was her junior, and suddenly wanted to change her words, but couldn't find a suitable title.

The other party didn't bother with her calling to stop him but he hesitated and said nothing:

"You probably have no place to live tonight, come home with me."

"Eh?!" She was stunned.

"Don't worry, I'm not a human trafficker. I live alone at home, so don't feel embarrassed." The other party made a joke that didn't seem like a joke, and the tall figure disappeared at the stairs.

Meng Yixuan was stunned for ten seconds, her cheeks flushed completely, reddened to the base of her ears.

After eating, do you even want to spend the night?Meng Yixuan, you are too greedy!She covered her hot cheeks, rationally she wanted to leave immediately, but her surging emotions held her in place.

I and my senior sister haven't seen each other for ten years, just...just stay for one night, even if she doesn't know who she is, just one night, and I won't bother her anymore.

But having said that, Senior Sister is too kind. Could it be that she is so kind to every homeless person who passes by the store?After thinking about it for a while, she suddenly gave a sound of pooh, why did she classify herself as a tramp.It's just true, does senior sister know her?Otherwise, why would he cook for her and invite her to stay overnight at his home?The level of charity has reached the level of Buddha.Unreasonable, unreasonable.

Thinking of this, her heart was beating wildly, maybe... Maybe the senior sister really recognized her, the senior sister knew her?No way, her heart was in a turmoil, and she couldn't help but think about it. You must know that Meng Yixuan, who had a unilateral crush on her senior for three years, always thought that her senior didn't even know her existence.But the first time I found out that my senior sister actually knew me, it was like being hit by a pie.

Not long after, when she was thinking wildly, Han Weiji had already come down from upstairs, and Meng Yixuan looked at her figure in a daze.The navy blue chef uniform on his body was replaced by a white slim-fit long-sleeved shirt with lightly rolled cuffs. The jeans were still the same pair of jeans. The wooden clogs were replaced by snow-white Nike sneakers. Wearing a backpack, she looks like a young and fashionable student. Time seems to have stagnated on her body. Meng Yixuan seems to see the senior who came down the stairs of the teaching building ten years ago.

"Why are you in a daze, let's go." Han Weiji didn't care at all, and took Meng Yixuan out of the store, then locked the door and closed the store completely.

Han Weiji looked at the smart watch on his wrist, it was almost twelve o'clock.She took Meng Yixuan to the back alley, and it was the first time Meng Yixuan saw the back door of Shizang, a small parking lot with a van with the logo of Shizang parked.Next to the truck, there is a mountain bike parked. Meng Yixuan doesn't know much about mountain bikes, but she just thinks this bike looks quite expensive.Han Weiji stepped forward, unlocked the door, pushed the cart to her side, and said:

"Let's go, my house is actually not far from here, you can just walk back."

Meng Yixuan looked at the rear end of the mountain bike without a book rack and the sunken front bumper, and for some reason, she sighed faintly.