Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

Although there are many people queuing up, the aunts in the cafeteria are not slow.

After a while, Ye Xichen and the two moved from the tail of the team to the window where the rice cooker was.

"Kung Pao chicken, tofu with minced meat, shredded potatoes, thank you."

Ye Xichen spoke quickly, reporting the names of the three dishes in one breath, and there was a "ding" on the meal card.

After taking the plate, Ye Xichen quickly stepped aside and gave way to the window.

In front of each window, there are eight rectangular stainless steel basins neatly arranged, four meat and four vegetables.

It seems that there are quite a lot of options for dinner at No. [-] Middle School in T City——

If you ignore the slice of red pepper floating on top of each pot of vegetables.

Ling Qinghe's eyes stopped on the red patch, and after a moment of hesitation, the aunt who was carrying the spoon showed displeasure.

"Hurry up, there are people waiting behind!"

Ye Xichen, who was standing in the aisle, immediately turned her head back to the window, with a cute smile on her face.

"Auntie, shredded pork with bean sprouts, scrambled eggs with cucumber, broccoli, thank you."

"Ding!" Auntie swiped Ye Xichen's meal card in one go, and handed the plate to Ling Qinghe.

"Next!"

"Let's go over there." Ye Xichen pointed to an empty seat, and walked carefully through the crowded aisle with Ling Qinghe.

After finally breaking through the encirclement of the queue, Ye Xichen slowed down and stopped two steps away from the empty seat.

"What's wrong?" Ling Qinghe stopped behind her.

"There is only one vacant seat," Ye Xichen said in a low voice, looking at the six roads, "Let's wait a moment, the students next to me will finish eating soon."

Things like grabbing a seat in the canteen rely on experience.

Sometimes it seems that there is only one vacancy, but in fact, two minutes later, there will be two vacancies immediately.

Ye Xichen has a lot of experience in these little tricks of predicting and grabbing positions.

Ling Qinghe understood what she meant, "You sit down first, I'll buy a bottle of water." Standing like this doesn't make sense.

Ye Xichen sat down obediently and put the two people's dinner plates on the table.

The girl on the opposite side raised her head and glanced at her, then speeded up her eating.

"I'll finish eating right away, you guys wait for me for 2 minutes."

"No rush, no hurry," Ye Xichen waved his hand, pointing at Ling Qinghe who left, "Eat slowly, we have to go shopping."

The girl didn't speak any more, just lowered her head and continued to eat.

Ling Qinghe, who had just left, returned again with an embarrassed expression on his face, "I forgot to bring..."

"Meal card!" Ye Xichen slapped himself on the forehead, handed the card to her, and said angrily, "I forgot just now..."

The canteen is in the corner of the cafeteria, not far from the seats the two were looking for.

When Ling Qinghe returned to his seat with two bottles of mineral water, Ye Xichen had already taken his chopsticks, and the seat was already vacant.

"And bought yogurt?"

Ling Qinghe rarely drank anything other than tea, and the yogurt in his hand was obviously bought for her.

"Well, I didn't find the one you often drink, you can try this."

"Huh?" Ye Xichen picked up the yogurt, looked left and right, "it's pretty cute."

On the round body of the bottle is a little man with a "beautiful.jpg" emoji, holding an ice cream.

"I haven't tried the cookie ice cream flavor yet," she said, picking up the straw, ready to try the flavor.

"Drink after eating," Ling Qinghe put the chopsticks in her hand, "I just took it out, and there is still some ice."

Ye Xichen could only put down the yogurt.

……

"Tsk~" Ye Xichen sighed, looking serious.

The chopsticks in his hand were scratching and pulling in the Kung Pao Chicken, and picked up another peanut.

"No. 11 pieces." Ye Xichen expressed admiration on his face, "There is nothing to say about the craftsmanship of the master chef in the cafeteria! No matter what meat dishes are fried, the quantity of meat is always so accurate."

In a serving of Kung Pao Chicken, there are only two pieces of chicken pulled out, which are about the size of the tip of a little finger.The rest is full of peanuts and chunks of lettuce.

However, compared with another dish, "At least there are two pieces of meat..."

"Poor tofu," she made affectionate gestures towards the minced meat tofu, "who made your sister Rousi abandon you so early..."

After untold hardships, I finally found a piece of minced meat the size of soybeans from the red tofu cubes.

Ye Xichen carefully put it into his mouth with a satisfied expression on his face.

After three seconds.

Satisfaction became indescribable.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooobie."

She lamented: "Is this how the cafeteria of No. [-] Middle School treats the future of the motherland and the hope of mankind? Is this a distortion of human nature, or a loss of morality?"

"I went to the wrong set." Ling Qinghe laughed, and picked the shredded pork from her plate to her dinner plate.

"No and no." Ye Xichen stretched out a finger and shook it, "It's the duty of a canteen master to control the proportion of meat, we can't blame them."

She continued to enter the play, "But... making ginger into the shape of minced meat, trying to get away with it, Li Daitao stiff, this is too much..."

"Did you consider the dignity of meat dishes?"

"What's the difference between minced meat tofu without minced meat and tofu mixed with shallots!"

"There is a difference." Ling Qinghe picked up the bean sprouts and cucumber slices on the plate and ate them, "There is no pepper in the tofu mixed with shallots."

"puff!"

Ye Xichen was amused, seeing Ling Qinghe's gloomy expression, she was not bothered immediately that there was no chicken in the Kung Pao Chicken, and there was only tofu in the minced meat tofu.

"There are only eight dishes in total, and if you can choose three dishes without chili peppers, it is already the canteen chef's mercy."

After all, this is T City, which is famous for its spicy food.

Ling Qinghe unscrewed the cap of the bottle of mineral water, took two sips, and said slowly, "Try broccoli."

"Isn't it delicious?" Ye Xichen took a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Ha ha ha ha."

As soon as she tasted the taste of broccoli, Ye Xichen couldn't stop laughing, "Sorrow...two non-spicy dishes are not bad."

Broccoli fooled the two of them into thinking that it had nothing to do with spiciness, with its green appearance and the presentation without any red.

Unexpectedly, this dish of cold broccoli and seasoning sauce put a lot of spicy millet into it.

The broccoli soaked in the spicy millet sauce is a bit spicier than the dish with bright red peppers.

Ye Xichen didn't like spicy food, so he ate two more pieces and commented on his mood.

"It tastes good, better than Kung Pao Chicken, cough..."

Eating and eating, the cough suddenly couldn't stop, "Ahem... I shouldn't speak ill of the canteen master..."

Ye Xichen coughed until tears almost came out, took the water Ling Qinghe handed over, and drank it hard.

"You can't just drink water, eat some food." Ling Qinghe put his hands on her back and gave her comfort.

Seeing her blushing face, she felt both distressed and funny, "Are you serious about eating in the future?"

"serious!"

Ye Xichen gulped down the white rice, her voice was indistinct, "Eat without talking and sleep without talking, the words of our ancestors really make sense."

"Aren't you being naughty when you're eating?"

"Stop being naughty."

"Do you still eat spicy food?"

"If you don't eat... how can you not eat it! Pepper is the soul of T city!"

"..."

On the first day of time travel, Ling Qing and Churen failed, and ate the only dish in the entire cafeteria that didn't contain chili.

……

Evening study.

Ye Xichen looked at the class schedule in the corner of the blackboard, there were three evening self-study sessions.For boarding students, there is a 20-minute fourth quarter of evening self-study.

At seven o'clock in the evening, as soon as the bell rang, Lao Li took a red pen, and Shi Shiran walked onto the podium.

"Students, the old rules."

Old Li Erlang turned his legs up and began to correct his English homework.

On the seat, a boy got up, holding a small black square in his hand, staggered to the front of the classroom, put the thing in his hand on the stool next to the podium, and fiddled with it.

Lao Li didn't look sideways and continued to correct his homework.

After a while, a very contagious soprano sounded in the classroom, which made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Imfriendswiththemohatsundermybed..."

After the soprano, there was a powerful English rap, and the boys began to shake their heads.

Lao Li paused and looked up at the boy.

"I still appreciate your English song appreciation level very much." Lao Li teased, "But... you have to consider my old man's heart, and keep your voice low!" Out.

There was laughter in the classroom.

Although students are allowed to listen to music to relax in the self-study class, at Lao Li's age, he really can't stand such music.

A girl in the first row got up, turned down the volume of the small stereo, and at the same time did not forget to fan the flames: "Old Li, deduct points for his conduct!"

"That's right, deduct points for his conduct! What if we scare our dear old Li into a heart attack!"

There are many people booing.

Lao Li pressed his hand, "It's not scary to have a heart attack, but I'm afraid that the next class will complain about us... So, keep doing homework."

The classroom returned to silence.

Seeing that Lao Li had finished grading a stack of homework, Ye Xichen, who was sitting below, felt a big stone in his heart finally fall to the ground.

Don't look at her pretending to be writing a Chinese exercise book, in fact, she has been paying attention to the podium from the corner of her eye.

Judging from the number of times Lao Li made corrections, Ye Xichen was obviously not the only one who didn't hand in his English homework.

But Lao Li didn't seem to care, and he didn't ask anyone to go up and talk about homework.

"It's okay not to hand in English homework occasionally, my current level of English is more than enough for high school..." Ye Xichen comforted herself.

Although she is not used to the character design of "bad girl", sometimes it is beneficial.