Food store[GL]

Wipe it.

Meng Yixuan took the cloth belt that smelled of oily smoke, wrapped it into a ball and buried her face in it.A deep sense of inferiority suddenly surged in my heart.

Senior sister, if I didn't meet you again under such circumstances, it would be great.

☆、Chapter 6

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 have no money

for free.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 would you like 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:

Really no money.

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

If that’s the case, 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 happily.

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 learned Japanese, but she has watched a few Japanese dramas and anime, she can probably guess that the Japanese pronunciation of Wei Ji’s name is not miki? That is to say, her senior sister is this restaurant. Shopkeeper!

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 sister, I'm really stupid! About today's fall and blow have made my brain's reaction 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.

With a 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.

Let's have some food to pad our stomach first, and have an appetizer by the way.While talking, Han Weiji poured her a cup of hot barley tea, and the dinner will have to wait a little longer.

Ah, no need, I'll just eat the ball.Meng Yixuan said hastily.

Where can I eat enough? Let's go after dinner.Han Weiji didn't care whether Meng Yixuan answered or not, he turned his head to look at her, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his lips, his beautiful eyes were shining brightly, Meng Yixuan's heart beat violently at that gesture.The culprit directly lifted the curtain and entered the back kitchen.

The lights in the store are dim, 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 the sizzling sound of frying pan 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 crunchy taste overflows the mouth.It turns out that the pickled plum meat and pickled cucumber 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 is difficult to describe 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: