Bo Jian took the menu.
It's just a plastic menu from a small restaurant, with colorful colors, but fortunately it doesn't feel greasy to the touch.
Bo Jian scanned from top to bottom, feeling a little strange.
Mutton skewers, 2 yuan a skewer.
Ribs, 1.5 yuan a bunch.
Ham sausage, 1 yuan a bunch.
Boiled edamame, 5 yuan a plate.
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Bo Jian... I have never eaten this kind of barbecue.
Open the beaded door curtain, and inside is a narrow cabin, where the wine cabinet and cash register are placed. Enter through the south gate and exit through the north gate. Outside the north gate is an open courtyard.
This small courtyard is the home of the barbecue restaurant. There are more than a dozen small tables in the open air, and the grill next to it is smoking.
In such a corner barbecue restaurant, at noon, the tables in the yard are already half full.
A few tables were still wearing the red and white school uniforms of No. 4 Middle School.
Jiang Huai randomly found a table and sat down. The cook, the waiter, and the cashier in this nameless barbecue restaurant are just two people, a couple. The proprietress came over with a kettle and took out a notebook from her pocket: "Two people? What are you eating?"
Bo Jian stood quietly in front of his seat for a while.
The table is the cheapest trestle table and the chairs are the cheapest plastic chairs. The color is half old, it seems to be covered with a layer of gray, and it looks dirty.
Bo Jian lowered his head, scraped the plastic chair's stool with the pad of his index finger, and then scraped the armrest.
But it's actually cleaner than it looks, with no dust and no oil.
Bo Jian paused, pulled away the pink plastic chair, and sat down slowly.
Jiang Huai finished his order with a few words, and then sat opposite him with a half-smile and watched the clean Chairman Bo fight against the dirty pink plastic chair.
Jiang Huai took a sip of the free tea: "Chairman, you are ordering."
Free tea is poured into sterilized recycled plastic cups.
Bo Jian was also thirsty, but just as he picked up the cup, he lowered his eyes and saw a small gap on the rim, then put it back: "Let me see the menu."
He looked over the menu twice, and for five minutes, the proprietress got impatient, and Bo Jian said, "A bottle of normal temperature mineral water, thank you."
The proprietress: "..."
Jiang Huai snorted and laughed: "Are you a little fairy who grew up drinking toilet water?"
The little fairy drooped her eyelashes: "Mineral water, not toilet water."
"Okay, I want two bottles of mineral water, one bottle of ice and one bottle of room temperature." Jiang Huai raised his eyebrows, turned to the proprietress and said, "add ten skewers of mutton skewers, one piece of grilled enoki mushrooms in tin foil, and one piece of grilled eggplant with pepper... first These."
Mineral water was served within a minute.
Jiang Huai unscrewed the bottle cap, leaned on the plastic chair and stared lazily at Bo Jian: "A bottle of mineral water costs two yuan... I thought you could make a small set, sorry, I overestimated you."
Bo Jian took a sip of water: "Fairies don't eat barbecue."
The corner of Jiang Huai's mouth twitched: "What does the fairy eat?"
Bo Jian raised his eyelids, and his eyes briefly stopped on Jiang Huai's face. His pupils are very light, and when he looks at people without blinking, there is a bit of sharp aggressiveness. But soon, he turned his eyes away and looked at the old houses to be demolished: "Is your house close to here?"
"What?" Jiang Huai moved his lips.
"I was just thinking," Bo Jian said casually, "You can even find such a remote black shop, so you should be familiar with the neighborhood... If you don't go to No. 4 Middle School, then you should live here."
"Almost." Jiang Huai responded.
"Oh." Bo Jian looked at Jiang Huai again, and curled his mouth, "Then can I go to your house for dinner?"
Jianghuai also said "Oh": "But it has already moved."
Bo Jian: "..."
The proprietress quickly came over with several iron plates and arranged them one by one on the small square table.
A plate of mutton kebabs, a plate of grilled chicken wings and roasted palms, roasted to a crisp, without any fat, and evenly sprinkled with cumin powder and chili powder. Finally, chopped red pepper and green pepper, enoki mushroom and eggplant splashed with oil. A small dish of green boiled edamame was also given.
Bo Jian turned the mineral water bottle and glanced at the skewers.
Jiang Huai cleaned an iron drill.
Thin turned over the plastic menu.
Jiang Huai cleaned another iron drill.
Bo Jian took a sip of mineral water.
Jiang Huai broke open the disposable bamboo chopsticks with a "click" and picked up an eggplant... Bo Jian raised his head, pointed to the menu and asked, "What is a roast lamb gun?"
Jiang Huai raised his eyelids: "Want to eat?"
Bo Jian has the attitude of being a good student with an open mind and eagerness to learn: "True knowledge comes from practice."
"Oh—" Jiang Huai stretched the tone, "Okay."
He raised the corners of his lips and asked, "There's a lamb roast below, why don't you practice it together?"
Bo Jian glanced down, but did not waver: "No need. Try the roasted lamb gun first, if it doesn't taste good..." He paused, "If you don't taste the roasted lamb gun, I will try the roasted lamb gun." Don't try it yet."
Jiang Huai beckoned: "Add ten skewers of lamb guns to this table."
The proprietress came over: "Hey."
Bo Jian frowned: "Two strings are enough."
"Two skewers can't be grilled, it's okay, ten skewers are not too many, big boys eat more of this to nourish their health..." The proprietress ticked the book and asked: "Spicy and cumin?"
Bo Jianping's menu: "No spicy, no cumin, less oil, 1/2 salt... It can be a little raw, but don't burn it." He paused for a while, summed up a more refined expression , "About medium rare."
The proprietress looked up: "?"
Jiang Huai couldn't hold back, turned his head and laughed "puchi".
Hold.
Grill medium rare. Bo Jian is really fucking awesome.
The proprietress was a little confused. She suspected that she heard it wrong: "...the lamb gun is delicious when roasted, but the raw one is inedible and smelly. If you like to eat tender ones, why don't you try the lamb gun?"
Bo Jian glanced at Jiang Huai. Jianghuai must know what a sheep gun is. But he couldn't ask, because if he asked, there would be no reason to eat at noon.
"Well," Bo Jian pondered for a moment, "No need, just ten strings of sheep spears."
Jiang Huai glanced at him: "Ten strings of sheep guns are enough?"
Bo Jian: "I don't eat spicy food."
Jiang Huai: "Then I'll order you a few skewers of mutton skewers that are not spicy?"
Bo Jian: "I don't eat too much oil either."
"..."
Jiang Huai cleaned another iron drill, and lifted his lips: "It's a force."
The lamb gun was soon on board.
Bo Jian took a little look at the appearance... It was slightly transparent, like a gelatinous substance, in a thin string, it looked very chewy, but I couldn't tell what it was.
Bo Jian pushed the iron plate over and asked Jiang Huai, "Do you want to eat?"
Jianghuai gave a "tsk" sound: "Xiao can't bear it."
Bo Jian frowned, picked up a skewer, chewed and ate a piece slowly... the texture and taste were good. Very tough, not too much oil, not too much salt.
Jiang Huai squeezed the edamame skin, and raised the corner of his mouth in a sly way: "Did you guess it?"
Bo gradually shook his head.
So Jiang Huai said: "A few sheep."
"...?"
Jiang Huai clearly saw that Bo Jian's hands didn't move, and he just stared at him. Jiang Huai lazily leaned back and added more firewood: "Chairman, how many are delicious?"
"..."
It was one o'clock in the afternoon when Jiang Huai returned to the west wall of the back door of No. 2 Middle School.
He didn't go back to the west of the back door with Chairman Bo, got out of the taxi, and Chairman Bo left. Someone... There is a car waiting for him at the north gate of the school. Chairman Bo was visibly angry, and he didn't speak a word to him all the way from leaving the barbecue restaurant to taking a taxi back.
Jiang Huai guessed that he was a fastidious person like the chairman, and he couldn't accept such a vulgar thing as eating a few handfuls.
Just as Jiang Huai turned over, he sat on the top of the wall with his legs bent and caught a glimpse of Wei Heping and his classmates walking towards the north gate from outside the school.
Jiang Huai turned around and jumped down again.
At noon today, Wei Heping went to have a meal with some Omega sisters in the "Happy Qi Tian" group.
Two days ago, the two Alphas in the grade department got into a fight because of the Omega voting on the campus network. One invited the hot pot buffet, and the other invited the barbecue buffet. He asked him out again to inquire about the news of the Alpha group.
The substantial social activities have greatly soothed the psychological trauma of Wei Heping who nearly died on the spot this morning when he was inspecting Jianghuai Jiaotong University.
"Tsk tsk tsk," Wei Heping said, "I really can't tell if the vote is the first. I don't know whether it's good or not. The main reason is that there is no Omega in our school that the whole school knows... The Omega in class 7 has a voting ratio of 12." %, almost level with the chairman."
"That's right, there's Alpha and JAC on the list!"
Wei Heping pointed Jiangshan: "But to be honest, eight of the ten brainless voters who voted for the chairman are Omega... But the ones who voted for Jianghuai are all Alphas. Really, this group of people is crazy. I went to eat barbecue yesterday, and they all yelled He wanted to fight Jianghuai with a bayonet, at worst he would get a beating from Jianghuai c—" Wei Heping had already reached the word "fuck" and suddenly looked up as if he saw Jianghuai who had skipped class all morning, "Get a beating from Jianghuai" .”
The desire to survive deep in his soul made him change his mind.
But Jiang Huai didn't hear it at all, and raised his hand lazily: "Hey, did you go out to eat again?"
Next to Wei Heping is a man and two women, both Omega from the higher division.
Several juniors looked at each other and exchanged glances: Is this Jianghuai
Jiang Huai came to the side of Wei Heping, and the people next to Wei Heping were looking at him. He didn't seem to see him, and walked towards the school gate together with Wei Heping: "Oh... you handed in the review for me in the morning?"
Few people in No. 2 Middle School have never heard of Jianghuai's name.
But it was the first time for them... to be so close to Jianghuai.
It doesn't look the same as the Alpha with antisocial and violent personality that has been rumored several times on the campus network and almost forcibly marked Omega for life.
He looks like just a handsome boy with long legs and long arms, but also a little indifferent.
"Fuck," Wei Heping grimaced at the mention of the review, "I hand it in."
As soon as you enter the school gate, the Gaoyi Xuexin Building is to the east, and the Senior 2 Xueli Building is to the west. Wei Heping turned his head to those Omegas and said, "I'm going back to the Xueli Building first, and we will meet again later when I have time."
The younger brother and younger sister quickly responded: "Okay, okay, see you senior."
As soon as people leave. Wei Heping said: "If I hadn't handed it in in the classroom, Lao Lin would have attacked me... You wrote the review like that, I guess Lao Lin was mad, and you skipped class again, didn't he call you?"
"Oh... Maybe I found it."
Wei Heping had a face full of incense for you: "... Anyway, whether you look for it or not, Lao Lin asked you to look for him as soon as possible after returning to school."
"Oh."
Wei Heping continued to walk forward, and said casually: "By the way, the chairman was not here this morning, so he wouldn't be skipping class, right?"
That's what he said, but Wei Heping just said it casually. Not to mention how the first in grade, the outstanding student of the school, and the outstanding representative of the city's high school students could skip class. Even if Bo Jian didn't come to class, it was 100% because the chairman of the student union was busy with many affairs.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you skip class, you will not be able to join Jianghuai. Jianghuai will not know either.
But Wei Heping heard Jiang Huai say: "It's warped."
Wei Heping: "??"
Wei Heping: "How do you know??"
Jiang Huai showed no expression: "Because he went out with me."
"!"
"Really??" The expression on Wei Heping's face could no longer be described as shock. His thoughts were in a mess, and he didn't even have the energy to think first, "Isn't Jiang Huai displeased with Bo Jian? When will the two of them get along so well that they can skip class together?" He asked, "What did you guys skip class and go out together?"
Jiang Huai thought for a while, and the corners of his lips twitched: "He went into the sea."
The author has something to say: Chairman: No hum.