Chapter 87: Child, Eat Slowly!

Due to the fact that the 11th Golden Week has just passed, the number of people queuing at the entrance of the [No. 1 in the world] store is not as crowded as it was in the opening days.

The mother and son waited for about half an hour before entering the store.

After finding an inconspicuous spot in the corner, the mother, who was a little tired-looking, exchanged a waitress of the same age for a [Golden Ratio Roasted Wheat] and [Golden Egg Fried Rice].

It's just that as soon as the siu mai and egg fried rice were served on the table, the poor mother named Zhang Yan became excited.

Because, whether it is the fried egg fried rice with golden sparkle or the four-color siu mai shaped like diamond-shaped petals, it has the appearance of a famous restaurant.

Coupled with the pungent fragrance emitted by the two, even if she traveled from south to north, Zhang Yan, who was looking for delicious food for the child, couldn't help but have a big appetite.

"This shop looks very good, the fried rice and siu mai are very exquisitely cooked. ”

"Son, do you want to try two bites?" Zhang Yan praised two sentences in her mouth, her eyes full of crow's feet, but she had been observing the performance of her son Lin Jun.

I saw the skinny Lin Jun, after seeing these two comic dishes brought to him, he first sniffed the smell with his angular nose, and then put a golden rice grain of [Golden Egg Fried Rice] in his mouth with his hand.

"How?"

"Can you eat the ground?" Seeing that her son took the initiative to eat, even if it was only a grain of rice, Zhang Yan was a little overjoyed and concerned.

Actually, it's not that people with anorexia don't want to eat. After seeing the deteriorating body, almost all people with anorexia want to eat large chunks to fill the emptiness in their stomachs.

However, due to physical and psychological illness factors, as well as the loss of appetite, many anorexic patients will vomit the food they have just eaten.

So much so that these anorexic patients try to take small sips when eating, for fear that eating a large amount of food will cause a burden on their stomach.

It's just that the egg fried rice that Lin Jun put in this time is a bit different from the egg fried rice made by other chefs.

This is the inheritance of Chef Abbe's craftsmanship downstairs from SC Ju, even if it is a tiny grain of rice, it is fried to a crispy and soft ground, and it is extremely delicious.

Therefore, when he felt a faint salty taste suddenly coming from his tongue, which had been paralyzed for many years, Lin Jun's empty eyes, which had almost no flesh, suddenly flashed with a hint of hope!

"Damn, this egg fried rice is great!"

"A little bit salty...... Much better than the liquid food in the hospital!" Lin Jun responded to his mother Zhang Yan, and then used his hands that were almost muscular atrophy and degenerate, and trembled to hold a soup spoon on the table. A large spoon scooped rice, and passed the enamel spoon full of ground into his mouth.

"Huh?!"

Feeling those golden rice grains beating in his mouth, wave after wave of salty taste swept across Lin Jun's tongue. The appetite that had disappeared for several years because of anorexia actually surged into Lin Jun's heart in an instant at this moment.

"Good...... Delicious!"

"This egg fried rice is so delicious!" Lin Jun's eyes widened, and the enamel spoon in his hand trembled and scooped a mouthful of egg fried rice into his mouth.

"The taste of this egg fried rice is the same as that made by my mother!"

With just the third attempt, Lin Jun immediately recalled the taste of his mother's egg fried rice every morning at home before he suffered from anorexia.

"My son opened his mouth to eat...... Junjun can eat......" Seeing the scene where Lin Jun actually took the initiative to eat, Zhang Yan, who was watching a little distressed from the side, couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Mom!"

"What are you crying about?"

"This egg fried rice is really delicious, try it. Lin Jun saw his mother shed tears, and hurriedly said with rice grains all over his face.

As for the [Golden Egg Fried Rice] that his mouth is full of, at this moment, it is like a popping bead, "Bobo" releasing the biggest delicious impact. Lin Jun's appetite, which had been silent for several years, swelled more and more.

Seeing her son's appetite so much, how can Zhang Yan, a mother, still sit on the ground?

I saw her say with a concerned face, "Xiaojun, mom is not hungry! You eat slowly and choke carefully." ”

"How can you just eat egg fried rice? Xiaojun, you sit down obediently first, and Mom will pour you a cup of hot water. "I got up and went to find boiling water in the [No. 1 in the world] store.

The problem is that Chen Hao's store has not provided free boiling water at all since it opened.

Zhang Yan, who had no choice, could only go out to the commissary to buy mineral water.

However, on the way to buy water, Zhang Yan couldn't help but call her husband Lin Jin and conveyed the news that her son was willing to open his mouth to eat hot rice.

Now, it's the husband on the other end of the phone who can't sit still!

"What?"

"Xiaojun opened his mouth to eat?"

"Is the [No. 1 in the world] store the newly opened restaurant diagonally across the street from the hospital?"

"You take Xiaojun to sit for a while, and I'll come over right away!" Lin Jin hurriedly hung up the phone, regardless of whether the company's work was finished or not, after explaining to a few employees below, he drove his Mercedes-Benz S600 all the way to Wansong Road, where the [No. 1 in the world] store was located.

However, on the way to the [No. 1 in the World] store, Lin Jin couldn't help but stab the news of his son's opening to eat to the ears of several elderly people in the family.

"Dad, there's a great good thing!"

"Hmph! It's your shabby company that talks about a big business again? I said Lin Jin, are you still my Lin Zhongxiong's son? No matter how much money you make, can you dare to get my grandson's illness cured?" The old-fashioned voice on the other end of the phone rushed to Lin Jinshu one by one.

"Dad! It's not the company's business!"

"Hurry up and tell my mother, Xiaojun has opened his mouth to eat!" Lin Jin may have been accustomed to his old father's reprimand, so he endured the unhappiness in his heart and slowly explained.

"What?!"

"My baby grandson has opened his mouth to eat? When is it? Isn't it going to be a liquid feed from the hospital again?" The old man on the other end of the phone was stunned, and immediately asked emotionally.

"Liquid food?

"Jiu Yanzi called me just now, saying that Xiaojun was eating egg fried rice at a restaurant!"

"I'm on my way there now, Dad, if you're okay, take Mom over and over from you, across from the People's Hospital. Lin Jin said excitedly on the phone, so that he didn't notice after running several traffic lights just now.

However, the old man on the other end of the phone, after hearing that his baby grandson, who had anorexia, actually took the initiative to eat in a roadside restaurant, he instantly became emotional and shouted loudly at home.

"Old woman!"

"Hurry up and pack up and follow me to the People's Hospital. ”

"What? You're learning to cook?"

"What kind of private dishes do you still know! Xiaojun has already opened his mouth to eat!"

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PS: Because of procrastination again, just now, the data slapped itself a few times. I really want to find someone to beat me up and give myself a long memory.