"For the time being, it's just egg fried rice and milk. Zhang Han turned his head and glanced at him and replied.

"Mainlanders?" The woman was slightly stunned, she could hear it from Zhang Han's Mandarin, and a trace of disdain flashed involuntarily in her eyes.

Zhang Han glanced at her lightly and ignored it.

As long as Mandarin is spoken outside, there will always be some Xiangjiang locals who leak a little disdain, which is not discrimination, but a kind of annoyance.

I remember when Zhang Han and Zhang Li were chatting, Zhang Li said about this, and after coming to Xiangjiang for a few years, I also knew why the locals hated the mainlanders.

She said that many mainlanders gave birth in the beds of Xiangjiang Hospital through various means, forcing many local pregnant women to go to more expensive private hospitals, and gradually, the places of private hospitals were also seized, and you think you are very rich? Sorry, mainlanders are richer than you, and even later the Xiangjiang government issued a regulation restricting mainland pregnant women from giving birth in Xiangjiang, which was protested by all kinds of people, and every weekend, especially holidays, a large number of mainlanders go to Xiangjiang to shop, and they do not queue up, shout loudly, and run red lights..... There are also many items that have been sold out.

For various reasons, the people of Xiangjiang hate the mainlanders, but in fact, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, and there are high-quality and low-quality people everywhere, and there are many scumbags in Xiangjiang locals, just because there are too many mainlanders going to Xiangjiang.

However, Zhang Han has always ignored this gaze.

How can an anteater care about the gaze of an ant?

Don't say that the people of Xiangjiang, that is, foreigners, aliens, immortal cultivators, Zhang Han will not care.

"That's all there is to it? Then I want an egg fried rice and milk. The woman took out her purse and asked, "How much is it?"

"280 for egg fried rice and 80 for milk. Zhang Han said: "If you want to eat, you have to wait for half an hour." ”

"Is it so expensive? The woman quickly put her wallet back, glanced at Zhang Han with disdain, and turned to leave.

After going out, she walked briskly back to the Sichuan coriander restaurant next door.

The decoration and layout inside are also good, focusing on Sichuan spicy dishes, and the chef is also invited from Xichuan at a high price.

Because the restaurant has no business in the morning, it is relatively leisurely, and the service staff is only responsible for cleaning in the morning, while the manager of the restaurant and five waiters are sitting at a table next to the door.

"Manager, manager, I've been to see it, and the restaurant next to it is opened by a mainlander. The woman hurried back, sat down in her chair, and said.

"Mainlanders?"

"Another mainlander who wants to come to Crescent Bay to make money. ”

“......”

A few waiters talked a few times, but the manager groaned and said, "What kind of restaurant does it sell?"

The woman's expression paused, and with a hint of amusement, she spit out three words: "Egg fried rice." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"And milk. The woman then added, "Guess how much he sells? Egg fried rice costs 208 yuan a serving, and a glass of milk costs 80 yuan." ”

This sentence stunned several waiters.

"Hehe, is he crazy about making money?" a man in his early twenties scoffed.

"It's also called opening a restaurant, it's strange to have customers!"

"yes, he thinks he's a chef, isn't it funny to sell it so expensive?"

In the midst of the discussions, several people could find a trace of ridicule in each other's eyes, although they didn't say it, but they all felt that the boss's nerves were wrong.

"It's funny. The middle-aged manager chuckled and shook his head: "I said that the customers who went in in the past two days came out in less than two minutes, it turned out to be a problem with the price." ”

As he spoke, the manager couldn't help laughing, looked at the woman, and said, "Then why didn't you taste the two hundred and eighty yuan rice?"

"I'm not sick. The woman pouted and smiled.

In her heart, she already thought that eating 281 servings of egg fried rice was a sick act.

According to her words, now Zhang Han's restaurant has three 'sick' people in front of it.

"Boss, when is the good meal?" Liang Mengqi took the lead in with a smile on her face.

"Twenty minutes. Zhang Han glanced at her and responded.

"Then let's wait a minute. Liang Mengqi said, and when she saw the sissy walking towards the big dining table used by Zhang Han, she hurriedly reminded: "Hey, this is the place for the guests." ”

"What, don't sit casually?" the sissy was slightly stunned.

"What do you think? That's where the boss and his daughter eat. Liang Mengqi glanced at him, and took the lead in sitting on the small chair on the side of the guest table, but the short-haired woman didn't say anything, and sat directly opposite Liang Mengqi.

"Such a small table, I'll go, Mengqi, you're not cheating us, are you, where will I sit if you two do this?" said the sissy angrily.

"Isn't there a place at the table next to it, don't bother, sit down, or you can go out and stay!" the short-haired woman glared at him.

"Okay, okay, I'll sit next to you, right? Really, I can tell you, if this meal is not to your taste today, the old lady will scold the street!" sissy snorted.

"It's so cheap, my scalp is numb!" the short-haired woman rolled her eyes to herself.

"Gurgle... The two of you, a sissy and a woman, are really a good match. Liang Mengqi said with a chuckle.

The sissy name is Zhao Dahu, a very hard name, a very girly person, and the short-haired woman is named Yu Qingqing, a very soft name, a very hearty personality, and what is even more interesting is that this Zhao Dahu is still pursuing Yu Qingqing hard, and he has been chasing him for nearly two years.

"Who is as good as him, I don't like a sissy!" Yu Qingqing said angrily.

"Hmph! People like women. Zhao Dahu muttered, then looked at the surrounding environment a few times, and said: "What kind of decoration here looks like a restaurant? There are only three small tables for guests, and I don't think that guy has the sincerity to open a restaurant at all." ”

"What does it have to do with you how people decorate?" Yu Qingqing turned his head and patted Zhao Dahu on the shoulder.

"Okay, okay, people don't say okay, right?" Zhao Dahu twisted his body and said: "Although it doesn't look like a restaurant, the decoration here is quite chic, and it's really a jade background wall over there, not to mention, this Steinway piano is very cool, but I don't know if it's a pure ornament." ”

"I'll tell you, Zhao Niangniang. Liang Mengqi pouted at Zhang Han and said: "People's piano skills are not inferior to Mr. Lang's." ”

"Really, fake, so powerful?" Yu Qingqing said with some surprise.

"Yo Yo Yo, Meng Qi, I think you're afraid you don't have a crush on that old man, right? Zhao Dahu said in a strange way, and as he spoke, he suddenly sniffed his nose and said in surprise: "Huh, is this the smell of goat's milk? It's so fragrant." ”

"yes, this milk seems to be very pure. Yu Qingqing also asked about the taste of goat's milk, turned his eyes and saw Zhang Han pouring out two cups of goat's milk, and there seemed to be some left in the pot, steaming hot, and the milk fragrance was elegant.

"Coo-coo......" Liang Mengqi's stomach screamed twice, she subconsciously stretched out her tongue and licked her sexy lips, muttering: "I'm almost unbearable." ”

In her eagerness to wait, finally, the tormented twenty minutes passed.

"Mengmeng, let's go to dinner. Zhang Han put breakfast on the dining table, walked over and picked up Meng Meng, who was still watching the animation with relish.

"Let's eat. Mengmeng raised her little arm in Baba and cheered, and when she sat at the dining table, she saw Liang Mengqi and the others.

"Ah, is the young lady here?" Meng Meng waved her little palm.

"Good morning. Liang Mengqi smiled sweetly, and there was a small dimple on her right cheek.

"Good morning. Zhao Dahu and Yu Qingqing also smiled and said hello.

"Hello, huh. Meng Meng first greeted politely, then remembered what the two said on the beach, snorted lightly, turned her head and picked up the spoon and began to eat breakfast.

"Your plates are on the counter, the rice is in the rice bowl on top, go and serve the rice yourself, there is milk in the big pot next to it, and goat's milk in the small pot. Zhang Han said to the three of them.

"Okay. Liang Mengqi got up and walked over.

Yu Qingqing frowned slightly.

Opening a restaurant for guests to serve their own meals, this is the first time she has met, if you have a buffet, forget it, the key is that you are still a small restaurant that sells egg fried rice!

"Hmph!" Zhao Dahu glanced at Zhang Han and walked over with a twist.

"It's really pure egg fried rice, only eggs and rice, and even so few green onions, but it smells okay. Zhao Dahu sniffed his nose, and after the two ladies finished serving the meal, he also served one for himself.

As for milk and goat's milk, the three of them chose goat's milk, and they often drank milk, but goat's milk was rarely drunk.

It's just that when Zhao Dahu and Yu Qingqing finished pouring the milk, they turned around and were suddenly stunned.

I saw Liang Mengqi return to the table in three steps and two steps, put down the breakfast and ate it in a hurry.

Looking at her eating appearance, both of them thought that she seemed to have not eaten for three days.

"Is it really that delicious?" Yu Qingqing and Zhao Dahu glanced at each other and muttered.

"Go and try!" Zhao Dahu said, and the two walked back quickly.

After sitting down, Yu Qingqing looked at Liang Mengqi, who didn't even raise her head, and was stunned again, she took a spoonful of rice and put it in her mouth, and when she tasted the taste, Yu Qingqing's eyes gradually widened.

This...... Is it really egg fried rice?

Yu Qingqing's heart was suspicious, she closed her eyes and chewed a few bites, and after swallowing it, she felt comfortable for a while.

She lowered her head again and looked at the egg fried rice on the plate, after glancing at Liang Mengqi, who had already eaten half of it, and finally at her spoon, she began to eat it three times faster than usual.

I remember a culinary god once said: The joy of food is that it allows the person who eats it to devote himself to it, just like going on a wonderful taste trip.

Yu Qingqing was like this at this time, she was already extremely intoxicated.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear Zhao Dahu's choking sound behind her.

"Woo.....oooooo It's delicious, it's delicious...... This is egg fried rice, this is simply life......."