Megumi Kato, School of Economics and Management, Imperial Tunao University. www.biquge.info Bai Xuejia also found out after chatting about it, Dongcheng Aya is a Chinese, and he thought that Kato Megumi is also a Chinese.

Megumi Kato came alone and drove a nine-seater business car, borrowed from his father's company.

Bai Xue Jia thought that the driver should be the driver of Megumi Kato's father's company, but it wasn't until Megumi Kato sat in the driver's seat that he found out that Megumi Kato was preparing to drive by himself.

"You can drive?" said Bai Xuejia in surprise.

"Well, after the college entrance examination holiday, I took the driver's license test if I had nothing to do. Megumi Kato replied as she checked her surroundings.

Shirasika, Hideyoshi, Mitaka Ren, Ya Yi Ryunya, Adou Miho, Imai Midori, Shiina Mashiro, one less Aoyama Nanami, one Ying Lili added, plus Kato Megumi herself, just nine people.

Counting 8 suitcases, the car is full.

Megumi Kato started the car with a set of beginner's rigorous movements, and the cold air from the on-board air conditioner dispersed the heat on everyone's body.

"How long have you been driving?" asked Bai Xuejia.

"It's been almost a year since my driver's license came down, and if I drive, it will take ten days. ”

Bai Xuejia hurriedly fastened his seat belt, and Megumi Kato asked, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" What do you want to eat?"

When it came to eating, everyone became interested. Go out at five o'clock in the morning, get on the high-speed train at six o'clock, and get off at 12 o'clock. During the six-hour trip, the food on the high-speed train looked unappetizing, so I casually filled some bread in the morning, and I was already hungry at the moment.

"What are the specialties here?" An Yilun also asked.

When it comes to the special food here, people's general impression is that cold skin and meat sandwich buns are just like the impression of Lanzhou only has the meaning of ramen, which is spread all over the country.

Although it is not as systematic and well-known at home and abroad as the eight generations of cuisine, it is certainly not just the two of them. The pasta here is a must, rod, pull, cut, cut, pull, press, rub, dial, twist, pick, slip, steam, boil, fry, fry, fry, fry, stew, marinade, mix, brand, bake, dry fishing, a bowl of simple noodles, you can eat flowers here, even if you eat noodles every day, eat until they go, there is no duplicate.

In addition, there are also very characteristic beef and mutton steamed buns, which have not been eaten here, so they are basically not considered to have been to the waste capital.

Even Su Shi, a big foodie, has left poems for this - Long cuisine has bear wax, and Qin cooks only lamb soup.

Compared with when Bai Xuejia came a year ago, the waste capital has changed a lot, first of all, the biggest change is that the road is more blocked. Mainly to repair the subway and some municipal construction occupy some roads, although not as poetic as the imperial capital blocked, but under this scorching sun, even if there is air conditioning, people always feel that the air blowing out has a burning smell.

Ying Lili lay on An Yilun's lap with a pale face, she was a little motion sick, and An Yilun also comforted distressedly: "Hold on, it's almost here." ”

Megumi Kato drove the car, and at a speed of ten kilometers per hour, finally climbed in front of a mutton steamed bun restaurant with difficulty.

After getting out of the car, Ying Lili was reborn.

Lin Yu, a high-rise building opposite, is separated by a road, and the fashionable and gorgeous signs of the shops on the street here can't hide the old atmosphere of the houses.

In the middle of the brightly colored billboards that light up at night with beautiful neon lights, there stands a wooden plaque, like a stinky stone that does not slip away, stubbornly stuck in the middle of a group of beautiful glass balls. On the plaque, the font is vigorous and powerful, and the gray wolf mutton is soaked in buns.

Megumi Kato introduced, "This is a long-established restaurant, and it tastes good, so I come here often. ”

Standing at the door, you can smell the strong smell of mutton.

"Oh, it's still open here?" the depths of Bai Xuejia's memory were turned out again.

"What? have you been here?" Mitaka Ren beside him looked around curiously and chatted with Bai Xue Jia over and over again.

"Well, my hometown is here, and I used to come here a lot. Bai Xue Jia said.

An Yilun also suddenly interjected: "Aren't you from Tokyo?"

"I only went to Tokyo after my parents died, and I have been in the abandoned capital until then, and I guess I am half a local of the abandoned capital. Bai Xue Jia said.

Ying Lili quietly pinched An Yilun, An Yilun also knew that he was speechless, embarrassed and guilty at Bai Xuejia who didn't know what to do, Bai Xuejia smiled indifferently.

The grief has long since passed, and only remembrance remains at this moment.

Bai Xuejia saw Shiina's eyebrows twisted, so he asked, "Mashiro, aren't you used to the smell here?"

Mutton already has a bad taste, coupled with the heavy and mellow flavor of mutton steamed buns, in short, it is a heavy taste, some people are addicted to it, and some people can't stand this taste.

Shiina Mashiro is very stubborn, she said, "I haven't eaten it yet, so try it first." ”

Although the shop is small, it is very clean, and the table is still the kind of old wood square table that Bai Xuejia remembers, but the floor has been replaced by a tile floor instead of a cement floor in the past, and the walls and so on have been redecorated again, and it looks very bright, which is completely different from what I remember.

The store is empty, just one person is dining, two people are playing with their mobile phones at the counter, and directly opposite is the back kitchen, Bai Xuejia remembers that this used to be a closed back kitchen, but now the walls are torn down and sealed with transparent glass, so that customers can see at a glance and dine with confidence.

The standard way to eat mutton steamed buns is to eat it for breakfast, or even as breakfast, Bai Xuejia ate it at seven or eight o'clock in the morning when he was a child, and he could carry it until the afternoon without feeling hungry. Although people's rhythm of life and habits have changed, and no one likes to get up so early to eat such heavy food, but by 1 o'clock in the afternoon, there will hardly be any people.

A group of people entered the tour in an uproar, and the waiter immediately beckoned a few people to sit down and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

There are not many on the menu, basically it is around the beef and mutton steamed buns, water basins, which are the main products of almost all mutton steamed bun restaurants, and I came here to eat this.

Steamed buns, known as yokan in ancient times, are made of special dead dough cakes cut into broken cakes the same size as Wangzai's small steamed buns, and then boiled and seasoned with special condiments.

Mutton in the water basin, this is the traditional steamed bun, which is made of mutton and mutton bones, and when eating, the baked cakes and clear soup are served, so that the diners can tear the cakes themselves to soak, which is delicious. Water basin mutton is almost uneaten in other places.

Mainly these two, but except for Bai Xuejia and Kato Megumi, no one else has eaten it, and they all want to taste it, and finally decide, four portions each, and then a small stir-fry.

But when they came up, several girls were dumbfounded.

"This ...... Is this mine, or is it ours?" Imai Midori had a very bad feeling.

"It's yours, one bowl per person. Megumi Kato replied.

"What? You call this thing a bowl?"

Midori Imai shuddered and pointed to the "basin" that was bigger than her face—you could say it was bigger, but it was still full of food.

The beauties in the picture are all PS, and the overlord burgers in the picture are all shrunk, but the heavy sincerity in front of him is about to move Imai Midori to tears.

Megumi Kato calmly took out her chopsticks and ate them in small bites.

Bai Xuejia swallowed a large piece of mutton slices, and time passed, but it still tasted the same.