Class society, Jiao Ming sighed softly while eating. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The people who were eating in the restaurant could be divided into two parts, the aristocratic girl Binglian and the group of children who had just gone to class sat by the window, and the other part was also dressed up in detail.

Near the stairs sat a few fat and strong men, and the two dry and thin guys who had just walked up the stairs with their backs were not of the same level at all. The leader was an old man, the one who had just taken the boy, and although his hair was all white, his muscles were bulging, like a bodybuilder.

On the other side were women dressed as maids, young and old, and the tall maids who had seen Jiao Ming all over were among them.

It can be seen that the people who can sit down to eat are all the middle and high-level people in the castle, Klimt and little Lori are standing at the base of the wall with their hands down, Jiao Ming even saw little Lori secretly swallowing saliva, this action makes the little guy even cuter.

Jiao Ming was also eating, although he didn't know why he was classified into this class, but it was much better than standing at the base of the wall and watching others eat.

It is obvious that there is a separate meal system, and each person is a bowl of rice and a big bowl of soup. Rice is a grain similar to sorghum rice that tastes bad. The vegetables in the vegetable soup are turquoise, Jiao Ming is sure that he has never seen this kind of vegetable on earth, and there are a few diced meat in the vegetable soup, and the muscle fibers are about the same as beef. However, considering that this is not the earth, it cannot be concluded that this is beef.

Although thirty or forty people were eating, and a dozen people were watching from the wall, it was generally quiet, but I don't know if this was local table manners or if it was particularly quiet today.

Jiao Ming, who is used to eating rice, has the impression of this kind of grain as a tooth and throat, but in line with the principle of 'don't be too big to eat dates for nothing', Jiao Ming decided not to express his opinion.

The unpalatable food could not completely attract Jiao Ming's attention, and after glancing around, he soon made a new discovery, and the people here actually used chopsticks, which Jiao Ming had been ignoring because it was too natural. Jiao Ming was taken aback at first, but after thinking about it carefully, chopsticks are simple and easy to use, and the two races in different worlds use chopsticks, and the word coincidence can barely explain the past.

The food was not abundant, and when it was almost finished, a middle-aged maid brought two roast chickens from the kitchen. In the aroma of meat, Jiao Ming's eyes immediately straightened, and he couldn't wait to dig out his eyeballs and put them on the chicken.

The people around seemed to be accustomed to it, only Jiao Ming kept paying attention. One roast chicken was placed in front of the white-haired muscular old man, the other was cut in the middle, half in front of the tall maid, and the other half in front of him under Jiao Ming's demented gaze. Jiao Ming thought that this half was a noble girl, but he didn't expect it to be his own.

Everyone just continued to eat, as if Jiao Ming and the half roast chicken in front of him did not exist.

Jiao Ming swallowed his saliva, his head did not move, and he only looked around secretly with the peripheral vision of his eyes. I thought that there would be a cat and a dog that jumped out to question why he, a crippled newcomer, could eat roast chicken, but found that everyone was very calm.

That's polite, I don't know how long I've been in a coma, and my stomach is short of oil and water. The broken arm and the right hand cooperated, picked up the roast chicken and gnawed it, and suddenly made a pair of eyes with the little Lori in the afterglow. Soon Jiao Ming realized that the little guy was just staring at his roast chicken, because the little Lori kept swallowing saliva, Jiao Ming didn't think he had the charm to make women swallow saliva.

The chicken thigh part has been eaten halfway, and it is covered with saliva. Fortunately, the chicken wings were not moved, and the chicken wings were folded off with a large piece of chicken breast, calmly hidden in the coarse cloth sleeve, and then continued to eat.

Everyone had finished their lunch and left, and the maids who had just stood around came up to clean up the mess, and a large wooden barrel came out of the kitchen steaming hot mush. The white color is slightly yellow, which is the kind that Jiao Ming padded his stomach before lunch.

Aunt Kling and Little Lori were about to leave while pushing Jiao Ming's wheelchair.

"Where to go?"

"Go back to your room. Little Lori replied softly.

"Push me to the side, I want to see more. ”

Aunt Kling obviously didn't understand, and under the communication of Little Lori, the two pushed Jiao Ming to the corner of a restaurant window, and then joined the maid team. The blazing sun was just shining on Jiao Ming's lower abdomen, which made him very comfortable.

At this time, a group of aunts, maids and thin men came up from the stairs, and they stood behind Aunt Clint and Little Lori in an orderly manner. A wooden bucket was brought out of the kitchen again, and the sound of water came from it.

The aunt with the wooden bucket poured the soup in the bucket into the paste, the soup was the kind that Jiao Ming had just drunk, and there was only the bottom of the barrel left. A cold-faced aunt stirred it with a long wooden spoon, and then began to divide the bowls one by one. The team soon arrived at Little Lori, and Jiao Ming saw that Little Lori's wooden bowl was only half a bowl, and Little Lori bit her lip and was about to walk away. At this time, Aunt Kling in the back said something, and then the cold-faced aunt swept Jiao Ming by the window, and quietly filled the wooden bowl of Little Lori.

If she can't wake up, what will happen to little Lori? Jiao Ming sighed secretly. The world's meal distribution system is very thorough.

Everyone ate a bowl of hot paste quickly, and Aunt Kling and Little Lori pushed Jiao Ming back to the room. Helping Jiao Ming to lie back on the bed, Aunt Kling and Little Lori were about to leave.

"Wait, little sister, I'll ask you something. Jiao Ming also said thank you to Aunt Klin, although he knew that she didn't understand.

Aunt Kling made a maid salute to Jiao Ming, turned around and closed the door to leave.

"Do you usually eat half a bowl of mush?"

"Hmm!" little Lori nodded with an aggrieved face. But in an instant, he was happy again, "I even had a diced meat today!" as if this was a lucky thing.

Most of the cold-faced aunts who are confused have the skills to find diced meat, Jiao Ming thought to himself, but then asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Nine years old. ”

"What grade is elementary school?"

"Third grade. ”

"What's your name?"

"Luo Shihan, the poetry of poetry, the connotation of self-cultivation. ”

"Are you from Sichuan?" Jiao Ming had already discovered Xiao Loli's faint Sichuan accent.

"Chongqing"

"How long have you been here?"

"Seven...... "Little Lori hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "It's been eight days." ”

"Do you remember how you got here?"

Little Lori was obedient in front of her, and after hearing this question, her eyes immediately turned red, and the tears seemed to open the floodgates, and two tears crossed her cheeks at the tip of her chin, and then dripped down in large pieces.

Jiao Ming stretched out his right hand and took the little Lori in his arms, gently stroking the back of her head. As you can imagine, a pampered little girl on Earth has become so conformist in a few days, and this must have suffered a lot.

"Look at what my brother brought out for you?" How can you keep crying like this, Jiao Ming, who had expected it, took out his trump card: big chicken wings.

Xiao Shi looked up and saw the chicken wings, and she couldn't stop crying, so she sobbed and asked, "Give it, give it to me?"

"Of course!"

The coarse cloth clothes are not very clean, and the chicken wings have been in the sleeves for a while, and the appearance is not so good, but where can Xiao Shi manage so much, and he will gnaw on it when he catches it.