The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Xia Ling took the bus for more than two hours and finally arrived at Fan city.

Her body was used to hard work, so standing for two hours was not that difficult.

The moment she got off the bus, the bus was like a fish in a can, heading out one by one. There were black heads everywhere.

Xia Ling looked for someone to ask for directions and squeezed into the bus. After wandering in the bus for more than half an hour, she finally arrived at Fan city no. 1 High School.

As one of the oldest schools in Fan city, Fan city no. 1 High School was formerly Fan City University. When it was engaged in sports, it was taken care of and changed into the Organization Department.

After the college entrance examination was restored, this place became the best high school in Fan city.

Xia Ling met Aunt Bai in the logistics department of the cafeteria.

The woman looked to be in her thirties. She wore a plaid shirt with shoulder pads on the outside and a pair of blue jeans and bell-bottoms underneath.

She looked average and had a rough face that was common in this era. However, her hair was all tied up and tied up in a bun at the back of her head. Her eyes were small and spirited, and she looked very energetic.

"It was kid Han who asked you to look for me, right? Coincidentally, it's almost time for dinner. Don't you know how to cook? Keep your hands steady and don't let the vegetables leak or spill soup. You don't even need to try it, let's just get to work. "

The cafeteria's logistics were filled with the aroma of steamed buns and stir-fried vegetables. It smelled like fried radishes and seemed to have used Lard. It was especially fragrant.

Although Xia Ling had eaten her fill in the morning, after standing for more than an hour, her body was growing again.

Her stomach rumbled, and the sound was a little embarrassing.

Xia Ling's face turned red.

Aunt Bai smiled. She hurried back and turned around to carry a small bowl. There were a pair of Chopsticks on the bowl, and a white flour mixed with Sorghum two-noodle steamed Bun.

"Thank you, aunt Bai. " Xia Ling was about to take it when she looked up and saw a water pressure well next to it. She pressed it twice and washed her hands before taking it.

After taking the Bun, she took a bite and smiled at aunt Bai without any pretense.

Clothing, food, shelter, and travel had always been important matters since ancient times. She was dressed in such rags. Even if she carried it, how could people not see that she could not even eat a full meal?

"hurry up and eat here. After you're done, come over to the window. We're getting food. The canteen is busy. " Aunt Bai looked at the little girl and saw that she was quite hygienic.

She turned around and went to other places to patrol.

It seemed that she was a steward in the canteen. Han Jin did not know how to build a relationship with her. This really made others envious.

Xia Ling had eaten Wonton in the morning, so she did not have to wolf down the two-sided noodles and Mantou now.

She ate the Mantou in small bites and quickly, eating the radish vegetables. Xia Ling even found a piece of fat meat in the bowl.

In this era, although everyone could afford to eat pork, the habit of eating fat meat that was left behind in the past was still imprinted in the bones of adults.

The fat meat was full of oil and water. When it was boiled in the canteen, it was fried until it turned brown. This kind of meat was called Youzhi Lazi.

Xia Ling had not been in this world for a long time, so she was not that greedy for meat.

However, the Youzhi Lazi was placed in her mouth and filled with the fragrance of the meat. The fragrance of this kind of meat was incomparable to other foods.

A steamed Bun and a small bowl of vegetables. Xia Ling went to help after she was full.

There were many people in the cafeteria. There were thousands of students in this Fan Cheng High School. Even though it was past 12 o'clock and it was not the busiest time, the line of students who came to get food was still long.

Xia Ling took the coat that Auntie Bai gave her and put it on. She stood behind the window and took over from the easternmost teacher.

She was quick and fair when it came to cooking. Her spoonfuls of food and soup were evenly distributed. If there was a special request for more food, she would also order more soup and steamed buns.