Chapter 11 Restaurant
Although the original person is only a teenager, he is completely classified as a minor in Blue Star. Even among the interstellar people, he is also classified as an immature child.
However, perhaps the interstellar side has adequate nutrition and relatively strong genetic optimization, so the average height of people is relatively high, even minors.
The original person is only fifteen years old, but he is already much taller than Jiang Hui in his previous life. But she, a minor, looked very petite and pitiful next to a large group of tall and capable adults.
She shrank to the edge without leaving a trace, but the space was so small, and the feeling of being in the same room with other people was still very strong. She couldn't help but shrink her presence.
But as the elevator stopped and stood for a while, Jiang Hui suddenly remembered a problem. She seemed to have forgotten to press the floor.
Fortunately, although people stood close together, there was just a gap. She could see the display screen, but the display method above was very complicated. Jiang Hui didn't know how to distinguish it for a while, let alone stop the floor.
What can Jiang Hui do now? I can only search for relevant common sense in the corners of my memory, hoping to find a solution.
She didn't realize that she was getting closer and closer along the gap, and several adults nearby even moved a little space for her.
"Are you going to dine on the 27th floor? No need to stop, someone has already marked it, and it will stop normally after a while." Someone suddenly asked.
The accent was a little strangely familiar. Jiang Hui subconsciously turned around and saw a tall young man looking at her with a smile, and then realized that the other person was talking to her.
The restaurant dedicated to patients with mild symptoms was on the 27th floor. Jiang Hui was a little surprised as to why the other party knew where she was going.
The young man was a little funny. The child who was not as tall as his chest was wearing a blue hospital uniform unique to the mild ward. He had a novel look looking around and deliberately avoided the adult crowd. He was probably alone. Action minor. At this time, the elevator is most likely for dining. There is a dedicated restaurant on the 27th floor, which is easy to guess.
It’s just that this kid’s pretense of maturity is a bit too cute.
Star people are generally very loving and tolerant of underage children. Even though the adults in the elevator seemed to be doing their own thing, they were actually paying attention to the cub hiding in the corner. Someone on the 27th floor helped stop it. It's just that this child seems to be a little too introverted and is afraid of them, so they have the wisdom not to scare her.
"Huh? Hmm, it seems so." Jiang Hui tried his best to distinguish the marked floor, and found that someone had indeed pressed it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you." Jiang Hui replied repeatedly, thinking of being helped.
“Here we are, you can see the sign if you walk a little further. I heard that the pan-fried fire chicks on the 27th floor are pretty good, maybe you can try it...”
< br>Jiang Hui nodded in agreement and got out of the elevator a little unnaturally under the gaze of everyone.
The Star Man feels... pretty good too.
The girl looked at the entrance of the restaurant marked with the light area and entered.
Although it is a hospital cafeteria, the environment and supply model here are very good. It is clean and bright, and the tables and stools are all made of small tables. It looks quite exquisite. Compared with the hospital restaurant In fact, it is more like a leisure area. After experiencing the elevator experience, Jiang Hui's sense of distance from interstellar people and unfamiliar environments has diminished a lot, and he can move much more freely.
But now she is facing a new problem. The restaurant takes the initiative to order food, and the whole process is almost fully automatic. The automatic ordering system in the restaurant is a relatively unfamiliar part to the original person's memory.
Jiang Hui couldn't get any reference, so he had to drag his feet and pretend to choose the dishes casually. Then as soon as there were people in front of him, he followed them and followed others directly.
No wonder I couldn’t select one of the columns I just selected. It turns out that this is an all-in-one automatic food selection machine, and you have to select it from beginning to end.
She imitated the person in front and swiped the barcode-like tag on her wrist on the strange machine at the end, and then selected column by column.
After she took the tableware, bread, candies, and water in order, she started to make the official selection. To be honest, there are too many weird ingredients on the screen. Not only can’t you tell the type from the name, but the cooking methods are also weird, which is really hard to put down.
For example, "Panbanana mixed with fried white scales" or something, not only does it sound unpalatable, but it actually doesn't feel like a good match. Another example is "mealworms with screws in bread". I am trying to disgust someone. I don't want to eat just the name, no matter what it actually is. Another example is "Yellow Honey Fruit Braised Bracken Pimples" emmm, this sounds a little normal, but it is completely unimaginable.
Jiang Hui lost his appetite completely after reading the first two columns. But there was someone waiting behind her, and she couldn't pass the card if she didn't take it, so she had no choice but to read down a few lines.
Fortunately, a normal one finally appeared in the fifth line, which happened to be the "Fire Baby Bird Pan-fried" that someone suggested she try just now. Of course Jiang Hui didn't make any other choice and chose this one. After all, it sounded like a routine. I also made random choices in the back, and I was sweating profusely when I finally came out.
I was sweating. I didn’t expect that choosing a meal would be so difficult. People in the future will not have an easy life.
"What kind of dishes are there today, they are weird." Then Jiang Hui heard the people choosing the meal behind her also complaining.
Jiang Hui: ...It seems that there is a creative canteen style everywhere. I'm afraid even the interstellar people themselves can't accept these dishes.
After taking her meal, she found a small table and sat down alone, preparing to enjoy the delicacies of the interstellar era. Furthermore, she was also quite interested in the dishes recommended by the guy in the elevator.
Because they are all extracted from the machine, the food is tightly wrapped and the packaging is also very textured. The material is a light and soft material that Jiang Hui has never seen before. The material has high support and will not appear soft, but it feels easy to tear it apart.
Jiang Hui was a little curious and then opened the package. At this time, the number of people in the restaurant gradually increased, and people began to come to the quiet corner she specially chose.
The so-called pan-fried flamingo is actually similar to a pancake rolled with chicken, but the method is slightly different. The pancake surface seems to have been blanched on both sides to make it crispy, but the chicken inside is very soft and tender. It’s delicious and fragrant, and I can’t tell you the specifics of the side dish Jiang Hui. I just think it has a rich taste. One bite is as delicious as Jiang Hui can rarely taste in Blue Star, and everything is just right.
Is this a standard meal for interstellar people? That is really enviable. Also, if civilization has never been broken, wouldn't it be normal for food to develop along with the development of science and technology?
(End of this chapter)