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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, maybe the interstellar side has sufficient nutrition and relatively strong genetic optimization, so the average height of people is relatively high, even minors.

She was only fifteen years old, but she was already much taller than Jiang Hui in her previous life. But as a minor, she 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 sense of 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 were standing close together, there was just a gap left. 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? He can only search for relevant common sense in the corners of his memory, trying to find a solution.

She didn't realize that she had unknowingly moved 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 seemed strangely familiar. Jiang Hui subconsciously turned around and saw a tall young man smiling at her, only to realize that he was talking to her.

The restaurant dedicated to patients with mild illnesses 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 taller than 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 a minor acting alone.

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 pretending to be mature is a little too cute.

Star people are generally very loving and tolerant towards underage children. Even though the adults in the elevator seem to be doing their own thing, they are actually paying attention to this cub hiding in the corner. There is also a caring person on the 27th floor.

They helped stop it. However, the child seemed a little too introverted and was afraid of them, so they had the good sense 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." Thinking of being helped, Jiang Hui replied repeatedly.

"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..."

Jiang Hui nodded in agreement and got out of the elevator a little unnaturally under the gaze of everyone.

Starman 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 well done. It is clean and bright, and the tables and stools are all made of small tables. It looks quite exquisite. It is actually more like a leisure area than a hospital restaurant.

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After experiencing the elevator incident, 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.

Without any reference, Jiang Hui had no choice but to slowly pretend to choose the dishes casually, and 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 just now and couldn’t press it again and again. 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 people in front of her and swiped the barcode-like tag on her wrist on the strange machine at the end, and then selected column by column.

She took the tableware, bread, candies, and water in order before starting to make the formal selection. To be honest, there were too many strange ingredients on the screen. Not only could it be difficult to tell the type from the name, but the cooking methods were also weird.

Yes, it’s really hard to stop.

For example, "Plana bananas mixed with fried white scales" not only sounds unpalatable, but also doesn't really match. Another example is "bread mixed with screw mealworms". Who are you trying to disgust? Just the name doesn't matter.

It actually doesn't want to eat anything. Another example is "Yellow Honey Fruit Braised Bracken Pimples" emmm, this sounds a little normal, but it is completely unimaginable.

Jiang Hui had completely lost her appetite after looking at 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 Bird Pan-fried" that someone suggested she try just now. Of course Jiang Hui didn't make any other choice, so she chose this one. After all, it sounded like a routine.

.I also made random selections later, and when I finally came out, I was sweating profusely.

I'm sweating. I didn't expect that choosing a meal would be so laborious. People in the future will not have an easy life.

"What are the dishes today? They're weird." Then Jiang Hui heard the people choosing the meal behind her also complaining.

Jiang Hui: ...It seems that there are creative canteen styles 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, ready 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 very easy to tear it apart.

Jiang Hui felt a little curious and then opened the package. At this time, there were gradually more people in the restaurant, and people began to come to the quiet corner she had specially chosen.

The so-called pan-fried chicken is actually similar to pancake-wrapped chicken, but the method is slightly different. The pancake surface seems to have been burned on both sides to make it crispy, but the chicken inside is very soft, tender and fragrant, and the combination is delicious.

I can’t give a specific description of Jiang Hui’s dish, I just think it has a rich texture. One bite is like Jiang Hui’s delicacy that is rarely available in Blue Star, and everything is just right.

Is this the standard meal of 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?


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