"It's really clean and there are a lot of side dishes, so I ate here." Ye Qingqing was very happy when she saw the things on the stall.
The porcelain rice **** in the 1990s basically only had two side dishes, fried dough sticks and dried plums, or brown sugar. However, with the influx of foreigners, the rice **** became more varied, mainly reflected in the side dishes.
The meat dishes include fried eggs, bacon, ham, tenderloin, chicken chops, meat floss, etc. There are more vegetarian dishes, shredded potatoes, diced radish, mustard, kimchi, kelp, sour beans, etc. Ye Qingqing used to love luxury. Rice **** with ham sausage, omelette, tenderloin, shredded potatoes, and sprinkled with meat floss. It tastes great.
Although there are not many varieties of breakfast stalls in front of them, they are already very good at this time. There are fried eggs and bacon, as well as a few side dishes, among which are shredded potatoes and sour beans that Ye Qingqing likes to eat.
"Boss, add fried eggs, bacon, and shredded potatoes, what do you want?" Ye Qingqing said loudly.
The owner of the early morning stall was wearing a heavy raincoat, and the brim of his hat covered most of his face, so he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, but the exposed hands should be an elderly lady, and it seemed that all the rice **** were sold by old ladies.
"I just want to fry eggs and bacon, add some tomato sauce, and fritters." Ruan Yingzi doesn't like vegetables the most.
"I want fried eggs, dried plum vegetables, and fried dough sticks." Tang Yuanyuan still likes the traditional version. Dried plum vegetables and glutinous rice are the perfect match.
"Okay, I'll be fine soon."
The boss's voice is a little hoarse, but her movements are very quick. She also prepared a bamboo curtain. Unlike others who use gauze and kneading, she uses glutinous rice paper and bamboo curtains. It is clean and beautiful. Had three rice balls.
"How much?" Ye Qingqing asked.
"A piece of a corner, just give a piece." The boss said with a smile, his voice was soft and comfortable.
Ye Qingqing's thoughts moved, the voice was so familiar, she couldn't help looking at the boss, although covering most of her face, she still recognized him, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"
The owner of the breakfast stall is the old woman who cooked yesterday, and the Keiko that Gong Yi was eager to find.
Huizi also recognized Ye Qingqing and the three of them, and smiled kindly, "What a coincidence, are you going to school? Come on, you don't need to pay, I'll invite you to eat."
Thanks to these three little girls, she can earn 50,000 yuan, and she can still afford a few rice balls.
"That's not good, we can't eat your rice **** that you have worked so hard to prepare." Ruan Yingzi shook her head vigorously, took five yuan from her pocket, and threw it into the money box, "Don't look for it! "
After she finished speaking, she pushed the dumplings and winked, the dumplings came to their senses, got on the bike and left, Ruan Yingzi followed behind, Ye Qingqing glanced at Huizi, waved and said with a smile, "Goodbye, grandma! "
"Hey... looking for your money!" Keiko chased after him with change, but the three of them rode far away. She smiled and shook her head, the little girl's heart is really kind.
Ye Qingqing stopped after riding for a while, and shouted at Ruan Yingzi, "Give me a leave, I have something to do."
"What are you doing? This morning is Shitai Shitai's class, courting death!" Ruan Yingzi stared.
"Anyway, if you ask me for leave, just say I let the car hit me!"
Ye Qingqing couldn't manage so much, she met Keiko by accident, and she couldn't miss it.