After leaving the "shield of lake light", it was already afternoon. Lorraine Hill looked at the sun and decided to find a restaurant nearby to have lunch and sit down for a while.

    This time, Loran Hill didn''t look for those luxurious restaurants. Instead, he looked for an ordinary restaurant to see what ordinary people in this country eat.

    There was a little noise coming from the open door of the shop. The guests in twos and threes were sitting in the shop. Occasionally, they could hear the sound of cooking food in the kitchen. The smell of wheat filled the shop.

    The bottom of the wharf porters and workshop workers will not come to the restaurant for dinner, which is too luxurious for them. They usually set up a big pot near the workplace and cook some noodle soup and vegetables. Most of the people who sit here to eat are tourists, sailors and small businessmen who come and go to Hopland. They are middle-income ordinary people in this city.

    Lorraine Hill sat down a little, and a boy came quickly. He was a little fat, and his nostrils were a little big. He couldn''t really look good. In his hand, he was holding a wooden menu, which said what the shop could supply at present.

    "What would the guests like for lunch, please?" The 14-15-year-old boy has a strange accent, not like a native of Hopland. He asked excitedly.

    The girl looked at the introduction on the board menu he was holding.

    The staple foods are simple breads, including black bread with rough bran, white bread with refined flour, and freshly baked bread with dried fruit.

    Non staple food or vegetables are vegetable soup, sausage, bacon, dried fish, grilled fish, as well as orange and apple. The only drink is wheat wine.

    A few simple and common categories are written on the board, and the handwriting has faded. It seems that the food category of this store has not changed much.

    "One white bread and two oranges, please." If the meat of this era is not made now, she will not try it.

    In a world lacking of frozen preservation technology, meat is usually preserved in heavy salt for a long time, which is difficult to be directly imported without boiling in the noodle soup.

    "Yes, just a moment." After the little boy wrote it down, he ran away quickly. After a while, he came out from the back of the kitchen and put the girl''s order on the plate.

    Lorraine Hill looked at it and found that it was relatively clean. The plates were all made of simple pottery, and the golden bread was slightly oily. It was still warm to the touch. Although it was not just baked, it was made at noon today and didn''t last long.

    When she was eating bread, she also looked at the recipes of the people around her. Most of them were cheap black bread and dried fish. In the seaside, fish is very rich and cheap, which is the source of meat protein in most people''s diet.

    If you want to eat meat in the inland, it''s not so convenient. Some small businessmen will also transport dried fish salted in salt to the inland as a dual commodity of salt and food, but there are still many mainlanders who can''t afford it.

    There is a table next to people to eat is more abundant, in the middle is a large pot of noodle soup, which put vegetables and sausage slices, boiling with a small stove. Surrounded by five adults, three children and an old man, several adult men still have large glasses of ale on hand.

    As the girl finished her bread and began to peel the oranges, the family was ready to pay the bill.

    "Waiter, check out." Cried one of the leading brown haired men.

    "All right, I''m coming."

    Then there was the sound of the boy writing and drawing on the back of the board. After a long time, he quoted the price.

    "A large atherosclerotic soup, 10 white bread, 3 vegetables, 4 glasses of wheat wine, 2 sausages, 3 dried fish, a total of 2 silver coins and 18 copper coins."

    The brown haired man was stunned for a while, and then said, "are you wrong! There are more than two silver coins for this table? "

    The boy was frightened by his suddenly loud voice, and then he slowly and carefully checked it, and then he slowly opened his mouth.

    "I''m sorry, guest. I miscalculated. It''s 2 silver coins and 10 copper coins in total. I calculated 2 more copper coins for each cup of ale, because the price has been adjusted recently."

    "You''ve got a damn point!" As soon as the man patted the table, the shaking plate moved, which made the fat boy tremble.

    "It''s a shame to do this kind of thing at a young age. I''ve seen a lot of such tricks in the sewer“

    "What? I cry like a little girl. Are you funny? " The man turned to other people in the shop with a sneer on his face, and bursts of laughter came from all around.

    "I... I''m sorry... I miscalculated. I''ll give you some relief." The fat boy stood alone in front of the table, tears streaming down, but no colleagues came forward to rescue.

    "Are you teasing me?" The brown haired man grinned, leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers on the table.

    "It''s you who said more money at first, but it''s you who said less money now. You''re playing me like a grey monkey in the mountains."

    "I... I''m not... I''m sorry." His voice choked and his body trembled slightly.

    "Oh, I''m sorry now. What have you been doing? You''re very interesting."

    Everyone else in the shop looked at the table, and from time to time there was a sound of pointing, and the boy became more and more frightened.

    "Don''t bow your head. Did your mother teach you to say that to others?"

    "Yes, look up." With the brown hair man''s voice, the boy slowly raised his head, snot and tears mixed together, the original big nostril is bigger.

    "Your appearance reminds me of a... Good pet in my hometown."

    "He eats, sleeps and eats every day. He also likes to roll in the mud and make noises when he eats."

    "Can you learn its sound?"

    The boy looked at the people with dim tears, everyone was staring at him, there was no sound, it seemed that he was looking forward to a good play. There was a surge of sadness, grievance and fear in his heart.

    .......

    ......

    "Hum... Hum..." after a long time, intermittently mixed with choking sound, he learned pig cry.

    "Ha ha ha, he really learned."

    "Interesting."

    "Ha ha ha, what''s this called, pig head boy?" People around the laughter, as if to see a live joke.

    "Enough!" Lorraine Hill slapped the table and the scene was quiet. Then she stood up.

    The brown haired man looked the girl up and down“ I said... This lady, it''s none of your business. I just teach this shop assistant out of kindness. He''ll have to suffer a lot in the future if he speculates like this. "

    "You''re just taking the opportunity to insult people." The girl coldly responded, and then went to the front, took out three silver coins on the table.

    "Let''s go after dinner."

    "You..."

    The brown haired man wanted to say something else, but he watched the girl press a silver coin into the solid wooden table with her fingers. His face showed an expression of horror. Then he stood up in a panic and pulled her family out quickly.

    "Cut, no fun."

    The audience around the theater slowly dispersed, and at this time, the boy dared to cry. The tears of grievance blurred his ugly face and made it more ugly and distorted.

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