She Is Not a Witch Chapter 60: Juvenile Pig Head

　　 After leaving the "Lake Shield", it was already noon, Lorrain Hill looked at the high sun, decided to find a restaurant nearby, settled lunch, and took a short sit by the way.

　　 This time Lorraine Hill didn't look for those luxuriously decorated restaurants, but instead looked for ordinary restaurants, wanting to see what ordinary people in this country eat.

　　 A slightly noisy sound came from the open door of the store. Guests sitting in twos and threes were sitting in the store, and occasionally they could hear the sound of cooking food in the kitchen, and the smell of wheat permeated the store.

　　 The dock porters and workshop workers on the ground floor would not come to the restaurant for dinner. This is still too extravagant for them. They usually hold a big pot near their work place to cook some noodle soup and vegetables. . Most of the people who sit here to eat are tourists, sailors and some small businessmen traveling to and from Hopeland, who are regarded as ordinary people with middle income in this city.

　　 Lorrain Hill sits down for a while, and a boy walks over quickly with small steps. He is a little fat and his nostrils are a bit big. He is really not good-looking. He is holding a wooden menu in his hand and it says the store is currently Something that can be supplied.

　　 "Excuse me, what do the guests want to eat for lunch?" The 14-15 year old boy had a strange accent, unlike a native of Hopeland, he asked excitedly.

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

　　 The staple food is simple breads, such as coarse brown bread with bran, white bread made of refined flour, and freshly baked bread with dried fruit.

　　 Non-staple food or dishes are some vegetable soups, sausages, bacon, dried fish, grilled fish, and there are also oranges and apples. The only drink you drink is ale.

　　 A few simple and common categories are written on the wooden board, and the handwriting is a bit faded. It seems that the food categories in this store have not changed much.

　　"Here is a white bread and two oranges, thank you." In this era of meat, if it is not freshly cooked, she generally would not try it.

　　In a world lacking freezing and preservation technology, meat is generally marinated in heavy salt for long-term preservation, and it is difficult to eat directly if it is not boiled in the noodle soup.

　　 "Okay, wait a minute." After the little boy took a note, he ran away quickly, and after a while, a food tray came out from the back of the kitchen with the girl's order on it.

　　 Lorrain Hill looked at it, and it was fairly clean. The plates were all made of simple earthenware. The golden bread was lightly greasy, and it felt warm to the touch. Although it was not freshly baked, It was also made at noon today, and it didn't take long.

　　 While eating bread with a small bite, she also read the recipes of people around her by the way. Most of them eat cheaper brown bread with a few pieces of dried fish. By the sea, fish is abundant and cheap. It is the source of meat protein in most people's diets.

　　 If you want to eat meat in the interior, it’s not so convenient. Some small merchants will also transport salt-cured dried fish to the interior as a product with dual attributes of salt and food, but there are still many mainlanders who can’t eat it. rise.

　　 There is a table next to the people who ate it so much. In the middle is a large pot of noodle soup with vegetables and sliced ​​sausages in it. They are cooked on a small stove. There were 5 adults, 3 children, and an old man around, and several adult men also had large glasses of ale on their hands.

　　As the girl finished the bread and began to peel the oranges, the family was ready to check out.

　　 "Waiter, come to check out." One of the brown-haired men in the lead shouted.

　　 "Good Le, I'll be here."

　　 Then there was the sound of the boy writing and drawing on the back of the board, and after a while he quoted the price.

　　"One porridge soup, 10 white bread, 3 vegetables, 4 cups of ale, 2 sausages, 3 dried fish, a total of 2 silver coins and 18 copper coins."

　　 The brown-haired man was taken aback for a while, and then he said: "Did you make a mistake! Is this one table more than 2 silver coins?"

　　 The boy was frightened by his sudden loud voice, and after doing his calculations slowly and carefully, he spoke slowly.

　　 "Sorry guest, I miscalculated. A total of 2 silver coins and 10 copper coins. Each cup of ale is worth 2 copper coins, because the price has been adjusted recently."

　　 "You're **** reasonable!?" The man slapped the table, and the dish was shaking. The fat boy shook his body in shock.

　　 “I’ve done this kind of thing at a young age, it’s so **** face, I see a lot of these kinds of deduction tricks in the gutter.”

　　 "Why? This is crying, like a little girl, are you funny?" The man said, turning to other people in the store, with a sneer on his face and bursts of laughter from all around him.

　　 "I...I, I'm sorry...I made a mistake. I will give you the deduction part, OK." The fat boy stood alone at the table, tears streaming down, but nothing The colleague stepped forward to make a relief.

　　 "Are you kidding me?" The brown-haired man grinned, leaning on the back of his chair, and tapped his fingers on the table.

　　"You were the one who said that you would charge more, now you are the one who said that you charge less. You are playing me like a gray monkey in the mountains~"

　　 "I...I'm not...I'm sorry." His voice was a little choked, and his body trembled slightly.

　　 "Heh, I'm sorry now, why did you go? You are very interesting."

　　 Everyone else in the shop looked at this table, and from time to time there were pointing sounds, and the boy became more and more anxious.

　　 "Don't lower your head, did your mother teach you to tell others this way?"

　　 "Yes, raise your head." Following the brown-haired man's voice, the boy slowly raised his head, his nose mixed with tears, and his already large nostrils became bigger.

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

　　 "It eats and sleeps every day~ IndoMTL.com~ sleeps and eats. It also likes to roll in the mud, and it likes to make noises when eating."

　　"Can you learn its sound?"

　　 The boy looked at the people present with teary eyes, everyone was staring at him, there was no sound, as if he was expecting a good show. Sadness, grievance, and fear surged in his heart.

　　.......

　　......

　　 "Huh...huh..." After a long while, with choking sounds intermittently, he learned how to cry.

　　 "Hahaha, he really learned it."

　　 "Interesting."

　　 "Hahaha, what's this called, Pighead Boy?" People around laughed loudly, as if they had seen a living joke.

　　 "Enough!" Lorrain Hill patted the table, the scene suddenly became quiet, and then she stood up.

　　 The brown-haired man looked up and down the girl. "I said... this lady, it has nothing to do with you. I just taught this clerk out of kindness to speculate and play like him, and I will suffer a lot in the future."

　　 "You are just taking the opportunity to insult people." The girl responded coldly, then walked up to her and took out three silver coins and put them on the table.

　　 "Hurry up after you have eaten."

　　 "You..."

　　 The brown-haired man wanted to say something, but watched the girl use her fingers to force a silver coin into the solid wooden table, with a shocked expression on her face, and then stood up in a panic. Took the family to leave quickly.

　　 "Cut, it's boring."

　　The audience watching the show slowly dispersed, and at this time the boy dared to cry loudly. The tears of grievance blurred the originally unsightly face, making it even more ugly and distorted.