Although the original body was only in his teens, he was completely a minor in Blue Star, even among the interstellar people, he also belonged to the category of immature children. However, it is possible that the interstellar side has sufficient nutrition, and the genes have been relatively optimized, so the average height of people is relatively high, even if they are minors. The original body is only fifteen years old, but already has a height far higher than that of 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 back to the edge without a trace, but the space is so small, the feeling of being in the same room with other people is still very strong. She couldn't help but shrink her sense of existence. But as the elevator stopped and stood for a while, Jiang Hui suddenly thought of a problem, she seemed to have forgotten to press the floor. Fortunately, although people were standing close together, there was just a gap, so she could see the display screen, but the display method on it 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, trying to find a solution. She didn't realize that she was getting closer and closer along the gap, and the adults next to her even moved a little space for her. "Are you going to eat on the twenty-seventh floor? No need to stop, someone has already marked it, and it will stop normally after a while." Suddenly someone asked. This accent was a little strangely familiar. Jiang Hui subconsciously turned around and saw a tall young man looking at her with a smile, only to realize that he was talking to her.
The restaurant for mild patients is on the twenty-seventh floor, and Jiang Hui was a little surprised why the other party knew where she was going. The young man was a little amused. This kid who was not as tall as his chest was wearing a blue hospital uniform unique to the mild disease ward. He looked around in a novel way and deliberately avoided the adult crowd. He was probably a minor who was acting alone. At this time, most of the elevators are used for dining. There is a special restaurant on the 27th floor, so it is easy to guess. It's just that this kid's pretending to be mature is a bit too cute. Interstellar people are generally very loving and tolerant towards underage children. Although the adults in the elevator seemed to be doing their own thing, they all paid attention to this cub hiding in the corner, and someone on the 27th floor helped stop it. It's just that this child seemed a little too introverted and was very afraid of their appearance, so they wisely stopped trying to scare her. "Huh? Hmm, it seems to be." Jiang Hui tried his best to distinguish the marked floor, and found that someone had indeed pressed it, so he was relieved. "Thank you." Thinking of others' help, Jiang Yu repeatedly replied. "Here, here we go. You can see the sign after walking a short distance. I heard that the firefly pancake on the twenty-seventh floor is not bad. Maybe you can try it..." Jiang Hui nodded, and got out of the elevator a little unnaturally under the gaze of the crowd. The interstellar people feel... not bad. The girl looked at the entrance of the restaurant marked the mild disease area and went in. Although it is a canteen of a hospital, the environment and supply mode here are well done. The inside is clean and bright, and the tables and stools are made of small tables, which looks quite delicate. It is actually more like a leisure area than a hospital restaurant. . After going through the elevator, Jiang Hui's sense of distance from interstellar people and unfamiliar environments has diminished a lot, and he can move 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 relatively unfamiliar to Yuan Bo's memory. Jiang Hui couldn't get a reference, so he could only dilly-dally and pretend to choose dishes casually, and then follow the people in the front row as soon as they were in the front row, and directly followed others to operate. No wonder I couldn't press one of the columns just now. It turns out that this is an all-in-one automatic vegetable selection machine, which must be selected from the beginning to the end. Following the example of the people in front, she swiped the barcode-like listing on the wrist on the strange machine at the end, and then selected column by column. After she took the tableware, bread and candy and water in order, she began to choose formally later. To be honest, there are too many weird ingredients on the screen, not only can’t tell the species from the name, but even the recipe is weird, it’s really overwhelming. For example, something like "Baba plantain mixed with fried white scales" not only sounds unappealing, but also doesn't feel like a good match. Another example is "bread with screw mealworm" vomit, this is to disgust someone, just the name, no matter what it is actually, you don't want to eat it. Another example is "Bracken Pimples Stewed with Yellow Honey Fruit" emmm, it sounds a little normal, but it's completely unimaginable. Jiang Hui lost his appetite after reading the first two columns. But someone was waiting behind her, and she couldn't pass the card if she didn't take it, so she could only bite the bullet and read a few lines down.
Fortunately, a normal one finally appeared on the fifth line, which happened to be the "Fire Chick Pan Fried" that someone suggested to her to try just now. Of course, Jiang Hui didn't make any other choices, so he chose this one. After all, it sounds like a routine. There was also random selection in the back, and I was sweating profusely when I finally came out. I was sweating profusely, I didn't expect that choosing a meal would be so difficult, and the life of people in the future will not be easy. "What kind of dishes are there today? It's weird." Then Jiang Hui heard the people who chose the food behind her also complain. Jiang Hui: ...It seems that there are creative cafeteria styles everywhere. I'm afraid that even the interstellar people themselves can't accept these dishes. After taking the meal, she found a small table and sat down alone, ready to enjoy the delicacies of the interstellar era. Another one is that she is also very interested in the dishes recommended by the little brother in the elevator. Because they are all extracted from the machine, the food is packaged tightly 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 a high degree of support and will not look 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 thin pan fried chicken is actually similar to pancake roll chicken, but the method is slightly different. Cai Jianghui couldn't tell the specifics, but only felt that the taste was rich. One bite can be called Jiang Hui's delicacy, which is rarely tasted in Blue Star, and everything is just right. Is this the standard meal of interstellar people? That is really enviable. Also, if there is no fault in civilization, isn't it normal that food will develop with the development of science and technology?
