Take out the Polaroid camera and record the delicious moment.

With nothing to do, He Xiaobei once again turned his attention to food.

I eat for dinner, I eat for midnight snack, and as soon as I wake up I start thinking about eating again.

After washing up, we had a Cantonese-style morning tea, which was made by Butler Qin before. It tasted good. The biggest difference between it and the authentic morning tea was the portion size.

He Xiaobei's portion is ten times the size of a normal morning tea. There is no other way, otherwise she would not be full.

After having morning tea, I naturally think of making a pot of tea to drink.

She had never deliberately stockpiled tea, but she still collected quite a bit when she bought it for free. Even if she gave some to the old man, there was still enough left in her space for her to splurge.

She even uses expensive tea leaves when making milk tea. If seen by tea lovers, they will surely tearfully scold her for being wasteful.

After Butler Qin’s explanation, He Xiaobei finally took out the Dahongpao and purple clay teapot.

Warm the pot with boiling water, add tea, shake the tea, and pour water from a high pour. The fragrance of tea mixed with the scent of flowers penetrates into He Xiaobei's nostrils.

Just as he was about to take the teacup, Butler Qin stopped him:

"Miss, this is the first brew. It's called the Soul-Restoring Soup, but I don't recommend you drink it. Dahongpao is meant to be drunk quickly, so wait a moment and you'll be able to drink the next one soon."

He Xiaobei withdrew her hand awkwardly. She had never had the chance to touch such an elegant thing before the end of the world, so she had no idea what it was. She just felt that the tea fragrance was indeed rich and pleasant.

Watching the housekeeper making tea, she suddenly remembered something. She had read a popular science article while watching videos before, which said that the annual yield of Dahongpao mother trees is very low, and most of the ones sold on the market are of food grade.

But after all, this was collected from the office of the helicopter boss. Even if it is not from the mother tree, it should not be too bad.

The tea soup is as clear and bright as amber, and it tastes mellow and rich. Even someone like her who doesn't know much about tea has to praise it.

There is snow outside and warm tea by the stove inside.

If she hadn't looked out the window and seen the gathering place of survivors at the foot of the mountain, she wouldn't even remember that she was in the end of the world.

It snowed heavily for several days in a row. He Xiaobei felt that the snow was getting thicker, so he finally decided to go skiing in the mountains.

However, she was still hesitant about the choice between a single board and a double board. After looking up some information, she still had no idea. In the end, she blindly chose a single board because she thought it looked very cool to skate on.

In fact, she doesn't need too many skills to ski now. It's completely controlled by supernatural powers. If she is about to fall, she just needs to urge on.

After a few times, he was able to skate quite well. Then he asked his bodyguard to record him, edited it and sent it to Qin Yuan and the old man.

Qin Yuan had just finished a meeting and was sitting in the office, pinching his brows, when he heard the notification tone of He Xiaobei's message.

The man curled his lips slightly, reached out to click and check, and saw He Xiaobei in ski clothes speeding down the snow mountain with a light and agile figure.

Snowflakes splashed on both sides of the skateboard. The woman's smile was unrestrained and her blue eyes were shining in her clarity.

He looked around his office and found that his life seemed so different from the other person's, almost like two different worlds.

In the end, I gave up the idea of ​​shooting a video reply, tidied myself up, took a photo, and took a few more photos of the two big rabbits and sent them to her.

When He Xiaobei looked at the photo, he remembered that he had given him two rabbits. However, Qin Yuan seemed to have changed. His temperament became much calmer and more restrained, and he became more and more charming.

He shook his head and sighed inwardly, thinking that he had a really good eye.

The old man's reply was much more practical. He told her the general situation in the inland. As the temperature dropped in winter, the acid fog in the inland also faded.

However, this is probably only temporary. It is hard to say whether acid fog will appear again next spring, but Kyoto predicts that it is highly unlikely.

However, large volcanoes continue to erupt around the world, so acid rain may continue for a long time, even for many years.

Just when He Xiaobei was about to go home, a white shadow suddenly flashed from the side of the mountain in the distance and approached her rapidly.

The special power in his hands instantly gathered strength, but when he looked closely, he realized that they were monkeys and giant foxes.

Just when she was wondering why the two looked so anxious today, a group of white figures flashed out from the side of the mountain. They were wolves.

He Xiaobei simply didn't move. She put her elbows on the skateboard and looked at the guys running towards her. She hissed in her heart, thinking that they were really good at finding a backer.

The monkey saw that she was standing there and didn't leave, so he waved his paws at her excitedly.