(Note: This is a romance story focused on natural disasters and daily life. Readers looking for a no-CP novel should be aware.)
In the first year of the apocalypse, her children, not even a y...
"Susu, I've also given you a lot of Sanda, Taekwondo, Grappling, and Military Boxing that are suitable for women for your daily practice, as well as various gun shooting techniques. You have to practice them regularly, otherwise you'll be too weak."
Yes, I have collected so many weapons, how can I not know how to use them?
She should learn shooting, but Sanda, Taekwondo and other skills are very hard to learn. She has such an amazing cheat, so why not learn them?
"Susu, say something."
"Hey, I'll learn."
When little He He heard this, she happily started spinning around again.
Su Yan was afraid of hard work, and the thought of not wanting to learn only flashed through her mind, but she had to learn.
She doesn’t want to suffer the same loss in her last life again in this one. No matter how powerful the cheat is, it’s just a cheat. What if it stops working one day?
We cannot rely entirely on external forces, only when we are strong ourselves can we succeed.
Just do it, improve your physical fitness first, then practice other things.
Su Yan moved a treadmill out of the space and placed it in a suitable location, and asked He He to find a TV series for her to watch while she ran.
She made a plan. She would first run for a week to adapt, and then she would arrange push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, plank support, squats and other activities for herself.
Anyway, I have plenty of time, so I can try my best to shape myself into a female special forces soldier. This is who I am. I won't talk about the degree of shaping. It will never go wrong to work hard in order to survive.
After running for an hour, she was soaked all over. It was time for lunch, so Su Yan washed the rice and put it in the pot. She then chopped up a young hen and stewed it with some Chinese ginseng slices.
After finishing the work in the kitchen, I take a shower and change into comfortable home clothes. By then, the rice is ready and the soup is almost done. Then I stir-fry the beef with carrots and we're done.
In the afternoon, while the water, electricity and gas are still connected, I can make some food and store it.
After dinner, Su Yan started to work. She found three large rice cookers from the space, washed them and cooked the rice in them. Then she found a few buckets with lids, washed them, and prepared to store the rice and vegetables.
That’s right, it’s a bucket. She considered making only a few dishes that she liked and were easy to store, and then she would serve out as much as she could eat at the time.
Beef brisket stewed with white radish, stewed beef, stewed mutton, stewed pig's trotters, stewed goose, boiled chicken, salt-baked chicken, three-cup duck...
Stew several pots a day and store a large bucket of each.
Don’t ask why the rich girl would cook so many dishes. In her previous life, she was a child. Although supplies were scarce after the natural disaster, she cooked six meals for that scumbag family.
Besides, there are so many cooking videos nowadays. If you can cook one dish, you can cook ten dishes. At most, the first pot you cook may not taste authentic, but you will be able to cook it deliciously slowly.
Wash the beef brisket and stew it first. This is easy. Stew it in three pots first. Also stew the lamb chops in three pots.
Boil another big pot of water and make some poached chicken. That’s all I have to do first.
There are a lot of pots. When Su Yan collected them, there were so many pots of various kinds that she was afraid that too much electricity would be used and the power would be overloaded.
Otherwise, I can cook more than ten or twenty pots in one go.
I spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen.
The range hood couldn't remove all the fumes. She smelled like beef brisket, radish, boiled chicken, and mutton...