Chapter 280 Wow, it’s amazing

"I swear, I've never had such delicious barbecue in my life."

"The four directions above and below are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe! The world is so vast, with four seas and eight wildernesses! If this meal claims to be second, then what meal dares to claim to be first?"

"In one word, delicious!"

"Two words, delicious, open the door to delicious, delicious!"

In the core urban area, a certain street, a certain courtyard.

Feng Feng sighed loudly at the dinner table, regretting that he was at a loss for words.

As night fell, the early spring breeze, still warm but still chilly, blew across the dining table. On the table sat a vintage silver candlestick, lit with several candles interlaced above and below. The candlelight flickered in the breeze, illuminating the small square table and the sizzling charcoal barbecue pot.

Onions, bell peppers, cumin, butter and other seasonings are used as the base, and the mixture exudes a rich aroma.

Freshly cut beef, lamb, pork belly, chicken cutlets, pork cutlets, fish cakes, shrimp balls...

Different textures, different flavors, paired with Korean, Japanese, French, Italian and different dipping sauces from all over China, this barbecue is so delicious that it makes you almost swallow your tongue.

Feng Feng ate eight kilograms of meat by himself, and his belly bulged into the shape of Peppa Pig. He stopped eating only when he couldn't eat any more.

Qiao Lan took out fresh fruits and pudding from the space and used them as dessert after the meal. Feng Feng could only sigh and look on, as he really couldn't eat any more.

So Qiao Lan and Yin Wanying each took a plate of dessert and leisurely enjoyed the leisure time after dinner.

"How about it, are you a good friend?"

Qiao Lan looked at Feng Feng.

Feng Feng nodded vigorously and gave her a thumbs up.

"That's enough! It smells so good! You're so empty..."

He quickly stopped talking, looked around, and then leaned close to Qiao Lan and praised softly, "Your space is so useful! Oh my god, it can even keep food fresh. Isn't this like you can eat delicious food whenever you want? It's so convenient! But there's one thing I don't understand..."

"Speaking."

"How do you control the aroma of barbecue? Is it also a function of the space?"

After saying goodbye to Wei Jianshe, Qiao Lan came to find Feng Feng. The sun had not yet set. Because Wang Guan's defection had delayed her, she had wanted to treat Feng Feng to a big lunch, but she had to change it to dinner.

A few people ate from around four in the afternoon until around seven in the afternoon when it was dark. They used a barbecue pot in the open air in the small courtyard where Feng Feng lived. During these several hours, the air was filled with the smoke from the charcoal fire and the aroma of barbecued meat, but it did not attract the attention of the neighbors in the next courtyard.

This residential area was one of the military's designated family housing areas. The people living around it were all colleagues, superiors, and subordinates that Feng Feng knew, and even familiar with, as well as their families. They weren't strangers who needed to be wary of. If they smelled barbecue, they would definitely be curious and come over to find out what was going on.

But, after several hours, no one came!

Feng Feng tried it, but when he walked a little further away from the dining table, he couldn't even smell the aroma of the meat.

This fragrance can't even spread outside the yard!

It’s amazing!

Qiao Lan chuckled: "Oh, it's nothing magical, it's just a small skill I just learned. Look--"

She threw another piece of meat onto the roasting pan tray. Sizzling, aroma and smoke rose together. However, it only rose about five centimeters and then disappeared.

Feng Feng looked in the direction of Qiao Lan's finger, and wow, the smoke appeared under the table again.

How can the smoke float from high to low across the table?

"I cut off a small piece of space above the barbecue and moved it under the table. The smoke and aroma in that space were also moved under the table. The space under the table was moved to the table," Qiao Lan explained.

Feng Feng looked at the table carefully and found a dimly lit area above the tray.

That was a small space under the table that was not reached by the candlelight and was moved up.

Not only smoke, but even light can migrate through space.

"This is much more advanced than moving objects with the mind!" Feng Feng exclaimed.

It is a deeper level of control over space.

Qiao Lan smiled and nodded, feeling very happy.

She wanted to enjoy an open-air barbecue today, but didn't want the aroma to spread and cause trouble, so she started thinking about whether her newly acquired spatial skills could be adapted to control the aroma with spatial power... and it actually worked.

Therefore, foodies are the ladder of human progress.

In order to take a shortcut to treat Feng Feng to a meal, he encountered Wang Guan's group, and then the apostles betrayed him. In order to eat more comfortably, he developed a new space skill.

She also wanted to renovate Blackwater Town so that people could eat well and live more comfortably.

"Brother Feng, I'm here to treat you to dinner today and I also want to ask you for a favor." Qiao Lan said.

Feng Feng responded happily: "Just tell me what you want. For this meal, I will go through fire and water to help you."

Well, it’s really smooth to communicate with people who are also foodies.

Qiao Lan said, "Hey, there's no need to go through fire and water. I'll just ask Brother Feng. Do you know any skilled workers or professionals, like those in construction, water conservancy, healthcare, catering, weaving, or clothing? Anything in between, talents that could be used in the revitalization of the town. Could you introduce some to me? I'd like to bring them back and have them work for me, so that I can improve Blackwater Town."

Feng Feng was a local and official, so he had advantages in terms of information and connections. Qiao Lan didn't know anyone else reliable in Beijing, so she turned to him for help first. If Pigeon Gray could find some, she could find more through Feng Feng. The more the better.

"Well..." Feng Feng said with a smile, "Then you've asked the right person. I actually know. My second aunt works at the recruitment office. She has a list of survivors. Anyone who signs up for work must report their pre-apocalyptic occupation and areas of expertise, so they can easily arrange a job. If you need any talent, just go take a look at the list. They have all the jobs you want."

He immediately stood up and said, "I have to leave Beijing on a business trip tomorrow, so I'll finalize this matter for you today. I'll go to my second uncle and second aunt's house and ask for you."

Qiao Lan was overjoyed.

This is such a coincidence!

"Is your Second Aunt in charge of official recruitment for the entire capital? Are those construction workers and the like we see on the streets her namesake?"

Feng Feng nodded. "Yes, she's in charge of statistics. Not only in the capital, but also in the surrounding areas outside the capital. As long as there are people who have officially registered their jobs, she has a list."

"Can you show me the list? Is this considered confidential information?"

"No, not really. When the authorities help survivors identify each other, the list will be made public. Otherwise, how can everyone find their missing relatives and friends?"

Qiao Lan happily stood up and said she wanted to go with Feng Feng. She had to go and see Feng's Second Aunt for a list, and give her some gifts as a thank you.

"I'll bring your second aunt something she likes to eat."

"My second aunt..." Feng Feng thought for a moment, "She seems to like roast duck? I'm not sure..."

He opened the gate and went out, but after taking two steps, he was stunned.

Then he pointed at a figure walking on the road ahead and said, "What a coincidence! That's my second aunt."

Um?

Qiao Lan quickly looked over there.