He reached out his chopsticks and picked up a bright red crayfish that exuded an alluring aroma. The crayfish's shell was covered in spicy broth, and with a gentle peel, the tender shrimp meat was revealed.
Xiao Yi put the crayfish into his mouth and took a light bite. The spicy flavor instantly exploded in his mouth. The spicy soup and the tender shrimp meat blended perfectly, bringing an unprecedented taste bud enjoyment. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was conquered by this wonderful taste.
At the same time, he picked up the ice-cold beer on the table and gently unscrewed the cap. A cool breeze, with a faint aroma of malt, washed over him. He tilted his head back and poured the cold beer into his mouth. The refreshing liquid slid down his throat, washing away the heat and fatigue.
A mouthful of spicy crayfish and a sip of ice-cold beer blended perfectly in Xiao Yi's mouth. The collision of spicy and cool was like a feast for the taste buds, allowing him to find a moment of satisfaction and comfort in the extremely hot desert of the end times.
He closed his eyes, feeling the satisfaction spreading from the tip of his tongue to his entire body. At this moment, he seemed to forget the hardships and difficulties of the outside world, and only wanted to immerse himself in this simple happiness.
When the last bite of crayfish and beer was finished, Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He felt an unprecedented sense of relief and joy, as if this meal not only filled his stomach, but also healed his soul.
As night fell, the lights inside the RV seemed particularly warm. Xiao Yi leaned back in his chair, his heart filled with satisfaction and anticipation. He knew that as long as there was light in his heart and a yearning for a better life, he would be able to persevere in this apocalypse and meet every new challenge.
Although the RV was small, it was well sealed, as if it were a little world away from the outside world. However, the slight movement of the ventilation fan inadvertently leaked a hint of the spicy aroma of crayfish.
The subtle, numbing aroma was particularly alluring to the noses of those who hadn't tasted delicious food in a while. They were either busy or resting, but at that moment, everyone paused, as if drawn by the aroma, their thoughts drifting far away.
Some people sniffed lightly, with a nostalgic expression on their faces, as if they remembered the delicious food they had tasted before; some people had a glimmer of desire in their eyes, as if they could glimpse the long-lost world of food through the faint smell.
Xiao Yi, who was inside the RV, naturally noticed the strange atmosphere. He looked up at the people sniffing the scent, and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. He knew that these people had been struggling to survive in the apocalypse and hadn't tasted real food in a long time. The smell of crayfish undoubtedly evoked their deepest desires and memories.
He smiled slightly and said nothing more, just continued to enjoy his food. He knew that in this apocalyptic world, sometimes a simple delicacy could bring endless satisfaction and strength.
The aroma of crayfish spread quietly inside and outside the RV, like an invisible signal, conveying hope and warmth. In this apocalyptic world full of hardships and challenges, it reminds people that no matter how difficult life is, they must not lose their yearning and pursuit for delicious food and a better life.
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