Lu Ming can't stand the two funny guys in the team, Shi Cizhu and Qi Hua.
"Alright, hurry up and get the things out of the car. We'll go back to the base soon and stay here from now on."
Xie Pu Rou returned to the same place as yesterday, set up the stall neatly, and began to prepare her lunch.
[Host, I'm back after pestering you. Guess what the result is!]
Silly Tongzi.
She responded to its words and pretended to be curious, "What is it?"
[Of course it's a resounding victory! After my persistent arguments, the main system agreed to convert all the seasonings into unlimited supplies for us, so we don't have to draw cards anymore!]
"M80 is really amazing~ You are the most amazing person I have ever seen~"
After being together in so many worlds, Xie Pu Rou understood M80's temper thoroughly and knew that it would fall for this trick.
Sure enough, there was a place for seasonings on the dining car, and all the seasonings were available, and there were many that she had never seen before.
It was just right for her to change her taste and make some sour soup dumplings.
Boil the water and cook the dumplings. She prefers the ones with beef filling, so I only cooked the ones with beef filling.
Add chopped green onion, minced garlic, chili powder and white sesame seeds in hot oil and stir-fry until fragrant. Add a little salt and sugar to taste. Add soy sauce, vinegar and a spoonful of oyster sauce and mix well.
Add a large spoonful of the soup used to cook dumplings into the bowl of prepared sauce, then take out the dumplings and mix them with the sauce.
Finally, sprinkle some chopped green onions and you can eat it.
With the addition of chili powder, the dumplings are covered with the color of chili oil, and the bright red color makes the appetite increase.
"What a pity, there's nothing to drink, otherwise it would be perfect."
She has a little habit, which is to have drinks and funny variety shows when eating delicious food, otherwise she always feels that something is missing.
The dumplings, blessed by the golden finger she drew, tasted better than any dumplings she had ever eaten. It was a pity that there was no drama to watch while eating at this time.
Without a cell phone or drinks, Xie Purou couldn't sit still, so she opened the panel and started drawing the lottery.
Thinking of her own bad luck, she
I was scared and felt conflicted.
Should I smoke or not?
She found that except for the unlimited supplies, the quantities of other items were not fixed.
Just like wet wipes, although there was only one card, when she converted the card into supplies, there were more than a dozen packs of wet wipes.
In short... with her luck, she will never lack paper in her life.
Let's do another ten-draw! Let's see if there are any more surprises.
Wet wipes, tissues, cups, backpacks.
…
At least I got a backpack, let me draw one last time!
The B&B sent business cards, backpacks, tissues, wet wipes, hand sanitizer...
Xie Pu Rou felt that the dumplings in her mouth suddenly tasted bad. She looked at her hands and began to question her life.
Am I really a non-African?
Click on the introduction of the new item.
[Backpack: An ordinary backpack, no different from the ones you'd find before the apocalypse.]
[B&B Business Card Transmission: Shout "Grape, you are my god!" three times at the business card, and a magical bus will appear and take you to the B&B entrance. Remaining uses: 5.]
Suddenly I felt that my luck seemed to be pretty good again, and the dumplings in my mouth tasted better and better.
Using the business card, five business cards appeared in her hand. This was too few!
A broken miracle is better than no miracle at all, a broken miracle is better than no miracle at all...
She repeated it silently three times before she calmed herself down, but it was too early for her to be happy.
While she was still muttering to herself about being hard on herself, the aroma of dumplings, secretly enhanced by the M80, drifted far away.
Brother Qiang was wandering around at the foot of the mountain. He had been craving for some meat recently, so he had to come out of the base whenever he had time to try his luck and see if he could be lucky enough to encounter a lower-level mutant animal.
As he walked, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of food.
He held his breath and took a deep breath.
He couldn't tell what kind of meat it was, but there seemed to be a faint hint of leeks. Mixed with the spicy vinegar in the air, he subconsciously sucked in his saliva.
It smells so good, so good, so good!
People are already hungry in the end times, and the smell of meat is really killing them.
No longer thinking about looking for mutant beasts, Brother Qiang opened the car window as wide as possible, tried hard to smell the source of the fragrance, and drove along the scent.
The fragrance was getting closer and closer, and my appetite was aroused to the peak.
Xie Purou had finished eating and cleaned the table.
Brother Qiang finally made it to the dining car, and when he saw the piles of steamed dumplings, he was about to burst into tears.
He tightened the crystal core in his hand. A dozen crystal cores were all he had.
"Boss, can I buy some dumplings?" Brother Qiang looked at Xie Pu Rou pitifully. His eyes were so humble, which did not match his body shape and age at all.
She had no doubt that if she refused, the burly bearded man in front of her would kowtow to her.
"Yes, look at the sign on the blackboard here. Place the crystal core on the machine and you can redeem it."
When she had nothing to do, she used her artistic talent to draw every step.
With simple illustrations, the text on the small blackboard is clear at a glance.
Like everyone before him, he was surprised at the price of exchanging crystal cores for dumplings, but he didn't think much about it and just did the exchange.
[Wang Daqiang, male, second-level gold-type psychic, this recharge points is 100.]
Can I start eating now that I have points? Brother Qiang looked at the dumplings right in front of him and shouted excitedly, "Boss, just give me five servings of steamed dumplings!"
Xie Purou frowned slightly and reminded him, "This shop doesn't tolerate waste. There are thirty dumplings in one serving, and they're so big. Why don't you order a few and order more after you finish eating?"
"Okay, then I'll have three servings, one pork and two beef."
She opened her mouth, thinking that three servings were not too few, but then she swallowed it. If she couldn't finish it, she could pack it up. There shouldn't be anyone who would waste food in the apocalypse.
"Okay, please wait."
Brother Qiang's gaze fell back on the small blackboard. He was so focused on eating dumplings that he didn't see carefully that it said there were steamed dumplings and sour soup dumplings.
"Wait! Boss, can I have two steamed dumplings, one pan-fried dumpling, and one hot and sour soup dumpling?"
The silly tall guy tried hard to speak standard Mandarin, but this kind of thing can't be achieved just by trying hard.
To Xie Purou, it sounded like Mandarin with an accent. She couldn't tell where the speaker was from, but she still understood it.
"Okay, what fillings do you want for the other two recipes?"
Brother Qiang grinned and said, "I want beef for the fried dumplings and pork for the boiled dumplings. Thank you, boss."
Thinking that I hadn't brushed my teeth for a long time, I forced my mouth closed, afraid that I would defile the white and plump dumplings.
He stood in front of the dining cart and stared at the dumplings. Xie Pu Rou didn't care and let him watch.
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