The agitated crowd immediately looked towards the apartment complex opposite with sharp eyes. After the boss pointed it out, almost everyone could smell it. The smell was indeed coming from the apartment building opposite!
"Why--"
At that moment, hundreds of diners sighed in disappointment and sat down again amid the tantalizing aroma of meat.
They are diners who come out to eat supper in the middle of the night, not street urchins looking for trouble in the early morning. They can even go to other people's homes to ask for delicious food...
What’s more, the apartment building looks very big, and there must be hundreds of households in it. How can we find them?
Huh? Didn't you say you weren't just a street urchin? How did you even estimate the number of residents in that apartment?
But no matter how eager the group was, they all sat down in disappointment.
Only a table of muscular guys dressed in sportswear were unwilling to give up, and their desire to eat was burning.
The strongest one among them was holding the chopsticks and was reluctant to touch the originally fragrant crayfish. Finally, he couldn't help but slammed the chopsticks heavily on the table.
I want to eat beef!
"Coach Xu, don't be impulsive! I'm not that kind of person!"
With their size and at this time of year, if they really go to someone's doorstep to beg for food, people will think they are robbing!
Xu Yang glanced at him aggrievedly, "What are you talking about? I won't go. I just can't stand it anymore!"
Hearing that he had no intention of really coming, the men at the table finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, although they are thick-skinned, they are not so thick-skinned as to have the nerve to beg for food at other people's homes.
Only the fat young man beside Xu Yang was indignant, muttering under his breath: "I think you are just that kind of people, so shameless..."
A sharp gaze fixed on the back of Li Guangzong's drooping head, and a faint voice came from above: "Li Guangzong, what are you talking about?"
Li Guangzong's chubby face trembled in panic, and he quickly waved his hands, frantically trying to shake off suspicion: "No, no, I didn't say anything. Coach Xu, what else do you want to eat? If it's not enough, order more!"
Xu Yang's voice was calm, his appetite turning into anger. "If you hadn't skipped your fat loss class and come here for a private meal and got caught, would we still be here smelling the food and not being able to eat?"
Li Guangzong lost all his confidence and felt extremely guilty.
He had no idea that the gym he signed up for this time was so serious, and actually forced him to train hard day and night, forcing him to dodge guerrilla warfare with the gym's "spy coaches" every day.
Over the years, he was ridiculed by his family members for being too fat. In anger, he signed up for weight loss classes, but he always gave up after less than two days because he was too tired.
In the past, those gyms that took the money but didn't provide the service were happy enough! But this time, they were too serious. This gym is the exception!
Especially his annual membership card private trainer, 'Devil Xu Yang', who is so terrifying and torturous. Even his offer to voluntarily give up the lessons without refunding the membership card or the money didn't work...
Xu Yang kept listing Li Guangzong's "crimes" one by one, pouring out the anger and frustration in his chest.
Li Guangzong, a habitual truant, actually felt a little guilty after being scolded, and his head lowered the more he scolded.
Seeing that Li Guangzong finally came to his senses, Xu Yang took the opportunity to schedule training sessions for the next few days before picking up his chopsticks again. However, his eyes were still lingeringly looking at the community across the street.
In the apartment.
Liu Yu collected the juice from the stew pots on the balcony one by one and put them into the space. He also did not miss the ones inside the door. Finally, he kept the pot that contained a small bowl of stewed beef for Lingbao as a midnight snack.
Not long after, Zhuang Moxing, with slightly wet hands, cleaned up the "pig" Lingbao and stuffed it into the quilt, and finally came out.
After being busy for a long time, the two finally took a break, sat on the floor in the living room and had a midnight snack, and began to eat in silence.
Later, I don’t know who started the conversation, but they actually started with Lingbao and talked about their past experiences. The quick half-hour casual conversation inadvertently brought the two of them closer together.
The sound of two people talking quietly filled the apartment. When Liu Yu was in high spirits, she even described the scene with gestures. It had been a long time since she had such a pleasant chat with someone.
A not-so-in-depth conversation gently changed the direction of this doomsday deal, and the unfamiliarity and wariness gradually eased.
With the end of the world approaching, the time for leisure and elegance naturally did not last long. After a while, the two of them tacitly packed up their dishes and continued to "prepare for the food war."
The stove in Apartment 217 was reignited, and the intensive cooking continued. Suddenly, there was no other sound in the living room except for the sounds of flipping pots, frying, and porcelain bowls colliding, but the atmosphere was tens of thousands of times more harmonious than before.
Unfortunately, they have achieved harmony, but the neighbors have suffered again in the dilemma of being able to smell but not eat...
The rich aroma of the secret slow-cooked beef gradually dissipates, and the delicious meat and vegetable stew comes out of the pot again!
Liu Yu and Zhuang Moxing worked non-stop all night long, their heels hitting their heads. They kept drinking spring water to refresh themselves.
Finally, I worked hard until 8 o'clock the next morning. The warm sunlight shone into the living room, and the ingredients piled on the floor were finally finished.
Liu Yu sat in the chaotic living room, his consciousness exploring the endless black space.
The delicatessen area of the space has begun to take shape.
Dozens of buckets of steaming hot meat and vegetable buns, meat patties, fried dumplings, and pot stickers, plus pots of juicy braised spareribs, braised pork, and three-cup chicken, enough marinated ingredients to top the buckets, and jars of fragrant and mellow stewed beef.
These only occupied a corner of the cooked food area. She didn't have time to count the delicious and filling delicacies such as sugar cakes, sauce-flavored cakes, sweet and sour spare ribs, spicy chicken wings, etc.
"Eat something hot and go to bed early."
Liu Yu took the thick lean meat porridge handed to her by Zhuang Moxing and drank it with satisfaction. Before she swallowed the porridge, she shook her head and said, "It's too late. I have to go out later. I need to finish some last minute things. I'll go back to sleep when I come back and sleep until tomorrow morning!"
As she spoke, a light flashed in her eyes.
Zhuang Moxing stared at her deeply for a moment and did not try to persuade her any further. After spending the past two days with her, he realized that although Liu Yu was young, she was a very organized and opinionated person.
He naturally would not interfere with her plans, and everything would stop there.
After eating a little, Zhuang Moxing went back to the master bedroom to wake up the "lazy boy" Lingbao.
Liu Yu glanced at his watch and moved his chopsticks quickly. He finished a large bowl of porridge, and then had two large meat buns and two spicy shredded radish vegetarian buns before he felt full.
When she put down her bowl and chopsticks, Zhuang Moxing was still applying baby cream to Lanbao, who had half-closed his eyes.
Liu Yu ran to the door of their room, pried open the door, knocked on the door frame, said hello hurriedly, and set off for the next journey.
…
Will the end of the world come as promised tomorrow?
Are the unknown dangers the same as in the previous life, or are they even more dangerous and difficult?
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