Chapter 133 Meow Meow Meow
In this cold and hopeless apocalypse, at the bottom of the bottom, in the deepest part of the black market, Zone F...
There is such a small and warm porridge shop.
Looking at the cozy porridge shop and the smiling young owner wearing a floral apron in front of the shop, many people felt as if they were still in a sweet dream for a moment.
The young boss was dressed simply but cleanly, had a handsome appearance, and his eyes were curved when he smiled, which made people feel warm.
The entire porridge shop gives people a feeling of tranquility and peace before the end of the world.
“…”
Therefore, it took the members of Team 11 a long time to react to what the porridge shop owner said.
——"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"
Several young people, led by the blue-haired girl and the man with a crew cut, looked at each other and repeated the word, all of them somewhat confused.
They were all in their teens and twenties, and they had only heard about the world before the end of the world from their elders, but knew nothing about it themselves.
Because when they were born, the end of the world had already arrived for more than 20 years. Some of them grew up in the Eastern Base, while others fled from other bases with their parents.
For young people, all they know about "porridge" is the most popular technological porridge in various survivor bases.
They had heard of red spicy porridge, green sweet porridge, potato porridge, and family porridge - an expensive porridge with eight flavor enhancers, but they had never heard of the "preserved egg and lean meat porridge" mentioned by the young shop owner.
The reaction of the team leader Yi Cunqing was completely different from that of the young people.
The moment he heard those five words, he couldn't help but tremble all over, his hand holding the cane clenched, and a little hope appeared on his wrinkled face, but more of it was disbelief:
"Pi, century egg and lean pork porridge? Is it really... century egg and lean pork porridge?"
After asking this question, he realized that his choice of words was confusing, so he added hastily:
"The kind without flavor enhancers?"
The young and handsome shop owner nodded: "Yes, century egg and lean meat porridge, the kind without flavor enhancers."
"Would you like to try it? It's free."
As he spoke, the porridge shop owner opened the clay pot, took out a small wooden bowl, and served a small bowl of porridge to Yi Cun Qing.
After what happened to Wang Peng just now, Jian Yunlan realized that diners of this era have limited acceptance of porridge without flavor enhancers, so he came up with the idea of offering free trials.
Who doesn’t like to take advantage of free stuff? When people hear the word "free", they can't help but want to try it. If it tastes good, they will naturally buy it.
Jian Yunlan handed the wooden bowl of porridge to Yicunqing.
“…”
Yicunqing stretched out his hand almost tremblingly and took the small bowl of porridge.
When you scoop up a spoonful of porridge, the aroma of rice hits your nose, accompanied by the steaming hot air.
The porridge in the spoon was a delicate milky white color, cooked to the right thickness, with dark green and crystal-clear preserved egg particles soaked in it, sprinkled with emerald green onions, and looked very tempting.
Yi Cun Qing nervously and expectantly put the spoonful of porridge into his mouth——
“Bang!”
The crutch in Yicunqing's hand fell to the ground.
Because of excitement.
The moment the hot porridge enters your mouth, it has a smooth texture and almost melts in your mouth. The porridge, with its steam, slides down the throat all the way into the stomach, making all the internal organs feel extremely warm and comfortable. The light spicy aroma of pepper further enhances the warm taste of the porridge itself.
What’s even more amazing is that along with the porridge, you can taste tiny particles of preserved eggs, which have a delicate taste with a slightly alkaline aroma.
...To be honest, when Yicunqing drank the porridge, he didn't think about so many details in his mind.
His mind was blank.
All that was left was disbelief, as if in a dream, and - joy, pure joy.
"Yes, that's the taste," Yi Cun Qing murmured. He didn't even have time to grab the spoon to scoop up the porridge. He just put his mouth to the wooden bowl and gulped down the porridge. "It tastes good, really good. This porridge..."
When Yi Cunqing met Wang Peng outside just now, he vaguely smelled a familiar smell from the takeaway box in Wang Peng's hand.
But he wasn't sure at the time.
At this moment, standing in front of the bubbling, steaming casserole and tasting such a familiar delicacy, Yi Cun Qing finally dared to confirm it.
This is the century egg and lean meat porridge before the end of the world!
Looking at the steaming casserole in the light in front of him, the simple sign, smelling the rich and warm aroma of porridge, holding the warm bowl of porridge in his hands, Yi Cun Qing seemed to think that time had gone back to the carefree time before the end of the world came.
...That year, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old and had an ordinary name, not Yicunqing.
Like most day-students in high schools, his happiest time of the day is when he is on his way home from evening self-study. He sits at a roadside porridge shop with his father who comes to pick him up, talking about trivial matters at school and at home while drinking a bowl of steaming hot century egg and lean meat porridge.
Nearly fifty years have passed, but Yi Cun Qing still can't forget that time.
I can't forget the wrinkles and smile on my father's face. The whole space was filled with heat, and I was surrounded by the lively conversations of passers-by. The bubbling casserole porridge was reflected in the warm yellow light of the porridge shop. When the first spoonful of hot porridge entered my mouth, it was slightly hot and flowed all the way down my throat. The soft rice grains and the delicious lean meat warmed my whole body.
Later, the end of the world came, his father passed away, and his fate became uncertain.
After the end of the world, all resources were in short supply. In the first few years, people could only eat compressed biscuits. Later, the survivor base was established, and life gradually became better. There was rice and meat, but because of the end of the world, people's cooking methods changed, and flavor enhancers became popular...
Later, Yi Cun Qing tried to make it himself, but no matter how he did it, it didn't taste the same as before.
Yi Cun Qing once thought that he would never have the chance to drink such a bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge again.
But now, in this small corner of the black market, there is such a porridge shop.
——The value of this porridge shop in the apocalypse, for example, is like in the last infinite level, you think you are going to face a terrifying and murderous BOSS.
But after the darkness fades away, what you see is the faded red runway of your childhood. As the sun sets, your childhood playmates carrying schoolbags invite you to the snack street to drink Taipei milk tea. The song played by the radio station rings in your ears, "A small cloud is walking slowly towards you. Please rest your feet and watch the mountain flowers bloom"...
This is something that everyone can’t help but fall for!
Tasting the fragrant hot porridge, Yi Cunqing felt as if nothing had changed, the end of the world had not come, and he was still a high school student who had just finished his evening self-study and was waiting at the school gate for his father to pick him up.
Yicunqing's eyes were a little moist.
As he bent down to pick up the crutches that had fallen to the ground, he couldn't help but take off his sunglasses, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said tremblingly:
"Okay, okay, century egg and lean meat porridge, it's been so many years..."
"Master Qing, what are you talking about?" Several other young men hurriedly rushed to help him up, muttering in confusion, "What kind of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is this? I've never heard of it before. It doesn't even have any flavor enhancers?"
The disappointment among young people is real.
Like Wang Peng and most of the new generation who were born and raised in the apocalypse, they took it for granted that flavor enhancers and "deliciousness" were directly linked to each other. The boss must have been cutting corners by not using any flavor enhancers.
After walking such a long way and being hungry all day, everyone was very excited when they saw the porridge shop, but now their anticipation has dropped.
Turned into disappointment.
The girl with the buzz cut and the girl with blue hair were both straightforward, and they started to argue on the spot:
"Yeah, without any flavor enhancer, it would probably taste terrible."
"I thought the porridge in this porridge shop was good because of its nice decoration and atmosphere. I was a little disappointed..."
Hearing this, the young shop owner didn't say anything.
Yi Cunqing actually picked up his cane and angrily hit the two of them!
The blue-haired girl and the crew cut were crushed by Inch Qing and ran around holding their buttocks, feeling extremely aggrieved. They shouted, "Just talk, why are you hitting me? Master Qing! Oh Master Qing, we were wrong, isn't that enough!"
Yi Cun Qing felt very unsatisfied. While beating him, he cursed with veins all over his face:
"You know shit! You know shit!!! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Century egg and lean meat porridge, do you know how precious a bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge is in this world...!!!"
After beating the two men, Yicunqing immediately smiled at the young porridge shop owner.
He handed back the wooden bowl that he had already drunk clean, and said carefully: "Um, boss, these little bastards don't know what's good and don't know the rules, please don't mind. Um, can I buy a bowl of porridge? No, no, two bowls, three bowls!"
Looking at this scene, the other team members were stunned.
As the second-in-command of the 11th Team, Qing Ye is usually the most stable. Especially after Mu Dongsheng left, Qing Ye became even more taciturn and unfathomable.
Because on his shoulders lies the future of the entire detachment. He had to be the backbone of the entire detachment. He must not show cowardice or be servile to anyone, not even to Li Zhou.
But at this moment, Yi Cun Qing actually lost his composure to such an extent just for a bowl of porridge?
Not only did he chase after his two most beloved disciples and beat them up, he also spoke to a street vendor in the F area of the black market in such a polite and even respectful manner.
Yi Cunqing is one of the most senior people in the entire Eastern Base. He has never been so respectful and cautious even to the former top boss Mu Dongsheng!
...Could it be that this porridge shop owner is not just a simple porridge shop owner, but actually has another secret behind him?
The team members couldn't help but take a closer look at the young porridge shop owner.
They hadn't noticed it just now, but after taking a closer look, many people realized that something was wrong.
In this doomsday, no matter whether they are mercenaries, logistics personnel or vendors, most people are dusty, with tired faces and covered with scars. But the young man in front of him, although dressed simply, was very clean, his extremely beautiful face had no scars at all, and he looked energetic and enthusiastic.
There is a sense of relaxation like that of human beings before the end of the world.
Anyone who has lived in the last days knows that all the sense of relaxation is built up with countless resources and hard power.
The more you think about it, the more it makes sense.
It's just an ordinary bowl of porridge, without even any flavor enhancer, so it's definitely not going to taste very good.
But Yi Cun Qing has such an attitude towards young people, which shows that...
——"This porridge shop owner must be a hidden boss!"
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