Chapter 115: Chicken that tastes the same
The cold light of the dagger shone into the eyes of those people, and their hearts suddenly tightened.
They thought Nan Ci was the soft persimmon, so they used her as a breakthrough point.
Now it seems that it is not the case at all!
Nan Ci didn't care about the changes in expressions on these people's faces. The dagger and her hand were almost integrated into one, moving as her mind moved, like a harvesting machine, easily reaping the lives of these people.
Watching them fall one by one, Mu Qianqian sighed, "These people just don't listen. We told them to dig a hole for themselves, but they just wouldn't listen. Now they're dead, and they still want us to dig a hole for them."
Nan Ci had just wiped the dagger clean when he heard Mu Qianqian's words and chuckled.
"Why do you have to dig a hole for them? Isn't it normal to just kill them and not bury them?"
Mu Qianqian frowned and said in distress, "But if we don't dig a hole to bury it, it will be such an eyesore here!"
"That's easy." Nan Ci said, calling four cats and asking them to drag the bodies of these people away.
When the four cats grow up, it will be easy for them to pick up a person.
It held a person in its mouth and ran away for a long distance in a few jumps.
The cat made two trips back and forth and threw all the corpses far away.
The four cats were probably a little disgusted. After coming back, they ran to the clean snow, opened their mouths, bit the snow in their mouths, and then quickly threw it out.
After going back and forth several times, the four cats were finally satisfied, and then they walked back to Nan Ci with graceful steps.
Looking at the four cats that had become smaller, Nan Ci squatted down and rubbed their heads. "Great! You are all clean little cats!"
The hearts of little cats are easily satisfied. After hearing Nan Ci’s praise, the four cats narrowed their eyes and even meowed a few times.
The old Taoist put his hands in his sleeves and yawned loudly, "The problem outside has been solved. Let's go into the tent quickly. It's really cold outside!"
Not only was it cold, but I was also very hungry, so I was both hungry and cold.
Four people and four cats entered the tent, and warmth instantly hit them.
Although it cannot be said to be as warm as spring, it is much warmer than outside.
A pot has been set up on the stove, with water bubbling inside and mist rising around it.
Mu Qianqian trotted forward and took a look, "Is the meat cooked?"
The meat that Mu Qianqian had cut earlier had been chopped into pieces and put into cooking.
After cooking for such a long time, it seems that it should be cooked.
Zhou Ziyang also walked over, took a pair of long chopsticks, and picked up a small piece of meat from the pot.
Cooked chicken is white, and you can tell by its color that the meat is indeed cooked.
Mu Qianqian stared at the meat curiously, "This meat looks no different from normal chicken!"
Zhou Ziyang smiled and said, "I just don't know if it will taste any different."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ziyang took a bite.
His sudden action startled Mu Qianqian, "Why did you just eat it?"
"Let me try it first to see if it tastes good."
Although he said so, the others were not fools. They all knew that Zhou Ziyang wanted to eat it before Mu Qianqian so that he could taste the meat to see if there was any problem.
Nan Ci sighed in his heart. Before he could even put the chicken in his mouth, he ate a bowl of dog food first.
Fortunately, we have known each other for a long time, and this is not the first time I have eaten dog food, so I have long been used to it.
Zhou Ziyang picked up a small piece of chicken and stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewing it continuously, and swallowed it all after a while.
Mu Qianqian looked at Zhou Ziyang worriedly, "Ziyang, how is it? What does it taste like? How do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Zhou Ziyang felt it silently for a while, "It tastes similar to normal chicken, and the texture is similar. There is nothing special about it, except that there is something warm in my stomach, which makes me feel a lot more comfortable."
Hearing Zhou Ziyang's words, Mu Qianqian was stunned at first, and then she laughed, "That means the chicken is not poisonous, so I feel relieved.
Ziyang, don't be so reckless next time. We can actually test the poison with a silver needle."
Mu Qianqian's words successfully made the other three people laugh.
This is the end of the world, not the world of martial arts. Why did Mu Qianqian think of testing poison with a silver needle?
The smile on Zhou Ziyang's face appeared quickly and disappeared just as quickly.
He regained his serious expression and nodded seriously, "Okay, I'll listen to you next time."
Nan Ci stopped looking at the two men, turned around and walked to where the supplies were piled up and began to search.
After a while, Nan Ci found what he wanted - a curry packet.
What's so delicious about boiled chicken in plain water? Just put some curry packets and some dehydrated vegetables in it, cook it for a while longer, and serve it with steaming hot rice. Isn't it a delicious and fragrant curry rice?
Nan Ci told Mu Qianqian about his plan, and she immediately went to wash and steam the rice.
Without various electric rice cookers to use, Mu Qianqian had already learned how to steam rice in water, and the steamed rice she made was even more delicious than that cooked in an electric rice cooker.
Nan Ci put the curry packet and dehydrated vegetables into the pot, then took the chicken drumstick and went to the tent next door.
There were also two stoves in this tent, both of which were burning, and there were large pots for boiling water on top of them.
Nan Ci chopped the chicken legs into large pieces and began to cook the meat in batches.
Seeing the old Taoist priest follow in, Nan Ci glanced at him and asked, "Does the little turtle eat raw or cooked meat?"
"It eats it cooked, too."
As the old Taoist priest spoke, people came forward to help.
The chicken for the four cats and the little turtle only needs to be cooked and no seasoning is needed, so it is very easy to make.
The meal over there is not ready yet, but the little turtle and four cats over here have already started eating.
Seeing that they were eating with relish, Nan Ci smiled with satisfaction.
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Mu Qianqian calling her and the old Taoist priest.
"Nan Ci, Taoist Priest, come quickly, dinner is ready!"
After being hungry for almost a day, the four of them were already starving.
There is no need for bowls. Each person has a stainless steel bowl, half bowl of rice and half bowl of curry chicken. It is so satisfying to eat.
Just as Zhou Ziyang said, the meat of this big chicken tastes no different from normal chicken.
After eating it, the body neither gets any benefit nor any harm.
It was as if the chicken had been magnified several times by a magnifying glass, with no other changes.
Nan Ci didn’t understand why this happened and didn’t try to find out more about it.
The end of the world has come, and no one knows why it has come. Naturally, there is no need to know the reasons for other changes that have occurred due to the end of the world.
(End of this chapter)
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