Chapter 133 The Second Safe House
“Life is so wonderful!”
Facing the newly cleaned room, Qiao Lan sighed in ecstasy.
Xiao Li was holding the little cow cat and happily admiring everything in the room, his face full of happiness.
"Sister Lan, even seeing it with my own eyes now, I still can't believe it. We actually have such a beautiful place to live in this chaotic apocalypse. It's so clean, tidy, and comfortable. To be honest, I've never lived in a room like this before the apocalypse!"
Qiao Lan hugged the girl and said, "We cleaned it all ourselves. Thank you for your hard work. Let's have a delicious meal tonight to celebrate the new house!"
"Mmmmm! Eat delicious food! Life is good la la la!"
When he heard that the food was delicious, Xiao Li smiled happily.
The little silly cat in my arms also shook its head and kept calling "meow meow meow".
Beside him, Xiao Tang smiled.
The sound of the old chef snoring soundly came from next door.
In the kitchen next door, the sound of Geng Duofu chopping vegetables and mincing meat was full of the breath of life.
The room, which took three full days to finalize, has light beige wallpaper with a light and soft pattern, which is the style Qiao Lan likes.
The white gauze curtains hung down to the ground, turning the afterglow of the sunset outside into a lighter pink.
On the large and soft bed, there was a light and elegant embroidered four-piece suit, and under the bed was a plush foot mat. Dazhuang was curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly.
There is a retro table lamp on the bedside table, next to it is a retro dressing table, the small floor-standing shelves are filled with various drinks and snacks, and the mini cloakroom separated by the screen is filled with a wide variety of clothes, shoes and hats.
This is what Qiao Lan imagined the bedroom would look like.
She had wanted a bedroom like this when she was stockpiling before the disaster, and now she finally got her wish.
In this safe house, located in an abandoned factory building, she not only had a separate bedroom for herself, but also one for Xiao Li and Xiao Tang. The chef and his son shared a double room, also fully furnished.
There is a vast wasteland around the factory. When you lift the curtains and look outside, as long as you don't look closely at the vague city ruins in the distance, it seems that the world is still the same as before the end of the world.
This is a cozy place where you can temporarily forget about the outside world.
Of course, it was also very strong. Qiao Lan used the sand, cement, and steel bars he had stored to reinforce the building.
This is my second official residence after the basement safehouse. It's now considered preliminarily complete, but we need to continue reinforcing it and improving its various functions. The surrounding area also needs to be cleaned up and some traps and obstacles installed. There's still a lot to do.
So you must eat well and be full, and have enough mental and physical strength, and then you can do it slowly later.
Geng Duofu made a Sukiyaki hot pot, which was hot and fragrant, perfect for sitting around and enjoying it after a tiring day.
It's cold outside the window in early winter, but warm inside the house.
The base of the pot is made of butter, green onions and beef, added with umami soy sauce and secret broth, and the base soup is ready.
Place your favorite vegetables, meat, and meatballs on top, simmer until done, add the secret Sukiyaki sauce, let it marinate, and start eating.
The essence of this hotpot lies in the raw egg dipping sauce, which is tender and smooth, absolutely not fishy, and has an amazing taste.
"Sister, this is so delicious! So satisfying!"
Xiao Li wished he could have the whole pot to himself.
"Are you satisfied with this? Can you still aspire to something higher?"
Qiao Lan snapped his fingers.
Geng Duofu, wearing a high-end chef's white uniform, entered the room carrying two large plates.
"Grilled eel, tempura."
Xiao Li was stunned.
The sukiyaki hot pot is a classic Japanese dish, and the surprising thing is that the grilled eel isn't served in pieces, but whole, on a large plate filled with five large eels. The rich broth and golden color are worth a fortune at a high-end restaurant.
The other plate of tempura, or fried shrimp in batter, was not fried ordinary white shrimp, but lobsters. Each one was so big that it filled the entire plate.
Even Xiao Tang was so surprised that his face was distorted.
"Sister, this is too extravagant..."
"It's nothing. We're just celebrating the completion of our new home. Come sit down and eat together." Qiao Lan invited Geng Duofu to sit down as well.
The old chef was very pleased. He patted his son on the shoulder and said, "You have inherited my true teachings. I will pass on my culinary heritage to you. My son, the road ahead is long, so don't stop exploring!"
Geng Duofu could only cooperate and agreed seriously. It seems that Dad, you really don't want to cook anymore.
The little group was as close as a family, eating and drinking happily around the table. The two cats also enjoyed this big meal very much and jumped up and down.
It was getting darker and the night was getting colder.
In a room on the first floor, which was neither tidied nor decorated, it was pitch black and without lights. Fu Xingyuan was eating corn alone there.
She could hear the laughter and the aroma of food coming from upstairs, but her face was tense and she remained unmoved.
Slurp.
A multi-legged centipede scurried past the wall. It had mutated and had small scorpion-like hooks growing on its tail.
Her face changed and she instinctively wanted to scream, but she held it back the moment the sound came out.
After hesitating for a moment, he quickly pulled out his self-defense knife, shouted and rushed forward, stopped the wandering insect, and cut it down with a powerful blow.
The insect's dangerous tail hook curled back to sting her knife-holding hand.
She shivered and shook, but finally reacted. She quickly drew her sword and chopped again and again, chopping and chopping non-stop.
The bugs in the early stages of mutation did not have much fighting power and were chopped into mud in the blink of an eye.
Fu Xingyuan gasped for breath, dropped his knife and fell to the ground, covered in cold sweat.
In the darkness, the rotten insects emitted a foul stench, but Fu Xingyuan kept staring at it, staring and staring, and burst into tears.
"I... I can fight. I'm not useless. I can kill mutant animals. I can..."
She covered her face, crying and laughing.
"Congratulations."
Qiao Lan stood behind her, holding a plate of grilled eel with white rice.
Fu Xingyuan was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground and stepped back a meter, "You... when did you come..."
"When you were chopping bugs like crazy." Qiao Lan laughed.
Fu Xingyuan's face flushed red.
The bugs were in the early stages of mutation, and even Qiao Lan's cat disdained them, but she chopped them seriously, which made her feel embarrassed.
"Eat. This plate of food is a reward for your courage to fight, Miss 'Not Waste'."
Qiao Lan put the food on a table with missing legs.
"I don't want it! I said I can take care of myself eating and drinking water." Fu Xingyuan swallowed his saliva and refused.
"You're quite courageous," Qiao Lan shrugged and walked away. "If you don't want to eat it, just throw it away. I never take back anything I give away. But I advise you to eat a full meal. You and Uncle Geng will be on patrol tonight. You'll have to run within a two-kilometer radius. Don't be lazy."
Fu Xingyuan's eyes lit up.
She had always taken the initiative to follow the old chef, and this time, it was the first time that Qiao Lan asked her to do something.
Has it been recognized by...?
The eel rice exudes a rich aroma, which further challenges people's taste buds in the darkness.
whoosh.
Slurp.
Unknown insects crawled in the darkness and passed by.
There are indeed more insects and ants in the small factory located on wasteland.
Fu Xingyuan finally picked up the rice plate.
—Rather than letting bugs destroy it, why not eat it? We can't waste food.
Ahhhh, she started eating with big mouthfuls.
I started crying while eating.
It’s been a long, long time since I’ve eaten something so delicious!
Squeak...
A mouse with red eyes squatted in the corner of the room, staring at her motionlessly.
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