Zhang Min didn't eat anything. She first washed down a bowl of rice with the hot pot soup.
fragrant!
So fragrant!
The long-lost thick feeling of the oil on her mouth and tongue made her feel so happy that she almost ascended to heaven.
Before the end of the world, young girls refused greasy and fried food and wanted to eat fresh and healthy food.
But after four years of living in the apocalypse, I can now chew on a lump of lard with great crunch.
The body is in dire need of this!
Eating boiled wild vegetables with salt every day makes me feel empty all over.
Who doesn’t want to eat oil?
As the greasy and tender aroma wafted over, Zhang Min ate it noisily as if she hadn't eaten for several lives.
People in the distance saw that the people who had just spoken all ran over.
"Zhang Min, why are you eating?"
"Wang Hao, Bai Cong, Bai Hui, hurry up and join us! You can eat if you join!" Zhang Min said while eating.
A bowl of soup and rice was quickly drained, and she scooped up a spoonful of tomato soup and added a whole big, bright red tomato.
After the big tomato was added to her bowl, her eyes sparkled and she took a bite of it with the skin on.
The unique rich aroma of tomatoes wafted out immediately, and the fresh tomato juice overflowed. The people who passed by stared at the tomato that Zhang Min was biting. Under the teeth marks, a whole full tomato flesh with fine sand appeared in front of them.
"Join what?"
"Join their alliance! It's so delicious to follow that sister!"
"I'm in, I'm in too!"
“I want to join in too!”
These people said one after another.
Han Qingxia told everyone who joined her that they could sit down and eat, and her place was soon full.
A large group of people over there were all staring at it eagerly, but none of them dared to step forward easily.
Feng Li, who was beaten by Han Qingxia today, felt even worse when she smelled the fragrance.
How come she eats so well?
She wants to eat too!
Han Qingxia accepted four or five new people, so she simply stopped eating and left the hot pot empty for these people.
These people don't eat hot pot at all, they just drink the soup. They don't even wait for the dishes to be cooked. They scoop the dishes and soup into their bowls and eat them up. The big pot of hot pot soup is quickly empty. They add water, rinse the walls of the hot pot, and cook it again.
Han Qingxia, Qin Ke and Wen Yiyi all refused to eat this way.
Even Qin Luo and Ye Lan, who had just escaped poverty, couldn't eat it.
Who can eat it after having a good life?
Just then, a fat big guy came running over following the smell.
"It smells so good. It smells so good." The big guy ran straight to the fragrant hot pot, and in front of everyone, he poured all the half-eaten fish, wild vegetables and bones in his bowl into the pot, then picked up the pot and ran away.
"Hurry up and stop him!"
"We can't let him get away!"
Zhang Min and others hurried over.
Everyone rushed forward, grabbed the big pieces and snatched the pot away.
When Big Guy saw his pot being snatched away, he burst into tears and screamed.
"Lord, that is Old Liu's stupid grandson Liu Hai. He is mentally ill."
When Han Qingxia heard this, her eyes fell on the big guy who was screaming and rolling around trying to grab the hot pot. "Okay, give it to him."
When Zhang Min and the others heard what Han Qingxia said, they all let go of their hands.
He looked at his big pot of delicious food with great reluctance.
They had no choice but to give it to him, because their big pot was destroyed by Liu Hai. He poured all the leftover food into it, and there were half-eaten fish bones and vegetable stems in it.
Disgusting death.
After the big guy snatched Han Qingxia's pot, he turned around, gave her a silly smile, and ran back with the pot in his arms.
"Grandpa!"
"eat!"
Old Liu, who was turning over bricks, heard his silly grandson's cry and turned around.
Then he brought a hot pot.
When Old Liu saw this, he frowned and asked, "Where are you from?"
"Piao, it was given to me by my pretty sister."
When Old Liu heard this, he knew it was given by Han Qingxia. Only Han Qingxia could have such a thing. "Give it back!"
The big guy hugged his hot pot tightly, "No!"
"Give it back! It's not yours!"
"No!" Liu Hai hugged the hot pot tightly and sat on the ground.
Old Liu pulled it several times but it didn't budge. "Do you know what this is? You can't take other people's things! What are you going to give back if you take it?"
Liu Hai held the pot and said, "Okay, eat."
Old Liu was at a loss. He looked at his silly grandson and sighed, "Forget it. Just eat it."
Old Liu ignored him and turned around to continue turning the adobe bricks. At this time, a large spoonful of fragrant soup was passed to him.
"Grandpa, eat."
Liu Hai smiled at him foolishly, "Good, delicious, eat."
Sand suddenly filled Old Liu's cold eyes.
"Silly grandson."
When it was night, Han Qingxia and his group spread out their sleeping bags and prepared to go to sleep.
The moon is at its zenith.
A man came over carrying a pot.
Han Qingxia opened her eyes when she heard the voice.
Then I saw Lao Liu.
Old Liu stopped three meters away from where they slept. He felt Han Qingxia's gaze, put down the clean pot, turned around and walked back.
As he turned around, Old Liu said something.
"You'd better leave quickly. The people in the inner camp are not ordinary people. If they know there are outsiders and they are not from our camp, they will kill them."
Han Qingxia blinked twice when she heard what Lao Liu said, and saw his thin and hunched back disappear into the night.
The next day came in a flash.
Early in the morning, the campsite in the canyon was very busy.
The residents of the outer camp washed their clothes yesterday, and today they changed into the cleanest clothes they thought, tidying themselves up and waiting for the selection of candidates by the inner camp.
Han Qingxia's group has grown a lot today, and everyone who had dinner with her yesterday stood next to her.
"Are you still going to participate in the election later?" Han Qingxia asked.
"What else to choose? We'll follow you out!" Zhang Min said.
Han Qingxia nodded and said, "Qin Luo and Ye Lan, you two should take the people out later."
There was no signal in the camp, so they couldn't call a car to pick them up. Fortunately, all the zombies outside had been cleared, so it was safe for them to walk out.
"Yes! Lord!" Qin Luo and Ye Lan said.
At this time, the gate of the inner camp opened.
A large group of people immediately ran towards the inner camp gate.
Strive for the front row!
Han Qingxia saw the group of people coming out yesterday and followed them there.
The people in white uniforms looked at the crowd of eager people in front of them, and there was a hint of an even colder light in their cold eyes.
"Everyone line up and be quiet." The leading man said coldly.
Everyone at the scene fell silent and stood straight.
Let this group of people in white coats walk among them and select.
"you."
"you."
"You two."
Soon, they selected more than forty people.
Han Qingxia looked at the people they chose, most of them were young people.
At this moment, she met a cold and ruthless gaze.
The man wearing sunglasses yesterday met her eyes.
"Come out."