Chapter 81 Struck by Lightning



After giving instructions, she returned to the kitchen to prepare sauerkraut fish for Qiu Zeyu.

The kitchen was bustling with activity. Ever since Lan Yamei transmigrated, she had been craving spicy hot pot with chili oil, her favorite dish from before, but now she couldn't afford it. Even if she could manage to put together a broth, the taste would probably be...unpleasant.

Looking at the two fish in my hands, I sighed and quickly cleaned, sliced, and marinated them. I thought to myself, with so much beef and vegetables today, how satisfying it would be to have a big hot pot!

Seeing the manager cooking himself, the kitchen staff quickly made room for him at a stove.

Lan Ya Mei stared blankly at the blazing fire for a long time, then sighed and walked out of the kitchen.

Upon reaching the third floor, they saw Zhao Zhicheng looking out at the street from the arcade, utterly bored. He sighed heavily and said, "I really want to eat hot pot!"

"Hot pot? You can make it?" Upon hearing that there was hot pot, they quickly squeezed through the window.

"No way! My only memory is of first heating the oil and stir-frying the ready-made hot pot ingredients, adding plenty of Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers, then adding water and simmering it, and finally adding meat and vegetables, slowly cooking them, a sip of cola and a bite of hot pot, it was simply heavenly." Lan Yamei's mouth was practically watering as she spoke, her memories of eating hot pot in the past flooding back.

Zhao Zhicheng was also eagerly anticipating it, wishing he could immediately scoop a piece of meat from the boiling pot, and urged, "Why don't you give it a try? What if it's not bad!"

"This era doesn't have bird's eye chilies or ghost peppers. It doesn't even have the soul of spiciness. Is this hot pot? It's soup pot!"

Lan Yamei did try, but she didn't succeed.

Zhao Zhicheng suddenly said, "I remember now. On the day I traveled through time, I was holding a scalpel and performing surgery when suddenly the ground shook. In my panic, I grabbed a handful of surgical instruments, and everything went black. When I woke up, I was in Shura Mountain."

"Guess what?" Zhao Zhicheng said with a hint of smugness.

Before Lan Ya Mei could guess, she blurted out, "Hey, I even brought my surgical tools with me when I transmigrated! That's why I can continue using my expertise. What can a surgeon like me do without surgical tools?"

Hearing this, Lan Yamei seemed to be deep in thought.

That day, I was practicing yoga and watching TV at home when I suddenly found myself transported to this world. I didn't have a single valuable item on me, no wonder I was living such a miserable life.

If things can be carried along with the soul, does that mean it's possible to teleport objects like the protagonists in previous stories?

"Let me think!" Lan Yamei held her head, her eyebrows furrowed. How could she unlock the ability to retrieve objects from a distance?

"Think about it!" Zhao Zhicheng knew what she was thinking, of course. When he first transmigrated, he had tried countless times to crack this secret, but he had never succeeded.

Lan Ya Mei remained motionless, like a statue, lost in her intense thoughts, until the sun went down and Qiu Zeyu and Wang Fengyang returned for dinner. She didn't move an inch.

As Qiu Zeyu ate his pickled fish, he asked, "Where's she? Why isn't she here for dinner?"

While eating heartily, Zhao Zhicheng said, "There was a small dispute at the store today."

"Hmm?" Qiu Zeyu stopped swallowing, stared at Zhao Zhicheng, and waited for him to continue.

"It's not a big deal! It's just a loophole in the store's operation and management, but she took it seriously! She locked herself in her room and said that she had to come up with a feasible solution to resolutely prevent any further disputes."

"Sister Lan, you're amazing!" Wang Fengyang said with a rare glimpse of his front teeth, his face full of admiration.

"That's right! You've worked hard practicing your skills, eat more." Zhao Zhicheng said, putting a large piece of beef into Wang Fengyang's bowl. This child is so sensible at such a young age, and he's an orphan; it's heartbreaking to see.

"Thank you, Uncle." Wang Fengyang said with a smile, then buried his head in his rice.

Uncle!

According to their relationship, Wang Fengyang is Lan Yamei's adopted younger brother, and I'm her distant cousin, so isn't that making me her uncle? Haha, he was all alone in that world, but he has quite a few relatives in this one.

"I'll go check on her!" Qiu Zeyu wanted to call her to eat first, so they could solve anything together and not shut herself off.

Zhao Zhicheng stopped her, saying, "Don't bother her. You don't know, I just said a few more words and she kicked me out of the room."

Qiu Zeyu glanced at Lan Yamei's door and gave up.

After dinner, Wang Fengyang went downstairs to help, while Qiu Zeyu quietly left. Zhao Zhicheng currently doesn't have a new identity, and for safety reasons, he can only stay on the third floor. Feeling bored, he leaned out the window to look at the street.

Locked in her room, Lan Yamei's mind was practically burning, but she still couldn't figure out a solution. The two of them came to a conclusion: those who had transmigrated had all experienced a major earthquake, were all orphans, and died without pain—it was an instantaneous transmigration.

As darkness fell and candlelight slowly illuminated the streets, Wang Fengyang, bored and ready to sleep, was suddenly struck by a thunderclap in the clear blue sky.

Crack! It struck the roof squarely.

Startled, Zhao Zhicheng stumbled and fell to the ground.

Pedestrians on the street looked up at the sky. Why did a thunderclap suddenly appear in the clear sky, followed by silence?

Just then, Lan Ya Mei ran out of the room, with an afro and a dark face, looking like she had rolled out of a coal pile.

He grabbed Zhao Zhicheng and laughed maniacally.

Without saying a word, he stomped his feet and shouted downstairs, "Yangyang, come upstairs quickly!"

Yangyang is the unique way Lan Yamei calls Wang Feng Yang.

Hearing his sister call, Wang Fengyang rushed over, only to be stunned at first glance. "Sister Lan, what happened to you?"

Lan Ya Mei didn't shy away, and said with a grin, "I've been struck by lightning! Hurry up and tell the kitchen to get some hot water so I can wash my hair and take a shower."

"Oh, are you alright? I'll go get Grandma Guan." Being struck by lightning was no small matter, so he rushed out to find Grandma Guan.

"I'm fine! I'm fine!" More than fine, it couldn't be better! He was thinking so hard his hair was practically smoking, which caused a thunderclap, but one thing was settled!

I've found my own energy space!

She's too excited to reveal this secret yet. She can only clean it up first, then hide away and carefully study what's in her space.

A bewildered Zhao Zhicheng finally realized what was happening, "Did you... you know?"

"I won't tell you, wait for my good news."

I'm not trying to be mysterious, it's just that I really can't explain it.

Soon, not only Aunt Guan and Uncle Ouyang arrived in a hurry, but all the store's employees and customers rushed upstairs.

Who gets struck by lightning and comes out unscathed?!

Lan Yamei quickly pushed Zhao Zhicheng back into the room, as it wasn't the right time for him to show his face and to avoid trouble.

Lan Ya Mei grinned at everyone, her dark face making her teeth look especially white. "I'm fine here, go do what you need to do! Er Gou, Tie Tou, hurry up and take the guests to eat."

The two men were skeptical, but they followed the instructions and kept turning back to greet the customers as they left.

Aunt Guan asked anxiously, "Did lightning strike you??"

Grandpa Ouyang had never seen someone so frightened before. "Meimei, quickly check if they're hurt."

Aunt Guan reached out to pull him.

She quickly jumped up and down, spreading her arms wide, and said, "I'm perfectly fine, you all go ahead and get back to your work! I'm perfectly alright."

Aunt Guan was also extremely busy. Recently, for some reason, the number of patients had increased dramatically, more than three times the usual number.

"Okay, call us immediately if you feel unwell!"

"Okay, get back to work."

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