The Doomsday Chef

Chapter 438 New Year's Eve Dinner

At noon, Su Mo and his companions ate something casually, and went to the next door to see Feng Qi. After all, they were injured because of helping them, so they had to go to condolences.

She brought them a lot of tea as a present.

Feng Qi seemed to be alive and well, with a ruddy complexion, especially when he saw the tea, he almost fell off the bed.

Su Mo also knew that he would be fine, so he said a few words to Feng Yao.

"The Chinese New Year is only a few days away, when the time comes, let's eat together."

Feng Yao's eyes flickered, and he suddenly reached out to her, "Actually, I owe you a thank you for coming along, you gave me a new choice."

"I didn't make you regret choosing me." Su Mo stretched out his hand and the two solemnly shook hands.

Lu Chen looked at the intersecting hands with a cold face: "It's almost there, let's go."

After returning to the house, Su Mo began to prepare for a good New Year.

During this week, Rong Bai came here once, bringing both good news and bad news. The good news is that the flu has been successfully suppressed, and the refugee camp has returned to normal. The bad news is that the supernatural beings who settled in the camp recently went on a mission. The harvest was very bad, and the supplies brought back were pitiful. Some people were already responding that they wanted to throw out those ordinary people who could do nothing but eat, and some people wanted to visit the Y city next door.

If this continues, the first to starve to death will be the supernatural beings who have been working hard but can't get enough to eat.

The recent situation in City P is extremely bad.

Lu Chen also thought of many ways and searched carefully in the detailed map of P City, but unfortunately, this city does not have the conditions for long-term development.

Unless they can get a lot of planting soil for planting and breeding, they can only move to other places.

The atmosphere of years ago was unprecedentedly low, and the conflict between ordinary people and supernatural beings was gradually intensifying. If Rong Bai hadn't been trying to control it, the huge refugee camp would have been difficult.

"What about City Y?" Lu Chen was sitting at the table, while Su Mo was busy in the kitchen.

Their small house was full of people.

Jin Hanrong and Bai Fengyao's people were all present, and Jianxiong had to move two sofas to allow these people to stand in the living room and wait for the New Year's Eve dinner. He even moved a few sofas from Rongbai's place. together.

Everyone sat around the table and discussed.

"The situation in City Y is not much better than ours. They are right next door to us, and their supplies have already been exhausted." Rong Bai lay down on the table with a sluggish look, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Jin Han drank the beer on the table, exhaled comfortably, and then said with his golden front teeth shining: "Recently, the distribution of supplies for ordinary people has also been reduced by half, and many people have already suffered from physical problems."

"If this goes on, the flu is over, and the famine is coming." Jianxiong, who doesn't understand anything and is always offline, understands this truth, so how could they not understand it.

But in the current living environment, even smart people are helpless.

Li Qian lifted the iron buckle of the can with his index finger, put it in front of Zhao Changsheng, opened another can, and said softly: "You have forgotten the important point, isn't Gucheng already fallen? Those who fled will definitely come."

Zhao Changsheng's eyes flickered, but he took a sip of the beer can after all.

Rong Bai was almost dead and spread out on the table, "Of course I know, but it's still far away from us, so it's not so fast."

Jiang Yulian hugged Jiang Zhuoyang, and was also affected by everyone's emotions, "When will I be tall these days?"

Su Mo put a few freshly baked dishes on the table, looked at the frowning faces of everyone at the table, and at the same time raised his smile while feeling heavy in his heart, "Didn't you say it's good to celebrate the New Year today? Why don't you come here to put on a bad face? Just smile, things will work out."

What she said is also true, even if you want to break your head, it won't change anything if you can't think about it.

Everyone put aside this heavy topic and started chatting about some things.

Seeing her busy alone, Lu Chen pulled out a chair and walked into the kitchen, "What do you need me to do?"

Su Mo was frying shredded potatoes on a high fire. Hearing a voice behind him, he smiled and said, "No, Aunt Jiang prepared all the dishes for me. It's done very quickly. You can go out."

Lu Chen didn't go out, but stood beside her, wiped off the fine sweat from cooking on her forehead with his cool fingertips, hugged her waist from behind, and knelt his head on her shoulder superior.

Su Mo still felt quite comfortable with the coolness coming from behind her. She said, "If it's summer, I'll hang on to you and not want to get off."

The chest close to his back vibrated, and a laugh escaped from the man's lips, "Welcome anytime".

Su Mo smiled, listened to the noise outside, and said softly, "Are we sure we can move so many people? If so, where should we go?"

They are like a speck of duckweed in the apocalypse, constantly drifting, never having a foothold.

Originally, they thought that P City would be their home, but the burden brought by the reality may make them set sail again.

Lu Chen stopped laughing, rubbed her waist with his big palm, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, there will always be a solution."

"Ok".

Su Mo turned off the fire, put the dish of shredded potatoes into his hands, and kissed him on the lips, "Take it out, I'll be fine soon."

"it is good".

A table of dishes, including fish, meat and vegetables.

Su Mo cooked [-] dishes, but she cooked several fish with various flavors. Of course, the only one that was in good condition was the braised one. She didn't make the crucian carp soup for tire repair.

She also cooked a hot pot in the big iron pot in the middle. Although it was not in a good state, the red and spicy soup with many vegetables and hand-made meatballs looked very pleasing.

Su Mo filled her glass with wine, held the glass high, and everyone stood up. She smiled and said, "I hope that in the new year, we can have good things in pairs and flourish. can be overcome."

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Everyone clinked glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

Everyone's face is filled with smiles at the moment, and the haze of the apocalypse is temporarily forgotten by them, and they just think of themselves as ordinary people who are celebrating the New Year, eating a reunion dinner.

This time, Lu Chen didn't deliberately withhold everyone's wine, but kept taking it out generously.

They were chatting about the past before the end of the day, talking about which movie was extremely ugly, punching their fists, and the atmosphere reached its peak.

Upstairs and downstairs lived Rongbai's soldiers and Hu Yan and the others. Hearing their movements, I was a little envious.

At the same time, quite a few people were in the refugee camp, looking at the starry sky at first, whispering happy new year.

(End of this chapter)