Dimensional Invasion Of Doomsday

"Purpose?"

Qin Han took Lao Baigan and took a sip. The spicy wine flowed down his throat into his stomach, and a stream of heat radiated from his stomach. Although Qin Han's physique was not afraid of the cold outside, the warm feeling in his stomach was quite comfortable. of.

"There is no clear purpose, it's just that the center of the empire wants to see it.

After hearing Qin Han's words, Zhao Dezhu nodded without doubting him, and then laughed.

"By relying on Boss Qin's skill, he will definitely make a career in the imperial capital.

"Thank you for your kind words." Qin Han nodded.

As the time approached in the afternoon, the team chose an abandoned auto repair shop to stop.

Zhao Dezhu's convoy consists of a tank truck, four container trucks, two covered trucks, and an ambulance.

Except for the driver, most of the people in the convoy sat in the compartments of the two trucks. The interior of the compartments covered with army green canvas was thickly insulated with quilts, although it could not completely block the outside air. Low temperature, but compared to being directly exposed to the icy cold wind, sitting in this covered car body is already very happy.

Originally, Zhao Dezhu wanted to arrange Qin Han in the passenger seat of several trucks, but Qin Han refused Zhao Dezhu's request when he saw the wounded sitting in those seats.

It is obvious that the injuries of those wounded are very serious and have reached the point where they cannot withstand the low temperature outside.

The gate of the repair shop was blocked with a car, and the team members got off the truck and began to busy themselves with their own affairs.

First, they tested the electrical equipment in the repair shop and found that the circuit was not damaged, then turned on the heating equipment in the repair shop, and then some people entered the repair shop to start looking for useful items.

Some of the last people went outside to guard, and the rest started making lunch.

The team of more than 20 people worked in an orderly manner, showing obvious discipline. Seeing this, Qin Han nodded slightly in his heart. No wonder Zhao Dezhu was able to run a business in the imperial capital. It seemed that he still had something of himself.

The person in charge of cooking is a thick-backed aunt. Instead of using the electric stoves that people like to use today, she took out several large iron buckets and put several large pots on them.

After that, the aunt walked out of the repair shop with a huge wheel ax, and then there was a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong, and when the aunt appeared again, she was holding a lot of firewood in her hand.

The method of making a fire, the aunt's craftsmanship is very skilled, and the ingredients are processed quickly, and the seasoning is added to make the food in the cauldron enter a state of simmering.

"Boss Qin, today you have to taste my wife's handicraft."

Qin Han looked at Zhao Dezhu speechlessly and then looked at the aunt who was busy, not to mention that the two really looked like a husband and wife, but looking at the figure of the cooking aunt and the wheel ax she used to chop meat, Qin Han I feel that Zhao Dezhu should belong to a disadvantaged group at home.

Soon there was a burst of aroma from the cauldron, the spiciness of chili and the freshness of mutton made Qin Han twitch his nose uncontrollably.

And Zhao Dezhu, who was sitting next to Qin Han, already showed a salivating expression, and of course the rest of the professionals in the room almost had the same expressions.

"Dinner is ready!"

The aunt opened the lid of the pot, looked at the heat and nodded, and shouted loudly. Hearing her voice, except for the team members who were still guarding outside, everyone put down their work and lined up in front of the cauldron.

A bowl of mutton and chili soup for one person, two white flour steamed buns, the team members who got the food found their favorite positions, and began to build while sighing at the food in their hands.

Qin Han and Zhao Dezhu didn't line up, and the food for them was brought by the aunt herself.

"Damn ghost, this time we have to thank brother Qin well. If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to live."

In addition to filling Qin Han with a bowl of mutton soup, the aunt also made a few small stir-fries and poured a cup of burning knives.

"Boss Qin, thank you."

Seeing what my own mother-in-law said, of course Zhao Dezhu, who is a strict wife, can't be left behind, and he can also drink a full glass of wine in one gulp.

"You're welcome, everyone is just a poor creature struggling in the last days, so naturally we should help each other."

Qin Han smiled slightly. Qin Han didn't have any ill-feeling towards such simple professionals, because they have always been at the bottom in the last days, never intriguing, just working hard to survive better.

Even for them, as long as they can eat two delicious meals a day, it is enough for them to continue fighting in this last days.

He poured a glass of wine in the same way and drank it down. Qin Han lit up the bottom of the glass and there was no more wine left.

"Brother Qin is very happy. If I have a girl, I will marry him to you."

Hearing the words of Zhao Tiezhu's wife, Li Cuihua, Qin Han's eyes twitched, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's a good thing you don't have a daughter. .

Would it be possible to have a face as black as charcoal, a height of eight feet, a hulking back, a needle-like beard, and an outfit that would knock down a city wall?

Huh? This shape seems familiar.

Qin Han didn't dare to think about it anymore, he picked up the mutton soup and took a sip, his eyes lit up.

".々It's delicious."

Although it is mutton, it does not have any mutton smell. Instead, the strong aroma of mutton is perfectly integrated into the soup. It is not only Taihan who can taste the richness of mutton bone marrow from the soup.

Fresh and fragrant mutton with hot sansan pepper and the special aroma of cumin. This method is rough but the taste is very strong. The mutton soup makes Qin Han nod in his heart.

Moreover, the vitality in the soup is very sufficient, so it can be seen that the raw materials of this mutton soup should be made of dimensional ingredients, which can not only nourish the vitality, but also maintain the body for a longer period of exercise and fighting after eating.

This Zhao Dezhu is very willing.

Qin Han looked at the usual expressions of the team members who were eating, and it was obvious that Zhao Dezhu should use dimensional beast meat as an ingredient for every meal (the money is good).

Be wise.

The consumption of professionals is very different from that of ordinary people. If ordinary ingredients are used for cooking, it may not last long before ordinary professionals enter a state of starvation. Although this state will not cause too much damage to combat effectiveness However, if one encounters a long-term fierce battle, then this state is absolutely fatal.

"Drink more if it tastes good. My wife can't do anything else. She's definitely the best at cooking."

Zhao Dezhu laughed triumphantly, he finally had something he could take out, but before he finished laughing, a big slap slapped him on the back, knocking back his laughter.

"What are you talking about, dead ghost. Besides cooking, besides cooking, I am better at fighting than you.

Qin Han looked at Zhao Dezhu, who was nodding and bowing down to apologize to his wife, and smiled, and suddenly felt that this Weishi was not very boring.