Rebirth in the apocalypse: You can mess it up, I will open the book directly

"Miaomiao, what is he doing?"

Seeing the fat stall owner digging up and down in the pockets of his down jacket and large cotton trousers for three minutes, Chu Xuanxuan became a little impatient.

Qin Miao tilted her head slightly, looked at the large shiny copper lock on the dark red wooden cabinet door, and replied, "I'm probably looking for the key to that cabinet."

It's like this when looking for something. The more anxious you are, the less you can find it. The more you can't find it, the more confused you will be. The more confused your hands are, the less likely you will be able to find it. It's so anxious.

It's normal. Qin Miao expressed understanding.

But Chu Xuanxuan said he didn't understand, "No, can't we just split it open?"

"Looking for...found it! Found it..."

When Qiu Hao bent down and replaced the stick in his hand with an axe, the fat stall owner shook his body and finally took out the key from the inner pocket of his cotton trousers and held it in his palm.

"What? Braised pork recipe? Additives? Hard work in science and technology?"

Qiu Hao stretched his neck and looked inside immediately after the fat stall owner opened the wooden door.

"what?"

Contrary to what everyone expected, there were no recipes, no business experience, and no ingredients in the cabinet. Instead, squatting was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old.

He was thin and small, curled up in a small ball.

The cabinet door opened, and the young man suddenly saw light in front of him. He shrank in discomfort, narrowed his eyes, hugged his knees and squeezed into the deeper corner of the cabinet.

The fat stall owner turned around and introduced everyone with a flattering smile: "That's this boy."

He grabbed the boy's arm and tried to pull him out of the cabinet, but the boy covered his head with his arms and refused to come out.

"Get out!" The fat stall owner scolded the young man sternly while smiling flatteringly at Qin Miao.

"You may not look at him as thin and small as a chicken, but he has some real abilities. Hey, look, his power is "Gourmet", which can enhance the taste and taste of any food. I The stall, it’s really great that it’s what it is today…”

He pulled hard twice more, and the wooden cabinet shook twice. The young man was pulled out and fell to the ground.

The stall owner ignored him and didn't rush to help him up. Instead, he kicked the boy's legs with his toes. He forgot where he had just said, and could only think again and said again: "My business is so prosperous, and most of it depends on him."

When he talked about this, he was still a little smug, "You guys are new to this base, and you don't know about this base. There were four companies selling animal food before. No, they don't have the precious power of "Food". If the taste is not good, the business cannot be done... Now I am the only one in the entire base who can do this business."

At this time, he wanted to use this business to save his life, so naturally he tried his best to introduce the benefits of this business. In order to have a better chance of survival, he is still trying to show his ability and value.

"I won't brag too much. My stall is one of the most profitable businesses in this base. Look, is it obviously larger than other stalls just by looking at the area?"

"To tell you the truth, although I have a fat head, round ears, and a silly look, I still have some sense in this business. How about you show your kindness and save my life? I will definitely do everything for you." ,earn......"

He paved the way for twists and turns, and when he saw that he was about to get to the point, he volunteered to find a way out, but was interrupted by Chu Xuanxuan.

"Do you usually eat the things you sell?"

The fat stall owner was startled, then nodded naturally and said, "That's for sure. In this world, you can't buy meals as delicious as ours anywhere."

If he didn't eat meat, how could his powers be upgraded so quickly? So he not only ate, but also ate in big mouthfuls, including soup and water, bowl after bowl.

"Is this what you call 'business-minded'? Cannibalism, are you not afraid of early death?" Chu Xuanxuan asked again.

There have been legends since ancient times that people who eat the same kind of meat will be punished by the Cang Dao and be infected with diseases for which there is no cure. With the development of science and technology and medicine, the existence of prions has been confirmed, and the fatality rate after infection is as high as 100%.

The stall owner was blatantly selling human flesh and feasting on it himself. In this way, not only would he be in danger, but wouldn't this stall also have fewer and fewer customers?

What kind of long-term deal is this?