Rebirth after the apocalypse: I create a new world with space!

Li Luo took Shen Miaoyu and found a relatively quiet corner to sit down.

After sitting down, Li Luo placed the thermal bag on the empty seat on the other side, then took out the lunch box inside and opened it.

The aroma of food immediately filled the air.

Shen Miaoyu also followed Li Luo's example and opened her lunch box.

She sat aside somewhat stiffly, holding the already warm meal in her hands.

Li Luo noticed her nervousness, so he took a piece of pork belly from his lunch box and put it into Shen Miaoyu's lunch box, and said with a smile:

"Don't be so reserved. Eat quickly, or it will get cold soon."

Shen Miaoyu's face flushed slightly, she nodded, and whispered: "Thank you, sister."

Afterwards, the two of them held up their lunch boxes and started to eat with relish.

They are all people who have lived in the apocalypse for so long, and they have experienced sleeping in the open air.

Therefore, even if there was no table, it did not affect their dining.

Li Luo had been feeling a little hungry before, and when he smelled the aroma of food, his appetite instantly increased.

She couldn't wait to pick up a piece of the extremely smooth and tender Mapo Tofu.

The spicy and fragrant taste instantly spreads in your mouth, and the extremely delicate texture of the tofu and the rich and mellow sauce are a perfect combination.

The wonderful taste made her squint her eyes involuntarily, her face full of intoxication.

Sure enough, the food cooked by the chef is delicious!

Li Luo thought so in his heart and kept talking about it.

I saw her pick up a piece of leek and egg with chopsticks. The fresh fragrance of the leek and the tender texture of the egg set off each other.

Take a sip of kelp soup, the refreshing taste is like a stream of clear spring water, quickly relieving the spicy feeling in your mouth.

Seeing how happily Li Luo was eating, Shen Miaoyu felt a little relieved.

She picked up the pork belly that Li Luo had just placed in her bowl, slowly put it into her mouth, and then chewed it carefully, feeling the rich meaty aroma.

Then she scooped up another spoonful of kelp soup and swallowed it with satisfaction.

Don’t underestimate this simple big pot meal, it tastes even better than those in many restaurants.

That’s because the chefs who cook these dishes all have extraordinary backgrounds.

There are quite a few of them, all of whom were famous chefs in the food world during the heyday.

After the end of the world, they unfortunately did not awaken their special powers, but were lucky enough to survive.

After coming to live in the base, these chefs originally wanted to make a living in the base by relying on their superb cooking skills.

However, the reality is extremely cruel. They simply cannot find jobs as chefs.

There is no way around it. The profession of chef has always faced the difficult situation of “too many wolves and too little meat”.

This is because, in addition to the official canteens that require a large number of chefs, most privately-owned restaurants have the owners themselves serving as chefs.

After all, who would have the spare money to hire an extra chef when supplies are scarce and survival is difficult?

Therefore, these ordinary people who have excellent cooking skills but are unable to get a job as a chef due to lack of "good luck" have to give up this once extremely familiar position helplessly and turn to other completely unfamiliar jobs.

Some of them went to construction sites to move bricks, and their hands were covered with thick calluses.

Some went scavenging, looking for something useful among the ruins.

Even a broken bottle or a piece of rusty iron can ignite a spark of hope in their eyes.

Others have to do some dangerous work in exchange for a little food.

For example, cleaning up the zombies killed by the psychics, cleaning up the battlefield, etc.

For them, every action they take could mean life or death.

They themselves had not expected that they, who were once so adept in the kitchen, would now be homeless in the storm of the end of the world.

Because of this, in order to find these "buried" culinary masters, Wei Kexin, who is responsible for employee recruitment, has gone through a lot of hardships and put in a lot of effort.

All of this started when Li Luo and his team had just finished their operation against the [Destruction] forces and returned to the shelter.

At that time, Li Luo told Wei Kexin about his idea of ​​opening a restaurant and a department store.

Li Luo particularly emphasized that the most important requirement for hiring is that employees must be ordinary people without special abilities.

She hopes to provide a job opportunity for these vulnerable groups in the end times.

Let them also have a place to settle down.

In addition, employees must have good character, be hardworking, capable, kind and honest.

After receiving the order, Wei Kexin immediately began to prepare.

But the employee recruitment part of this preparation work really made her worry.

In this end times, order has collapsed and people’s hearts are unpredictable.

Although people with special abilities possess great powers, they are also often arrogant and difficult to control.

And those ordinary people, in order to survive in this difficult world, some have become cunning and unscrupulous.

Some become discouraged and give up on themselves.

To find an employee in such an environment who has neither special abilities nor good qualities such as hard work, kindness, and good conduct is as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack.

Wei Kexin knew that this was not an easy task, but she had no intention of backing down.

In order to meet Li Luo's hiring requirements, she did not announce the recruitment of the Taodou Group this time, but decided to go out personally to find employees who met the requirements.

The first place she stepped into was a remote and dilapidated "slum" located in a corner of the old city.

This was the quarantine center built by the authorities for the survivors at the beginning of the apocalypse.

Later, as time went by, new residential areas were built and most people moved away.

Most of the people who are still here are ordinary people without special powers.

In the torrent of the end of the world, they are like rootless duckweed, drifting without support.

Although the environment here is completely different from the newly built buildings in residential areas.

But for ordinary people who can only get the minimum wage, the advantage here is the cheap price. It is their helpless choice in this difficult world.

Precisely because this place is a "slum", the environment is even worse.

The air was filled with the smell of decay and despair, and the narrow passage was filled with a damp mist that seemed to soften even one's bones.

The moss on the wall grows wildly, as if silently telling the vicissitudes of time and people's sufferings.

There was sewage flowing on the ground, garbage everywhere, and a disgusting stench.

The walls of those quarantine centers have long been mottled, and some even have cracks, as if they will collapse at any time.

Occasionally, the wind blows, and the dilapidated windows make a creaking sound, as if telling the hardships of life.