The gourmet boss who was delayed by the end of the world

The virus struggle that lasted for more than 500 years has almost wiped out all traces of modern civilization. Standing on the [-]-meter-high city wall, Chen Yuan has the feeling of seeing all the small mountains at a glance.

This should be on a plain in South China.A few distant mountains are scattered across the sky like tombs, and the unattended fields are overgrown with miscellaneous trees, as desolate as a prehistoric world.

There are only a dozen or so crop fields left near the eco-city, where the plants listed in the nutrient list are planted.The westward sun dissipated the remaining heat, which was barely acceptable on a windy afternoon.

The calendar shows that it is now the beginning of August, and the climate here seems to be cooler than it was a thousand years ago.

With the disappearance of industry, the greenhouse effect has also been improved?

Chen Yuan was thinking aimlessly, until there was a faint roar from the southwest, he turned his head, and saw a large number of zombies wriggling forward like maggots, falling into the deep pit lying in front of them without hesitation.

The pit was long and deep, and cut off the road to the eco-city. The zombies fell down for ten minutes without any sign of climbing out.

It's an easy way to catch the turtle in the urn.

"Will you blast them all away with mortars?" Chen Yuan asked casually.

The arsenal of the eco-city occupies one-third of the city, and there are [-] teams serving it. The team members working there not only provide nutrients, but also have independent dormitories with uninterrupted electricity.

Everyone who built the city wall was looking forward to joining the twenty teams.

"Take the quantity, don't use weapons!" Badam shook his head in a sophisticated manner.

Just at this moment, the gate of T3 opened slowly, and several military trucks rumbled out of the eco-city. Badam's eyes lit up, and he pulled Chen Yuan forward and squeezed: "There will be a good show soon!"

The crowd fluctuated due to the appearance of these trucks, and everyone struggled to squeeze forward.

Chen Yuan does not compete for the top in his studies, but joins in the fun but is unwilling to be left behind. For the time being, he put aside the feelings of hurting spring and autumn, and used his arms nourished by nutrients to push through the crowd and squeeze to the front row.

Seven large trucks drove towards the deep pit one after another. When approaching the deep pit, they turned around one by one, lined up at equal distances, and reversed slowly so that the rear of the truck would be stuck on the edge of the deep pit.

When the observation tower in the southwest sends out a signal, all the katanas lift up the rear compartment at the same time. After reaching the apex, they open the compartment door abruptly—tons of white powder pour down all over the sky, and suddenly the dust is everywhere. In the dust mist, no one can see things.

Chen Yuan had never seen the tactic of burying zombies alive, so he was stunned until he smelled the faint smell of lime at the tip of his nose, and then suddenly remembered: "This is imitating Humen selling cigarettes and burning them to death with lime water?!"

"Yes, you guys are smart! When I first saw it, I didn't understand it for a long time."

Badam patted Chen Yuan's shoulder approvingly, and then asked in confusion, "Humen is spreading smoke? Which one of our gates is Humen?"

Chen Yuan didn't bother to explain, looked around and asked, "Where's the water? Why didn't you see the water truck go out?"

"Water sprinkled there."

Badam pointed in the direction of the dust, where the dust fell, and gradually it was clear that the truck team had retreated more than a hundred meters, and only an ant-sized figure remained at the edge of the pit, walking slowly towards the right end.

The distance was too far, Chen Yuan could only see the man in white clothes, staggering, it took several minutes to reach the destination, and he worked on the spot for a long time before stopping.

It seemed that there was continuous thunder coming from afar. Chen Yuan was looking up at the sky wonderingly, when he suddenly heard the sound of water splashing. It turned out that the man in white opened a certain valve, and four jets of water rolled down from the upper right of the deep pit for more than ten seconds. Afterwards, white mist-like steam quickly rose from the bottom of the pit.

Immediately, there were high-fives and cheers on the city wall, and everyone was celebrating that this wave of zombies was defeated without a single soldier.

"This method is okay," Chen Yuan couldn't help laughing, "It's cheaper than pouring oil on it and burning it with fire."

Hearing this, Almond waved his fingers seriously, "You can't burn it with fire, it will spread faster when it is burned to ashes and turns into droplets!"

Damn, this virus can also spread through droplets.

In that case, then——

Chen Yuan turned his head, looked at the figure who was slowly walking back to the convoy, and asked worriedly: "This method can't 100% eliminate the droplets, isn't that person dead?"

"He's wearing a full set of protective clothing, and he has to wash it before coming back. Generally, he won't die."

Badam explained with a smile, and finally added: "The reward for opening the gate is very high, and there are still those who are not afraid of death to fight for it."

When the crisis was lifted, the alarm sounded in due course, requiring the team members to return to their positions and continue to go back and make cement.

Chen Yuan glanced at the man in white for the last time, and was no longer interested in the pot of boiled zombies.

Putting aside the spoiled protein, coagulated blood and stiff bones, no matter how you do it, it will not taste good.

When it comes to boiling, the key is to run out of oil. You have to choose seasonal red peppers that are dried and ground, and then topped with seven-ripe rapeseed oil. The chili oil produced in this way can be fragrant.

Last semester, Chen Yuan won the first place in the chef class with a dish of boiled beef. The biggest secret weapon is a few green peppercorns in the chili oil. Those slightly numbing flavors raised the whole dish to a higher level!

……

Why, why do you think of this?

It's been two weeks since I came here, haven't I never thought about those things before?

Modern civilization, internet life, countless delicacies...

Chen Yuan stood alone by the city wall, overwhelmed by the sudden tide of saliva.

Boiled beef in a pot, roasted carp, assorted tofu, duck, fried fish slices, fried silver shreds, smoked saury, steamed ham, soy green clams...

Not to mention one hundred and eight dish names, even one thousand and eight hundred dishes, Chen Yuan can memorize them without panting and eat them all without blinking!

Chen Yuan, stop eating those bird droppings-like nutrients!

All food that is not based on the premise of taste enjoyment is rubbish! !

Chen Yuan is a good citizen in the 21st century, a man with normal taste, and a chef in New North!

Chen Yuan wants to eat real food! !

If you have made up your mind, you should act if you are a man! ! !

Chen Yuan's eyes were wide open, and he stood on the city wall and looked around the city-state, trying to find an ingredient that met the principle of "how good it can be".

However, in the old city full of yellow sand, except for some ruined walls, there are many lifeless residential buildings.

With the infection of mammals, the Federation prohibits human beings from touching any living things. Biological expulsion devices are installed on the periphery of the eco-city, and not even a sparrow can be seen.

So, what else to eat?

Chen Yuan stood alone by the city wall, letting the ruthless summer wind mess his hair.

There is a faint fragrance of rice in the wind, which is the sad Jay Chou singing.

……

Daoxiang?Daoxiang? ?

Chen Yuan turned around abruptly, his eyes pinpointed the acres of brilliant yellow beside the moat.

That's right, rice!It is summer rice with mature rice ears!

No, that's not rice, it's white rice, fried rice cakes, preserved eggs, lean meat porridge, rice balls, fried rice, cakes and rice wine!

Chen Yuan's hands holding on to the city wall were trembling slightly, his taste buds that had been silent for two months were all awakened, and every cell in his body was shouting: Me!need!want!beautiful!Food!

When Chen Yuan walked down the city wall, there was a strategizing smile on his face.

He has a mature and bold idea, and he is going to realize it immediately!