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

'The big belly is round and bulging, lift it and shake it,

Dip it, bite it, eat well today and think about tomorrow. '

This is Chen Yuan's memory, a poster pasted on the wall of a certain snack bar in Shanghai. The aroma of steamed buns has left a name in his place since that year.

It’s so delicious that even people in the 21st century can’t stand food everywhere. What’s more, for these ignorant people in the last days, every drawer of buns out of the pot is a battle, and those who don’t have time to use chopsticks will do it directly, even if they are scalded to tears Fei never let go.

The steamed stuffed bun was thin and filled with fresh soup. Under the fluorescent light, it was crystal clear, and it seemed that the pink and tender meat filling could still be seen.With a slight lift with chopsticks, the body plummeted down,

Dip it in the balsamic vinegar with shredded ginger, take a light bite to pierce the skin, suck the fragrant soup inside into your mouth, then bite down on the meat filling, and roll it with your tongue——

First, the hot gravy washes your mouth along the gap between the teeth, and the hot air rushes into your nasal cavity, bringing out some tears. Before you can take a breath, the canines and molars tear apart and crush the meat, making the pork aroma burst between the teeth,

The double portion of heat allows you to chew two whole mouthfuls, then quickly swallow into your stomach, and instantly feel the scorching heat from your throat to your chest, and the lingering meaty aroma is still reverberating in your mouth, urging you to quickly grab another .

Tianmu snatched too fiercely just now, and his tongue was scalded with blisters. Now he was walking on the way to District 8, and by the light of the flashlight, he kept stuffing buns into his mouth, and looked at his left hand side while eating. Chen Yuan said, "It's the second time!"

Badamu held a flashlight to illuminate everyone, and when he heard Tianmu's words, he also turned his head and greeted Chen Yuan enthusiastically: "Brother, why don't you eat it? You didn't seem to have a bite at the top of the house just now. Eat some now." Well, the taste is terrible!"

After dinner, Tianmu said that he would take Chen Yuan to District 8. After hearing this, Badam quickly borrowed a flashlight to lead the way for the two of them. He smiled like a rose flower if he could get the job to open the way for the goddess. .

They said it several times before Chen Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, oh, and took the somewhat cold steamed stuffed bun that Tianmu handed over.

It is a standard Xiaolongbao wrapped by his hands. The dough is 1.5mm thick, weighs 8g, and the meat filling is 16g. The finished product is 2.5cm in diameter.

He can memorize every food-related knowledge point backwards. When cooking, Chen Yuan can reach the state of meditation, the wind does not move, and the waves do not disturb.

However, when these buns came out of the pot, Chen Yuan was so dazed that he didn't taste a single bite. Now that he took a few bites, he found that the chicken soup and the pork filling still didn't match.

Still have to find a way to make skin jelly.

Chen Yuan had a lot of things in his mind at the moment, he was distracted by the noise and yelling, and forced himself to go back to the present, to go back to the food.

The human brain is intelligent and has multiple self-protection mechanisms, and forgetting is one of them.

And Chen Yuan's brain is a CPU with serious bugs. Everything, no matter how happy or sad, is as clear as a knife carving, and the traces will not fade over time.

Sadly, in Chen Yuan's growth experience, sadness is far greater than happiness. Every negative emotion from the beginning of the memory is fresh and well preserved, and it pops up from time to time for him to relive, which once made him extremely painful.

So, he became obsessed with everything that can numb the brain, games, novels, live broadcasts...and later cooking.

In order not to be led by the nose by the brain, Chen Yuan became talkative. He could talk to anyone and talk about any topic. Only when he was talking could he occupy the initiative of the brain and not be entangled by sad memories.

This method worked very well. He hadn't been sad for a long time, until he heard Uncle Xu's story just now, until he realized that Beijing no longer existed.

No one in China can help being shocked when they hear the news that the capital has been razed to the ground, even in the last days when the country has disappeared.

In fact, Chen Yuan never thought that Beijing still existed at all. According to the news, all the large cities in the world were destroyed 500 years ago. He never had any hope for the survival of Greater Beijing.

But an hour ago, someone told him personally that Beijing is still there. It is a fairly large eco-city, famous far and wide, and it also hosts football matches.

But now it's really gone.

Chen Yuan's memory immediately brought up Beijing in the 21st century. He has been there several times, including the Communist Party, the Great Wall, the roads that are always stuck in traffic, and the most splendid opening ceremony of the Olympic Games.

These memories made him a little out of breath. Taking advantage of the gap between eating steamed buns, he cleaned up and packed the overwhelming memories, stuffed them into the corner of his brain and locked them up.

The dead are gone, the living are like this.

Besides, with his cowardice, even if he arrives before Beijing is broken, so what?

Can it stop the federation from launching missiles like a cart, or can it shoot through the head of a zombie with a hundred steps?

He can't do either.

Xianyu can only watch helplessly as the country is destroyed.

As soon as Chen Yuan connected several steamed buns with Tianmu, he finally thought of something and raised his head: "Damn, I don't want to finish K's supper!"

Badam hurriedly raised the bag in his hand, and grinned: "Don't worry, there's still Heiduo, enough for K to eat!"

After dinner, Tianmu pulled Chen Yuan to take him to the arsenal to surf the Internet. Chen Yuan was in a mess, and still didn't forget the supper he promised to leave for K, so he quickly grabbed a few drawers of buns and packed them away.

He really wants to go online, first of all he has to find out where this F23114 is, and then look for major cities around the world to see how many are still alive.

If possible, see if those websites in the 21st century still exist, such as Zhalang, Du Niang, Penguin... Maybe you can find your Weibo account from thousands of years ago, and see if your 3 fans have left a message saying they want it he.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, he really regarded himself as an Internet celebrity, just those few small videos with less than a thousand retweets, who still remembers you!

On a moonless night, the eco-city is as dark as the bottom of a pot, and even the bright light of a strong flashlight can't penetrate it.

They were walking on a main road, and there were sounds of crickets on both sides of the road. Chen Yuan listened to it a few times and found the sound of a golden pipa mixed in.

Badanmuxu babbled courteously to Tianmu, from what you ate in the morning to whether you were thirsty after eating buns, within half an hour, he could ask [-] questions about licking a dog, which made Chen Yuan feel embarrassed for him.

After seeing the bright lights of the eighth district, Tianmu stopped and waved to Badam: "Okay, let's go, you can't get in the armory."

Ba Danmu responded, nodding and bowing, handed the flashlight to Chen Yuan, and then patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, I'm going to send Tianmu back to the dormitory, be careful and be safe!"

Chen Yuan watched Badam leave with some puzzlement, then turned around and asked Tianmu: "Why didn't you take him in?"

"How can infrastructure be included in the arsenal!"

Tianmu glared at Chen Yuan as a matter of course, "If you hadn't been taken by me, you wouldn't be able to get close to the arsenal!"

Chen Yuan didn't like to hear these words anymore, he frowned and wanted to argue with Tianmu: "What's wrong with the infrastructure team? Without our infrastructure team, the city's people would have been eaten up by zombies long ago!"

"that's not what it means."

Seeing Chen Yuan's serious face, Tianmu also frowned and asked him: "You have been in the infrastructure team for so long, did you...didn't find anything?"

"What did you find? The man in the infrastructure is tall, strong, and friendly!"

Tianmu curled his lips helplessly, "Those who can be allocated to infrastructure are either people like you who just entered the city and have no status, or they are not smart. If you think about your colleagues carefully, you really think you can let them enter the arsenal ?”

Chen Yuan was silent for a moment, raised his chin, and said coldly, "Anyway, they don't want to go, but being unwilling and not being allowed are two different things. Without them, how can you sleep peacefully?"

Tianmu wanted to say something more, but at this moment several beams of light swept towards this side, causing her and Chen Yuan to immediately block their eyes with their hands.

"It's me, Tianmu! Stop taking pictures!"

Tianmu yelled loudly, the light really weakened a lot, a black shadow came against the light, walked up to them and stood still.

"You brought him here too?"

The cold and familiar voice comes from K, who works hard. There are a few flashing figures behind him, which should be members of the night watch team.

"Don't you trust him too?"

Tianmu replied with a grin. When she saw K, she couldn't help but frown.

K glanced at Chen Yuan, said nothing, and beckoned them to pass.

Chen Yuan was about to raise the steamed stuffed bun in his hand, but after a second thought, his hand stopped in mid-air: "Is Team K free now? Let's come together."

He half-closed his eyes, looked at K who couldn't distinguish his expression from the backlight, and extended an invitation: "Let me show you what a production line is."

The author has something to say: Half a month ago, Xiao Chen met everyone again tearfully!