Doomsday tour

It is obviously not a good way to poke the meat residue with your fingers. Zuo Qingyan couldn't help inserting his fingers into the can. With a force, the top seal of the can was torn open, and the smell of meat came out immediately. For Zuo Qingyan, it was a great temptation.

Rong Zijie thought for a while and asked, "Would you like to sit at my house, there is still some rice there, I think you will not refuse a meal of rice."

Relying on his own strength, Zuo Qingyan, who was not vigilant, immediately nodded his head when he heard that please eat: "Okay, okay."

So Zuo Qingyan just followed a stranger home...

Rong Zijie's "home" is in a stone house not far away, the space is small, there is only one bedroom and a storage room, but even standing at the door, Zuo Qingyan can smell the smell of food coming from the storage room .

"Let me cook some rice for you." Rong Zijie looked at Zuo Qingyan staring at the door of the storage room, and said a little uneasy.

He always felt that this guy wanted to rob him, and he really regretted luring the wolf into the house.

As soon as the door of the storage room was opened, Zuo Qingyan stared straight at the door and looked inside. There were three sacks of rice, a cupboard of canned pork, and food such as beef jerky and flour.There are quite a few.But for some reason, Zuo Qingyan always felt that these rices were different from the ones he had eaten before... How should I put it, it seems to be rounder than ordinary rice, and the color is also yellowish—could it be because of improper storage?

"There is a mouse!" Zuo Qingyan pointed at the mouse squatting on the rice bag and yelled, then turned his head and asked Rong Zijie, "Do you want to fight?"

The crime of stealing food should be punished, Rong Zijie nodded vigorously without hesitation, and uttered a sonorous word: "Hit!"

Hearing the words, Zuo Qingyan overturned Rong Zijie, snatched a shoe from his foot, chased the mouse from the rice bag to the cabinet, and then rushed to the bottom of the bedroom bed, all the way making thick-soled shoes beat the mouse. Fluttering, and screaming rats.

This tragic fight lasted for a full half a minute, and half a minute later, the bloody rat finally died on the ground, turning into a bloody patty before it died.

Zuo Qingyan heaved a sigh of relief. Back in Sanxiu Valley, he and his master were often patronized by cunning mice, and the food in the house disappeared because of this. This caused him to have a sworn feud with creatures like mice.

"Dead!" Zuo Qingyan showed off to Rong Zijie, holding the mouse's tail, and Rong Zijie's shoes in the other hand.

"..." Rong Zijie turned his face away and looked at the two shivering poor mice beside the rice bag. He took out his pistol kindly, quickly installed the silencer, and killed the mice one by one—he didn't want to be distracted by the sound of the gun. Come and watch the neighbors.He had to go barefoot because a shoe had been ripped off.

Watching Zuo Qingyan fight a mouse is really unappetizing.

"If you don't suffer so badly, I can still sell them. Meat is a hot commodity now." Rong Zijie picked up two dead mice and threw them into the water bucket, ready to sell them off.

Zuo Qingyan looked at him strangely: "Can mice be eaten?"

Rong Zijie grinned: "The taste is definitely better than you imagined."

This sentence touched Zuo Qingyan's nerves. He scanned the bloody meatloaf mouse with probing eyes, and finally shook his head and sighed: "I'm a bit speechless."

"……"So much the better.

When the rice in the pot was cooked, Zuo Qingyan was already fidgeting on the chair. The tantalizing aroma of the rice made the gluttons in his stomach want to move. This was definitely better than any rice meal he had ever had before. more alluring.I can't blame him for not being calm. For a half-assed cultivator with low aptitude and lack of determination, his obsession with food is much stronger than his pursuit of the supreme way of heaven.

When he stepped into the golden elixir stage, he met a heart demon. At that time, he was distracted, facing a large table of delicious food, he almost jumped on it, and because of this, he almost went mad. If his master was not worried that he would break through the golden elixir I hope that he will be in danger and help him protect the law, and help him calm down, I am afraid that he has long been defeated by the inner demon.

What a piece of rotten wood with an unstable mind and no potential. His master had long predicted that this guy must die when he breaks through the Nascent Soul stage.

Rong Zijie got a plant that looked like Chinese cabbage from somewhere, washed it and cut it up, fried it and added seasonings, then poured half of the canned pork into it, and added some soup, the rich smell of meat came, left Qing Yan floated to the door of the kitchen and storage room with a swaying face, and waited for food eagerly by the door.

"Okay, okay, it's time to eat." Rong Zijie brought out a large plate of stewed cabbage with pork, and Zuo Qingyan had been waiting for a long time while the meal was finished, pounding on his chopsticks.

A stewed pork with cabbage, a cabbage vermicelli, and a large bowl of seaweed soup, Zuo Qingyan was like a starved ghost reincarnated, the ferocious appearance of eating surprised Rong Zijie, who was still a little hungry, completely forgetting his hunger.

He knew that this guy liked to eat, but he didn't expect him to love to eat so much, and he could eat so well.

After finishing four bowls of rice in a row, Zuo Qingyan finally felt that his mouth was a little sore from chewing, but his stomach didn't feel anything, and the food he ate was immediately converted into energy. Hunger and fullness meant nothing to him, he was just greedy, and I miss the taste of the food in my memory, but the taste of this rice is really good, very elastic and chewy. Could it be that the food outside has undergone so many changes since he retreated for 200 years?

Rong Zijie stared blankly at him with his chopsticks in his hands, but he was stunned and didn't recover.

Zuo Qingyan was a little embarrassed by his staring, and wiped his mouth with his snow-white sleeve, and immediately there was an orange spicy oil stain on his clean wide sleeve.

"The dishes you cook are really delicious." Zuo Qingyan muttered.

It was as if locusts had passed over the table, leaving only vegetable soup and vegetable dregs.

Rong Zijie sighed sadly: "I have to reconsider hiring you, the food expenses seem to be beyond my ability to bear."

"Hire me? Take care of the meals?" Zuo Qingyan's eyes flickered as soon as he heard the food, and he stared at Rong Zijie eagerly.

The corner of Rong Zijie's mouth twitched. He looked back at the food in his storage room, and then muttered: "One can a day, including food and shelter, no more. Also, I have to test your ability."

Judging by his skill in poking cans bravely with the Vajra Vigorous Finger, it should be of a certain level.He currently lacks a partner who can cooperate with him in hunting corpses, and it is really not safe to go out alone.

"Ability?" Zuo Qingyan bit his chopsticks and thought for a while, his brows furrowed when he was thinking, but he accidentally snapped the chopsticks and broke them.

"..." Iron teeth?Could it be that his skill is to pounce and bite the zombies?Seeing his energy to pounce on food does have that momentum, if he won't be infected...

Zuo Qingyan scratched his hair with greasy fingers, and then took out a few peanuts from the Qiankun bag.

"I don't know if these peanuts are still alive after more than 200 years. I didn't cook them." Zuo Qingyan muttered, and his spiritual power quickly poured into this peanut.

The water vapor in the air was also attracted, the water vapor surrounded the peanuts, the peanuts sprouted rapidly, grew rapidly in his hands, the long leaves bloomed, and finally the peanuts grew out from the roots one by one, Zuo Qingyan looked calmly and put them one by one The peanuts were torn off and thrown on the table, and then withdrew their spiritual power. The plants that lost the nourishment of their spiritual power quickly withered, but the peanuts that produced were still there.

"One, two, three, four... 43, 44, a bit small, but probably enough to cook a small plate." Zuo Qingyan pointed to the peanuts on the table and said to Rong Zijie.

Rong Zijie looked at him with the eyes of a fellow countryman. Could this ability to quickly stimulate plants be a new type of genetically modified plant plus a special growth agent?

"Are you from Earth?" Rong Zijie asked strangely.

"Earth, what is that..."

"can not eat."

"Oh." Zuo Qingyan said with regret, "I'm from Sanxiu Valley, not from Earth."

"Which planet is that? I come from planet W110 in the AT galaxy, a technological civilization. Did you use the space vehicle to jump over the plane to come here or use the time-space gate to directly locate and come to the earth? Is it a purposeful investigation or the aircraft accidentally fell nearby?" Rong Zijie asked solemnly.It turns out that people from other planets have found the cosmic coordinates of the earth?He thought he was the first.

"Planet? Aircraft? Flying sword?" Zuo Qingyan looked confused.

"Flying sword? Is it a new type of aircraft? We don't have it there yet. How about its ability to jump in space? How about speed? How about practicality and safety?" Rong Zijie asked in confusion. He thought the planet he was on was nearby. It is the most advanced space technology in the galaxy, and it turns out that there are even more advanced civilizations.

"It's pretty fast. It takes me about half a stick of incense to get to Sanxiu Valley two hundred miles away." Zuo Qingyan said.

"..."

Sanxiu Valley two hundred miles away...

Rong Zijie suddenly had the urge to slap himself severely.Why is he so nervous, this guy is obviously from Earth!It is still a low-level civilized creature with incomplete intellectual development.

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A cold joke that suddenly came to mind:

The story of the food that comes here is so widely circulated that ET Rong Zijie, who came to the earth to study the civilization of the earth, has also heard of it. Today he plans to try this allusion.

He squatted in a remote alley, and saw a handsome young man with long hair, Zuo Qingyan, coming.

"Hey, let's eat." Rong Zijie said, trying to figure out his pronunciation.

The young man passing by immediately cast his piercing eyes on him: "Can I eat?"

"……Um."

"All?"

"……Um."

Zuo Qingyan happily ran over and took all the canned pork for himself.

For a guy who suffers when he doesn't eat, food is a source of happiness.

Rong Zijie thought for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion: only material development is not enough, and the construction of spiritual civilization is also very important.Earth's civilization has fallen like a servant in just 2000 years.