Chapter 267 252: Doomsday is King (28)

"...I didn't even dare to make it. We used to save a little bit of meat and oil. They are all scarce items, and I don't want to part with them."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Cheng Hao and bit his lip, "But since we're all leaving, let's just have a good meal, and I don't have any idea of ​​saving food."

Cheng Hao was surprised.

Jin Wanqing smiled shyly, and pretended to touch him casually with her arm, "Are you okay, Brother Hao?"

He Yu nodded quickly, "Okay, you can do it. Since Wan Qing said she would do it, she must have done well."

After speaking, he sucked his saliva.

Everyone looked at each other.

After hesitating for a while, Cheng Hao finally said, "Okay. Then you come, but don't force it."

Jin Wanqing smiled, "How can you force it?"

But my heart was annoyed to death for a while.

She doesn't know sweet and sour pork at all.

But it's not very tasty.

This dish is not a very simple dish in the past.

She's not good at it.

While thinking about it, she secretly cursed Lu Yao as a vixen with too many things to do.

Treat her with these moths every day.

Why are you so cheap.

……

……

Lu Yao woke up early.

So I went to the mountains and forests.

He also didn't know what happened to Cheng Ran and his partners.

The morning air was foggy by now.

Bring some fresh air.

On the contrary, there was a lot less bloody smell and the smell of zombies.

"Why do you want to come with me?"

She looked at Song Qingyuan who was following him speechlessly.

Stepping on the soft soil with one foot.

Song Qingyuan's eyes widened, "Who said I followed you, I just walked this way along the way."

Lu Yao: "..." Is this a dead duck's mouth?

You can drop by for ten minutes~
How can the mountain road be so smooth.

But when she said that, Song Qingyuan didn't want him to open the wound he made on the mountain with her. The doctor at the emergency center said that he should rest for another month or so.

Fortunately, Lu Yao went up the mountain to pick some ingredients.

Deep in the forest, the mushrooms in the morning should be edible.

She wants to make mushroom soup.

It's sweet with almost no need to put too much seasoning.

For doomsday.

It couldn't be more appropriate.

However, you should also pay attention to poisonous mushrooms when picking mushrooms.

Otherwise, it would be a matter of minutes for a row of villains to dance in front of their eyes and then go to hell.

Song Qingyuan frowned.

Watching Lu Yao walking back and forth in the forest.

After a while, I bent down to pick and choose.

After a while, I held something and put it away.

She was carrying a big bag.

So it is very convenient to carry things.

Soon.

The bag bulged.

Song Qingyuan: "..." What are you doing?

Although he was puzzled, he didn't speak.

He doesn't take the initiative to ask others anything.

And because the wound is there.

So it was inevitable that he also walked a little out of breath.

Don't care to speak.

"Come here." But he didn't expect Lu Yao to wave to him as soon as he wiped off his sweat.

???

Song Qingyuan subconsciously protected his body vigilantly.

Lu Yao: "..."

Want to roll your eyes.

He simply ignored him, and set up the small pot and stove that he brought out with his bag in the morning.

Clean the mushrooms you just received with your own supernatural water.

Then put it in a small pot.

When the fire was turned on, it sizzled and fried.

Song Qingyuan was tense at first, but when he suddenly smelled an indescribable fragrance, he froze instantly.

Looking over in surprise.

Lu Yao sizzled and quickly fried the mushrooms, then poured water into them, and cooked them gurgling.

The fragrance gradually drifted away.

The rich smell of mushrooms spread.

Immediately.

Song Qingyuan, who was still tense and silent just now, couldn't help his stomach growling suddenly.

a time.

It is especially obvious in the dead mountain forest.

Lu Yao burst out laughing.

Suddenly, Song Qingyuan's face flushed red.

Tightly pursed his lips.

not talking anymore.

His face turned black.

Lu Yao cooked mushroom soup for a while, and soon filled a small bowl, walked over, "No."

Song Qingyuan sniffed.

Gudong.

Couldn't help swallowing.

But he didn't speak.

Lu Yao was impatient with the way this man was moaning, she grabbed the man's wrist and stuffed something into it, "Hurry up and eat, you are still a man." She almost rolled her eyes.

Song Qingyuan staggered.

I almost lost my footing.

Fortunately, there is a tree behind.

He stuck his body up.

They stood still next to each other.

A little unhappy.

He frowned and looked up at Lu Yao.

His eyes are straight.

It's a pity that Lu Yao didn't bother to pay attention to him at the moment, she ate her own food, took a big gulp of the mushroom head with a delicious taste.

Eyes bent in satisfaction.

Song Qingyuan couldn't hold back his saliva immediately.

The aroma has been wafting along the mist of the soup.

Everyone is going to tremble.

He looked down at the soup.

Song Qingyuan couldn't hold back at last.

Still took a sip.

I don't want to be fragrant.

He was immediately surprised.

"It's delicious." Lu Yao leaned back, lazily leaning against a big rock.

Ever since Song Qingyuan was abandoned by that group of people, he has never eaten such delicious food again.

I was in the emergency center before.

They also eat steamed buns and water.

Such a flavorful soup.

He really is...

Seeing the man's eyes suddenly turned red, Lu Yao couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, then she got up and walked over, "Are you okay?" She took out a piece of pancake and stuffed it into his hand, "No, eat it with mushroom soup, or eat it Not full."

Song Qingyuan lowered his head and said nothing.

Long eyelashes drooping.

With a sullen expression.

Can't tell the difference.

Lu Yao was a little funny, she turned around and sat back on the big rock, and continued to eat her soup.

She is also hungry.

Just when the two of them were silent and neither of them spoke, they ate almost all the food in mouthfuls.

Brush Lala -

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of friction in the jungle.

The grass swayed.

Something flashed by.

"There's something here."

A whisper.

In an instant, Lu Yao raised her head.

Song Qingyuan frowned and had already put down the food in his hand, drew out the dagger he carried with him, made a defensive movement and walked towards the turbulent grass.

Lu Yao narrowed her eyes.

did not speak.

"Swipe, swipe—"

The grass shook more and more.

Song Qingyuan's eyes turned cold.

Get up and go up—

"Wait!" But before he jumped up, he was held down.

Boom.

He staggered and almost hit the tree trunk, he couldn't help but raise his head speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

But the next second he was stunned.

Lu Yao didn't know how to juggle, suddenly a jet of water shot out from her hand and slid into the sky.

Then he ran to the grass not far away.

Raise your hand.

A fat gray hare slipped out of it.

The rabbit also kicked its legs very powerfully.

Struggling back and forth.

want to run away.

(End of this chapter)

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