Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1687: Drinking Big Bowls of Wine and Eating Big Chunks of Meat (Blast 13000)

The northwest is vast.

ZY City, Sanzha Town in the north.

To the north is Longshou Mountain.

Everything is quiet.

woohoo-

The wind blows the dry grass, making a desolate sound.

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks.

The northwest is heavy, and when night falls, the temperature drops sharply to zero degrees.

An off-road vehicle was parked inside Yangqiao Temple.

The tall Buddha statues on both sides have compassionate faces, overlooking the world.

It was solemn and dignified, and seemed a little weird in the dark night.

Infiltrate people.

The dilapidated door was propped up at the back by two concrete piles.

The cold wind blew in through the gap in the door.

The flames danced.

Rustling.

"Old Zheng, don't you think it's not a good idea for us to eat meat in the temple?" Heishou hung the whole antelope over the flame to roast it.

They didn't have that much water to waste, nor did they want to dismember the antelope lest the smell of blood would be too strong.

So they took out the antelope's internal organs and hung them directly over the fire to roast.

The skin of antelope is thin, and the hair is not as much as that of sheep, but a very fine layer.

Rub, rub, rub——

Zheng Shiwu took a sharp dagger and scraped off the burnt fur on the antelope's skin.

The whole antelope was cut open from the belly to form a big character, which they then inserted with branches.

Hearing Black Hand's concerns, Zheng Shiwu asked:
"Do you believe in Buddhism?"

"I don't know." Black Hand shook his head.

He really didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he had also been affected by it.

Zheng Shiwu raised his head and looked at him without saying anything.

"What about you?" Black Hand asked back.

"Guess." Zheng Shiwu said with a smile.

When he smiled, the hideous scar on his face looked particularly terrifying.

If a timid person saw his appearance, he would probably be scared to tears.

"You have changed." Black Hand said with emotion.

"You wouldn't say guess before. You've changed."

Zheng Shiwu gave him a dirty look and said, "Turn this sheep around. I really believed your lies and wanted to eat mutton."

Black Hand twirled the stick and turned the antelope over.

The fat from the antelope fell into the fire, sizzling.

A rich aroma of roasted lamb wafts into the air.

"Let me tell you, Lao Zheng, this mutton from the northwest is delicious, not smelly!"

"Yeah." Zheng Shiwu nodded. He knew this.

He had been to the northwest before and had eaten the local roasted lamb.

It’s delicious indeed.

You don’t need to add any seasoning, just a little salt, and it tastes great.

The place they chose was extremely remote, at least dozens of kilometers away from ZY City.

To the north is a high mountain, and to the north is Alxa and the desert.

To the south is Zhangye.

There are fewer zombies in this place, but the road is not easy to walk on.

In order to avoid the northwest branch base in ZY City, they took a detour.

In such a remote place, even if zombies come, I estimate there won’t be a large number of them.

As for wall-climbing zombies, that's possible.

But they brought a UV lamp, so it should be fine.

The ultraviolet lamp is hanging on the palm of the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, shining downwards.

crackling-

The flame burned very fully.

The combustible materials used for the fire were the offering table and donation box they found from the temple, as well as some cushions and the like.

A few minutes later, Zheng Shiwu finally scraped off the roasted antelope wool.

call--

He sat down and glanced at the SUV behind him.

I have to say that the performance of this car is really good. When going to this temple, I climbed more than ten meters of stairs.

Although the step is relatively low, it is really great to be able to drive up it.

squeak-

The door of the hall was blown open by a gust of wind, and the concrete piles blocking it were blown to the ground.

Huhu——

The cold wind suddenly blew into the hall, making them shiver.

The originally burning flame now deviated to one side.

"Black Hand, how did you close the door? Go and close it quickly." Zheng Shiwu complained.

Black Hand stood up and said helplessly: "No, I blocked it with cement piles. The wind is too strong!"

Zheng Shiwu frowned when he heard this and stood up from the mat.

"No, the wind can blow it open, and the zombies will definitely be able to get in. We have to find something else to block the door."

"There's nothing left!"

Black finger pointed at the Buddha statues on both sides and said:

"It's impossible to push the Buddha statue over, and it's so heavy that we can't even move it!"

"Then find something heavy and movable!" Zheng Shiwu walked towards the vehicle.

"What is heavy and movable?"

"Ok?"

"Damn, why didn't I think of that."

The mastermind only reacted when he saw Zheng Shiwu get into the car.

This off-road vehicle must weigh several tons, and it just happened to hit the back of the door.

Heishou quickly ran over and helped Zheng Shiwu watch the reversing to prevent Zheng Shiwu from smashing the door directly while reversing.

He walked to the door with a UV light in one hand and a gun in the other.

The door was blown half open and he leaned out to take a look.

It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything outside.

He moved the concrete piles aside and closed the two doors.

"Back up." He shouted at Zheng Shiwu.

Tread-tap-

The vehicle slowly backed up, and Zheng Shiwu in the car looked back through the broken rearview mirror.

But the rearview mirror was broken and he couldn't see clearly, so he opened the car door, turned the steering wheel, and leaned his head to look back.

Blackhand waved at him, "Continue."

Zheng Shiwu reversed the car again, "Stop, stop, stop!"

crunch--

The SUV stopped suddenly and hit the door.

Just right.

The black hand pulled at the door, but it didn't move.

The door of the main hall was supported by the rear of the off-road vehicle and was very stable.

Zheng Shiwu got out of the car, checked and found that there was no problem.

He said to Heishou: "It's ok, go get some wine from the car. It's cold, so warm up your body."

"Okay." Heishou's face lit up with joy.

This temple has only one small window, right at the back.

They checked there and found that the window was made of aluminum alloy, so wall-climbing zombies should not be able to get in.

Only this door poses some hidden dangers.

But now it is blocked. Only a strong zombie can knock it open, or a large number of zombies can knock it open.

Heishou excitedly took out a plastic bucket of wine from the car.

The old wine found in the cellars of farmers around the Northwest Base was originally stored in ceramic jars, but they broke too easily.

So they used this 10-liter plastic bucket.

Carrying a plastic bucket and two hanging cups with the words "Serve the People" on them, he walked to the campfire.

He sat down.

Toot-toot--

He poured two glasses of wine into them and set them by the fire to warm.

Zheng Shiwu took over his position and slowly rotated the stick to fully roast the antelope. "Old Zheng, how long do we have to roast it? I'm hungry." Hei Shou put the gun on the ground and touched his stomach and said.

Zheng Shiwu glanced at his watch and said, "It will take at least another hour and a half."

"I rely on!"

Black Hand's eyes widened, "We've already been baking for an hour, right? Do we need to bake it for so long?"

"There's no other way. You have to roast a whole antelope on it, and use an open flame. You can only hang it high and roast it slowly, otherwise it won't taste good," Zheng Shiwu replied.

"Okay, okay. But I'm really hungry." Black Hand sighed.

Zheng Shiwu pointed at the SUV and said, "There are compressed biscuits in there. Go eat them to cushion your hunger."

"No, I have to save room for the roast lamb!" Black Hand flatly refused.

Are you kidding? Why would you eat that stuff when you can eat such delicious roast lamb?

In the past two months, he felt like vomiting after eating so many compressed biscuits.

It’s okay to eat it once or twice, but if you eat it for dozens of days in a row, you will get tired of it.

"Sprinkle some salt." Zheng Shiwu said to the black hand.

Heishou dug out a small bag from the car. The salt in the bag was the salt they brought with them.

After surviving the apocalypse for so many years, carrying some salt with you is basic operation.

Sprinkle salt.

The antelope meat becomes more fragrant.

The cold wind blew through the beams like a wolf howling.

The bonfire crackled.

The firelight illuminated their faces red.

In the dim and flickering light, Zheng Shiwu was concentrating on turning over the antelope on the iron rod.

His hands skillfully turned the antelope meat on the fork. The meat was roasted by the flames, the surface was slightly charred and sizzling, and oil dripped into the fire, causing bursts of tiny popping sounds.

The aroma is everywhere, a mouth-watering blend of the freshness of the wild and the sweetness of burning wood.

The antelope meat is roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding an enticing aroma.

Zheng Shiwu's movements were skillful and calm. He held the wooden stick with his calloused hands to ensure that every part was heated evenly.

Time passes gradually.

The two men were in a daze, looking at each other in silence. There was only the crackling of the fire and the aroma of antelope meat filling the air.

At this moment, they seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding with the world.

An unspeakable connection was established with this ancient and lonely temple, with the antelope that provided food, and even with the ethereal firelight.

half an hour.

Heishou looked at the wine placed next to the fire and it was heating up, so he picked up the wine and handed it to Zheng Shiwu.

Zheng Shiwu took it and the two clinked glasses.

The old wine that had been buried underground for many years became warm after being roasted by the fire.

The wine goes down the throat and then into the stomach.

The whole person exudes warmth, from the inside out.

call--

"Comfortable." Black Hand moaned comfortably.

The two of them drank warm wine, occasionally clinking glasses, and didn't talk much.

Blackhand stared at the flames in a daze, his body warm.

The cold wind outside was howling like ghosts and wolves.

But they were very warm sitting by the fire.

Moreover, there is roast lamb and fine wine being cooked.

This moment is their happiest moment.

There is no better time than on a cold night with a freezing temperature.
A friend is with you in a wild temple, roasting a fire, with mutton on the fire, and the mutton is sizzling and smelling delicious.

Drinking good wine makes people feel even happier!

It is truly rare to be able to enjoy a moment of natural tranquility alone when you are in a harsh environment.

An hour passed.

Zheng Shiwu glanced at his watch. It was half past eight.

It took two and a half hours to bake.

This wild antelope was roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the golden fat was extremely tempting.

"Okay! Let's eat!" Zheng Shiwu said to Heishou.

The black hand, which had long been unable to contain itself, immediately pulled out the dagger and wiped it on its body.

Cut off a large piece of meat and insert the tip of the knife into the meat.

He took a big bite.

The rich fat mixed with the strong smell of meat made him close his eyes happily.

When I swallowed the mouthful of meat, all the fatigue in my body was dispelled by the hot food.

The two of them didn't care about their image at all as they ate heartily, chewing each bite hard and enjoying the long-lost feeling of fullness.

The aroma of mutton spreads between lips and teeth, and every drop of fat is like nectar that moistens the dry land.

Their eyes became blurred under the temptation of mutton, as if the only thing in the world was the mutton in their hands and the action of swallowing.

The corners of their mouths were greasy and their faces were full of satisfaction.

Although they were in a dilapidated temple, this moment was a paradise-like enjoyment for them.

"Come on, have one!" Black Hand raised the glass with a smile.

clang--

The two clinked their glasses and drank half of the wine in one gulp.

Eat big mouthfuls of meat and drink big bowls of wine.

On a night like this, the two seemed like good friends who had known each other for many years.

drink!

Dry!
When eating meat, you must eat it in big chunks!
The two men's mouths were full of grease, as they didn't eat much at noon.

They were extremely hungry again at night, and they hadn't eaten meat for a long, long time.

I have never eaten such fresh meat.

Therefore, the fighting power of the two was extremely amazing, and each of them killed 4 kilograms of meat.

Excluding bones, just pure meat.

Even so, the two still felt unsatisfied.

But in order to ensure that they would not eat too much and affect their fighting ability, both of them stopped.

Zheng Shiwu dug out the last corn-silk cigarette.

This was the last cigarette he rolled out of the tobacco he bought at the trade fair.

ignite.

zizi——

call--

Zheng Shiwu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke.

Then handed it to the black hand.

Black Hand took it without any disgust.

After eating and drinking, having a cigarette is like being a god.

Blackhand also took a puff, "Great!"

The two of them took turns smoking.

Very comfortable.

They feel like this might be the most refreshing cigarette in the world.

none of them.

After eating and drinking, Zheng Shiwu stood up and took down the ultraviolet lamp hanging on the hand of the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.

Install the UV lamp on the roof of the off-road vehicle in a specially designed position.

The two had no intention of sleeping by the fire.

Instead, return to the car.

Even if the door is open, they can still rely on the vehicle to block the zombies inside the car, which is equivalent to an extra layer of protection.

They carefully packed up their things and loaded them into the car.

Two people sat in the driver's seat and the passenger seat, with the seats folded down to the lowest position.

Wrap your clothes tightly and lie back.

Outside the car window, the purple-blue light shone on their clothes.

The fire in the distance was still burning, but the firewood was almost burned out and the flame was gradually weakening.

Until it finally goes out.

The cold wind was howling in such a dilapidated temple. The two of them had a rare chance to eat and drink enough, so they lay down in the car and had a good sleep.

As for the remaining roasted lamb, they also packed it up and put it in the car.

The roasted lamb had no bloody smell, which saved them a lot of trouble later.

Above the vehicle were two rows of solemn and majestic Buddha statues, with their heads lowered, as if overlooking Zheng Shiwu and Heishou and the others.

But the two people in the car didn't seem to care.

The sky is big, the earth is big, the most important thing is to be full.

The night deepens and the wind slowly picks up.

The sound of the wind weakened,
Like the sigh of God.

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