Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

"Because I am a friend of the city owner, as long as I say that the city owner wants to drive you away, I can drive you away." After Song Fengfu finished speaking, all the waiters immediately stood behind her.

Seeing that all the service staff stood behind Song Fengfu, the few people who were looking for the fault couldn't help but frowned.

"Okay, let you be cruel."

Several people looked at the service staff protecting Lu Jingxuan and Song Fengfu, and then turned and walked towards their table.

"Miss, sir, what do you want to eat?" The waiter received Song Fengfu's instructions and resumed his previous work instructions.

"Just order a hot pot." Song Fengfu's words made people around him suddenly have the urge to vomit blood.

hot pot?

Does she know how much hot pot is?

This hot pot can only be taken down by thousands of zombie beads.

The people around looked at the tables of Song Fengfu and Lu Jingxuan in front of them, and they were quickly shocked by the hot pot, green vegetables, and some meat rolls.

"Damn, that table will cost a lot of money." Everyone looked at the steaming hot pot with envy and hatred.

"Waiter, bring me a hot pot." Haru yelled as he looked at the hot pot on Song Fengfu's table.

"Sir, a hot pot three thousand zombie beads." The waiter glanced at him, and Haru almost choked with his saliva in an instant.

Three thousand zombie beads?

It takes three thousand zombies to eat such a rich table of food.

That means they don't know how much time it will take to kill the three thousand zombies after eating a meal.

Haru felt a pain in the flesh instantly.

"Sir, do you want hot pot?" The waiter cast a contemptuous look at Haru.

"Come here, I have enough food." Haru gritted his teeth, winked at the person next to him, and then the person took out a bag from the backpack behind him.

The bag is full of zombie beads.

Song Fengfu raised his brows and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Immediately there was a rhythm of three thousand zombie beads.

"Sir, three thousand zombie beads can only be exchanged for five catties of vegetables, two catties of seafood and one and a half catties of beef or lamb." The waiter looked at Haru, and this menu was set by Song Fengfu.

The price is high and there are few things.

But now is the end of the world after all, and things are precious.

"So many zombie beads are exchanged for such a little thing, it's not worth it." The people around Haru listened to the waiter's words and thought of how many zombies he had worked so hard to kill to get a little zombie beads. Can't get a delicious meal.

"I want to eat but I don't want to spend money, it's really stingy." Song Fengfu snorted coldly as he listened to the man's words.

"You, who do you say doesn't want to spend money? I tell you, if you don't spend money today, you won't be an uncle today." Haru glanced at everyone in this restaurant. If he wants to gain a foothold in this base today, he must Find a way to convince everyone.

"I'm waiting." Song Fengfu looked at him.

Watching him instruct the people around him to hand over three thousand zombie beads to the waiter in front of him.

Three thousand zombie beads are definitely not enough for the group of them to eat.

In addition, the food I ordered before is cheap food, which seems to be enough.

The hot pot was put on the table, Yuan Shaoming looked at the fresh ingredients that could no longer be fresh, and thought of his parents, not knowing where they were.

"Haru, you eat first, I'll go find my parents." Yuan Shaoming got up from the chair, ready to walk outside.

"Wait, Mr. Yuan, your parents are our parents. You can bring your parents over to have a meal with us."

Haru looked at Yuan Shaoming about to leave, then shouted.

Looking back at Haru, Yuan Shaoming nodded slightly.

His parents have not been able to eat a good meal after the end of the world, and now he has tens of thousands of zombie beads in his hand, and he can use these zombie beads for many things.

"I see, I will bring my parents over now." Yuan Shaoming finished speaking and walked out of the restaurant.

Looking at his back, Song Fengfu remembered that Zhou Dongmei and Yuan Mingkun had scolded the base during this period of time, especially when Zhou Dongmei was outside now, the scolding was even louder.

Yuan Shaoming wanted to take her into the crystal base, unless he was willing to spend a lot of money, otherwise she would not let him into the crystal base.

Song Fengfu snorted coldly.

Just let her see how Yuan Shaoming let his parents in.

Since there is a good show to watch, Song Fengfu can't eat this hot pot either.

"Let's go to see a good show." After Song Fengfu spit out softly while looking at the man beside him, Lu Jingxuan shook his head.

"If there is anything interesting, just wait for them to come." After Lu Jingxuan finished speaking, he picked up the mutton roll and rinsed it.

This scene caused many people to swallow.

Song Fengfu nodded slightly, Lu Jingxuan didn't like her to pay too much attention to Yuan Shaoming, she just didn't pay attention.

"This is the rumored Crystal Base Restaurant, which is no different from before the end of the world." A cold snort came from outside the restaurant, and Song Fengfu turned his head and saw only a few people entering the restaurant.

There are five people in a group, men and women serving in the dust.

And the leading woman looks very beautiful, a bit like a star.

Song Fengfu's brows condensed, staring at the group of people who came in. They looked good and dressed very stylishly.

Obviously this is the end of the world, but the group of them is like a sightseeing trip.

They are too clean, and their clothes are very bright, as if they have never been worn by anyone.

"It's the same as the last days, that's also two differences." One of the men sneered, and his deep black eyes scanned the table after table of food in the restaurant.

"Xiaohan, the food here is very fresh, the same as the food before the end of the world. It seems that this is the last paradise on earth." A man a few years older than the cold noodle man stared at the food on the table of Song Fengfu and others. Such fresh food is too rare.

After the end of the world, no matter whether it is a city or a village, food cannot be grown on any piece of land, and even the food that is grown cannot be eaten, otherwise it will only become a zombie.

"Brother Lin, what a paradise on earth, it's not full of copper smell." Jin Chong snorted, found a table and sat down.

Song Fengfu frowned.

"Fengfu, the mutton roll is ready. If you don't eat it, it will be cold." The corner of Lu Jingxuan's mouth rose slightly, and Junxiu's face leaned toward her ear. "Let's watch the show."

"Yeah, you eat too." Song Fengfu looked at the hot pot in front of him, how could he have food and no drinks?

"Waiter, come here with a pot of watermelon juice and two ice creams."

Song Fengfu snapped his finger at the waiter next to him, and the shouts made the faces of the people around him a little unpredictable.

Watermelon juice, ice cream, where can I get something like ice cream at this time.