After the boss of the last days was cannon fodder, he changed to farming scripts

Qi Xiang followed behind Gu Xi, hesitating to speak along the way.

But she has always been a very discerning and smart girl. Seeing Gu Xi like this, she obviously didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more.

When I got back to the ground, the small courtyard was empty, there was no one, even Ye Nan was gone, so I guessed that Vice President Ye was afraid to see Gu Xi for some reason. , probably left early.

Qi Xiang sighed silently. As soon as the two of them walked out of the alley, they saw Wei Heng hurried over.

Wei Heng's worried eyes fell on Gu Xi, and when he was about to speak, Qi Xiang shook his head slowly at him.

Wei Heng did not feel relieved because of this, but his heart tightened.

The reason why he came here worried was not because he was worried about Gu Xi's safety, but... Every time he encountered something related to his old friend, Gu Xi's mood would fluctuate.

The harm done to Gu Xi by what happened 30 years ago cannot be repaired by time at all.

He didn't even dare to mention these things directly in front of Gu Xi, for fear of uncovering her bloody scar again.

Wei Heng's gaze was too cautious, and the negative emotions in Gu Xi's heart that had surged once again because of seeing some of Xiao Chen's memory fragments were forcibly suppressed by her again.

"Why are you here?" she asked, her tone was very calm, but she kept spinning around her fingertips, and the little green shoot, which was still getting faster and faster, looked at the other two people on the side, trembling with fear.

But Wei Heng suppressed the panic, and just said normally: "It's okay, just Shen Yue said, he found a chef who claimed to be Mi X Lin Samsung before the end of the world, and asked us if we want to have a meal? "

Qi Xiang also cooperated on the sidelines, trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

——At least, don't let Gu Xi immerse himself in the hurts of the past.

She stepped forward to hold Gu Xi's arm, raised her eyebrows, and said speechlessly with a bit of seeing the truth: "Then he invited us to dinner, do we have to bring some ingredients?"

Wei Heng rubbed his nose, "Don't tell me if you see it through." He coughed lightly, "Recently, Shen Yue's life is indeed difficult." I heard that he has been eating sweet potatoes for several days.

Qi Xiang curled his lips and looked at Gu Xi without saying a word.

Gu Xi knew what they were worried about, so he followed their tone and said relaxedly: "Alright, let's go and taste the prosperous and prosperous times before the end of the world."

In the past, those flavors only existed in those food videos she watched when she was young, and she thought she would never have the chance to appear again; but now... those bad times should also be over.

People, always look forward.

Gu Xi raised his head to look at the sky, his calm eyes fell in the distance, the sky in the east had already turned pale, and further away, there was a faint golden color that was about to break through the clouds.

Soon, the sun will rise.

A new day has come, and darkness... will pass.

"Let's go, Gu Xi," Wei Heng followed her gaze for a while, then turned and opened the car door behind him, "Shen Yue said that man is very good at cooking..." He actually really wanted to see it.

After all, although he likes cooking very much, he is a wild way and has never learned seriously. If that person is really a chef, he can't miss this opportunity.

Qi Xiang got into the car behind Gu Xi, and when he saw Wei Heng muttering, he also opened his mouth to enliven the atmosphere, "That's right, just Shen Yue's stomach, most people really can't fill it..."

Wei Heng stepped on the accelerator, Qi Xiang bumped on the seat, suddenly reached out and grabbed the backrest in the front row, raised his head and asked, "Is that man really the pre-apocalyptic Chef Mi X Lin? Shen Yue was not given Did you cheat?"

She murmured softly: "If it's really Chef Michelin before the end of the world, wouldn't he be at least 90 or [-] years old? It's okay if this is a supernatural person, but if it's an ordinary person, at this age, he can still handle a spatula ?"

Wei Heng: "..."

He thought for a while, and said, "It should be fine, right?" Shen Yue is not such an unreliable person either.

That's not good.

Through the rearview mirror, the two exchanged a look.

When Gu Xi and the others passed by, Shen Yue was still busy, but Qin Shi was waiting at the door early.

"Here!" Qin Shi has already set up a short-answer stove behind Qin Shi, on which freshly made pots, pans and pans from various departments of supernatural powers have been placed, making a row look extraordinarily cold under the refraction of the faint morning light. Human kitchen knife.

Looking at the posture, it is quite enough.

Qi Xiang raised his eyebrows, and looked around, "Where's the chef?" She asked.

"Here we come." In the distance, Qin Yi walked over with a gray-haired old man with a hunched back, greeted several people briefly, and grandly introduced the old chef beside him.

After learning that this chef has evolved a sense of taste, which is very tasteless to ordinary people but can be said to be unique to chefs, after the end of the world, Qi Xiang immediately felt relieved.

... At least he is a supernatural person, and carrying a spatula is not a problem.

"Are you..." Qi Xiang asked, looking at Qin Yi's body covered in dirt and grass.

Two sweet dimples appeared on Qin Yi's face, "I just took the old man to get some fresh ingredients."

As she spoke, she shook the oversized cloth bag in her hand.

Qi Xiang leaned over and looked down, "What is this?"

Qin Yi was triumphant: "The banana core, I planted it myself."

After a pause, he pretended to be calm and said, "This plant was discovered by Lin Jin in a ruined yard over there. It took me two days to reverse-evolve it under the guidance of Team Leader Chen..."

"Team Leader Chen? Did Shen Yue really bring them here?" Qi Xiang asked, bending down and taking out a piece of something that looked like a burnt bamboo shoot from his pocket, and looked around, " How do you eat this stuff?"

"Fried bacon." Qin Yi casually handed the cloth bag to the old chef behind him, and turned to look at Wei Heng, "I remember that before we set off from Nancheng, didn't Team Wei process a batch of bacon?"

Wei Heng was very obsessed with food research for a while before, and once he saw someone mention bacon on a forum, he has been a little eager to try, wanting to reproduce this kind of food before the end of the world.

But it has been suffering from the lack of suitable raw materials—no way, after the second big mutation, no matter what kind of meat it is, it is not something that can be eaten.

Later, Gu Xi saw him frowning for several days, and after asking the reason, in order to support his cooking skills, he took some mutated animal meat from the space and let him try it casually.

But as we all know, things like bacon take time to settle.

Not long after Wei Heng's bacon was produced, they left Nancheng and went to the central base. After going back and forth, the matter of bacon was delayed.

Until two days ago, when Shen Yue was inspecting the disaster area, he overheard an old man bragging about his unique skill - stir-fried bacon with banana core. Only then did he think of Wei Heng's bacon again.

When Qi Xiang heard it, he felt a little unreliable. It's not that he didn't believe in the chef's craftsmanship - the chef had already started processing those plantain cores, and he knew the cooking skills just by looking at the work on the knife. Certainly not bad.

What she was worried about was Wei Heng's bacon - I heard that handling bacon requires a bit of skill, but Wei Heng... is he self-taught with no experience?
"Then your bacon is worthy of the chef's craftsmanship?" Qi Xiang looked at Wei Heng and asked tactfully.

Wei Heng: "..."