Chapter 1529 This is too fragrant

Shi Xinxin scooped a full spoonful of porridge into her bowl. The golden rice porridge was mixed with green shredded vegetables and pink meat slices:

"Try it quickly, there are special spices added to it." Shi Xinxin raised her hand to wipe the sweat beads oozing from the tip of her nose, and the ends of her hair were slightly curled by the rising steam.

There was a smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, which made her look particularly bright under the dim light.

Zhou Mei carefully took the stoneware bowl. The scalding temperature made her hiss, but she was immediately attracted by the fragrant aroma.

She couldn't wait to scoop a big spoonful of it into her mouth. She stamped her feet because it was so hot, but she couldn't bear to spit it out. She could only open her mouth and breathe out continuously.

"Oh my God! This smells so good!" she shouted incoherently, her eyes shining surprisingly brightly under the light.

The spiciness of the pepper stimulated her taste buds just right, the sweetness of the rice porridge slowly melted in her mouth, and the aroma of the fat in the meat slices made her unable to resist taking two more bites.

She held the bowl close to the light and looked at it carefully:

"The rice is cooked just right, the meat is tender and not too tough, and the knife skills are amazing!"

The green shreds floating on the porridge reminded her of the pickled mustard greens her grandmother had made before the disaster. "Xinxin, you and Luoluo's cooking skills would have been at the level of five-star chefs in the past!"

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Shi Xinxin's ears turned red due to the praise, and she added another full spoonful of soup, "Eat slowly, there's more in the pot." When she turned around, a string of homemade seasoning jars hanging around her waist clinked.

"No, no, this needs to be savored carefully." Zhou Mei suddenly slowed down her movements and savored the taste like a wine taster. "There is a slight aftertaste... You must have added some secret recipe!"

She finished the second bowl in two or three gulps, licking her lips with satisfaction, "If I could eat such delicious porridge every day, I would even fight a mutant beast alone!"

Not far away, Li Luo was squatting next to a pile of scrap parts, carving a can of tuna with a dagger.

The sharp blade gleamed coldly in the dim light, and the pink minced meat fell into two small hand-fired ceramic plates.

Potato immediately came over with its fluffy tail erect. Its milky yellow fur looked like melted butter under the light, and its round eyes stared at the food.

"Don't worry~" Li Luo chuckled and scratched Potato's chin. The little guy squinted his eyes comfortably and made gurgling sounds.

She pushed the porridge mixed with fish paste in front of him, then turned around and put another plate on the ground.

The tentacles of the spinning top had already impatiently wrapped around the plate, and the suction cups on its arms and legs opened and closed happily, rolling the porridge grains dipped in fish paste into its mouth, making a satisfied "chirp" sound.

At this moment, two slender figures slowly walked down from the rest area on the second floor, and the rusty iron stairs groaned under the heavy weight.

Lu Jingcheng walked in front, the rhythm of his military boots stepping on the metal steps was like a precise second hand.

Chu Yuanqing followed behind him, his face as pale as moonlight seemed to have its own soft light in the dim light.

The slightly curly bangs fell in front of the forehead, making the narrow and long almond-shaped eyes look even colder.

Although the two of them stayed up for the first half of the night and only rested for four hours, the powerful recovery ability of high-level psychics allowed them to remain in good condition.

Lu Jingcheng's steps were still steady and powerful, and Chu Yuanqing's posture was still elegant and calm, but the occasional glances they exchanged revealed the fatigue and tacit understanding that only they understood.

When Chai Yutong saw the two people coming down the stairs, she immediately put down her lunch box and stood up. Her tactical boots made a crisp sound as they stepped on the concrete floor:

"Captain, Brother Chu, you guys are up, come and sit over here."

She moved aside, making room for two relatively clean spots, and wiped the oily surface of the machine tool.

Chu Yuanqing smiled and nodded in greeting, with an elegance in his every move that was out of place in the end times.

He walked slowly to Shi Xinxin's side and gently stopped her from getting up:

"Sit down, I'll do it myself."

The voice was as gentle as a cup of hot tea in winter. When the slender fingers took the long-handled spoon, they accidentally brushed against Shi Xinxin's fingertips.