Chapter 32: Ordering food is so hard Although Wang Qiu used to complain about being poor and grievances, such as Nobita Nobita donating New Year's money and pocket money to save the world, they were all nonsense to deceive the natives of this time and space.
Doraemon's various magical props are all nonsense.
They are defective and discounted products from future department stores.
Although they are far from zero cost, they are at least relatively cheap.
However, Comrade Doraemon's extreme desire for money is an ironclad fact. yznn The overtime debt collection thugs who came to the door still had a huge debt of 280 billion yen, the interest rate was skyrocketing every day, and there were all the threats and pressures of being sent to a factory to be dismantled to pay off the debt. , all of which reduced Doraemon's moral integrity extremely effectively and quickly.
Therefore, after doing the ideological work of everyone at Fujimi Academy, Doraemon launched an unceremonious sweep of Minarika's house, including tables, chairs, beds, cabinets, vases, dressing tables, refrigerators, microwave ovens, etc.
TVs, computers, carpets, everything that seemed to be worth something, were swept away by Doraemon who was crazy about poverty.
Even the magnificent crystal chandelier in the living room was removed.
Then, feeling dissatisfied, Doraemon directed everyone to raid the unoccupied house next door and a small convenience store nearby.
After opening fire and killing the shopkeeper who had turned into a zombie, he directly stuffed the entire shelf with the goods, plus the small truck carrying goods, into the automatic pawn machine, and finally managed to collect a total of 100 million yen.
It can be seen that this piece of Residents in high-end residential areas are indeed quite wealthy.
So, when Wang Qiu and Doraemon, who had gained a lot, left this time and space with a large sum of money, went to Nobi's house to meet Nobita and other elementary school students, and bought a batch of future props by the way, Officer Minami Rika The teachers and students of Fujimi Academy could only sit cross-legged and kneel with their backs against the bare wall in a room that was as empty as locusts passing through, looking at each other because even the small benches in the room were occupied by Doraemon.
Done.
"Oh, I'm a little hungry," Shizuka Marikawa, who was naturally dumb, touched her stomach and said coquettishly.
It was a good thing she didn't mention it.
When she mentioned it, everyone touched their bellies and felt waves of hunger.
The teachers and students at Fujimi Academy have certainly missed lunch and have not eaten a grain of rice for ten consecutive hours since the morning.
Minami Rika, who is stationed at the sea airport, has also not eaten seriously since the zombie outbreak.
A meal.
Previously, due to the constant occurrence of various crises and mutations, everyone's spirits were highly tense and they did not feel hungry yet.
Now, after they relaxed a little, their intestines suddenly began to drum.
Seeing this, Busujima Saeko volunteered to go to the kitchen to cook, but in the blink of an eye she walked back helplessly, "It's a bit difficult.
Doraemon took away the gas stove, rice cooker and refrigerator in the kitchen.
Now we have neither cooking utensils nor ingredients, so we can’t cook anything.”
"How can this be done?
I'm going to starve to death," Teacher Shizuka complained, stamping her feet.
"Huh, teacher, with so much fat on his chest, he must be the last one among us to starve to death."
Saya Takagi snorted.
At the same time, Igohaunaga dug out a small package of biscuits from somewhere and stuffed it into Rei Miyamoto's hand, "Rei, this is what I put in my pocket when I was searching the convenience store just now.
I have already eaten it."
One pack has passed.
If you are hungry, take it and fill your stomach first."
Then, looking at the more than 20 pairs of eyes in the room, all staring at the cookies in her hands, Miyamoto Rei expressed that she was under a lot of pressure.
Well, with such a small package of biscuits, if it were to be distributed to more than 20 people, would each person get one biscuit on average?
Fortunately, Hirano Toda, who had always been ignored by the girls before, stood up at this time and rescued Miyamoto Rei.
"Don't worry, everyone.
I have already made arrangements for dinner.
I will definitely make sure that everyone is full."
Hirano Toda said proudly, pulling out a rectangular patterned tablecloth from his backpack, humming a tune and spreading it on the tatami in front of him, "This is the gourmet tablecloth that Doraemon left for us, everyone."
Just order whatever you want to eat.”
"The gourmet tablecloth is the one Doraemon took out last night.
Isn't it already shut down due to arrears?"
Saya Takagi said suspiciously.
"No problem, Doraemon just said that he had already charged money into it in the morning."
As if handling some expensive precision instrument, Hirano Toda carefully smoothed the gourmet tablecloth on the tatami, and at the same time He replied, "Everyone should have read the related Doraemon comics.
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Theoretically speaking, whatever food you want to eat will appear on this tablecloth."
"It sounds interesting."
Nan Lixiang reached out and touched the gourmet tablecloth, frowning and replied, "But the question is, how should we use it to order food?
I don't seem to see a screen or keyboard installed on it. something like that” "This thing is voice-controlled.
In addition, for the convenience of beginners, Doraemon also helped us activate the intelligent auxiliary ordering system."
Habitually adjusting the black-rimmed glasses he was wearing, Hirano Toda-kun proudly showed off to everyone, and at the same time pressed a button on the corner of the gourmet tablecloth.
Then, a sound without any unevenness sounded on the tatami.
The monotonous mechanical sound: "Dingdong's xxxxx series of gourmet tablecloth intelligent auxiliary ordering systems have been launched.
We are very pleased to be able to provide services to our respected customers.
This system currently records 13035863223446 kinds of food.
Please choose desserts, snacks, drinks, dishes and staple foods."
"Well, I want the staple food."
Miss Saya Takagi suddenly rushed forward, pushed aside Hirano Toda-san, and answered.
"There are 21576111654 kinds of staple foods recorded in this system.
Please choose rice, pastries, Western-style pastries."
"Just pastry is enough."
Miss Gao Cheng Saya said with a frown.
"There are 13571113 kinds of noodles recorded in this system.
Do you want steamed buns, steamed buns, noodles?"
"Noodles."
Miss Saya Takagi's face looked a little ugly.
"There are 1,481,162 types of noodle foods recorded in this system.
Would you like udon noodles, soba noodles, and macaroni?"
"Wow, can I just have a bowl of ramen?"
Miss Takagi Saya was holding her head and almost going crazy.
"Ding dong keyword ramen is entered to confirm.
The system search is completed in the system search.
There are 231,321 types of ramen recorded in this system.
Do you want Chinese, Japanese, or Korean?"
"Of course it's Japanese style."
Miss Takagi Saya's voice began to become weak.
"There are 35,324 types of Japanese ramen recorded in this system.
Would you like tonkotsu ramen, soy sauce ramen, barbecued pork ramen?"
"Barbecued pork ramen," Miss Saya Takagi's voice became deeper and deeper.
"There are 3998 types of barbecued pork ramen recorded in this system.
Would you like honey barbecued pork, spicy barbecued pork, cheese barbecued pork?"
"Honey Barbecued Pork" Miss Saya Takagi even started to roll her eyes.
"There are 764 types of honey barbecued pork ramen recorded in this system.
Do you want the one with seaweed without adding seaweed?"
“Without seaweed” "There are 382 types of honey barbecued pork ramen without seaweed recorded in this system.
Do you want the one with green onions without adding green onions?"
“With onions” "There are total honey barbecued pork ramen with green onion and no seaweed recorded in this system" "" "Recorded by this system" "" "This system" ""I don't want to eat anymore In short, after struggling for a full quarter of an hour, Miss Takagi Saya probably ate the food she wanted.
Next, even though the smart auxiliary ordering system of the gourmet tablecloth was so cheating, everyone in Fujimi Academy finally had a good time and had a good time.
Although according to relevant Japanese laws, everyone in this room was of drinking age.
There were only two people in total, but in today's zombie apocalypse where people eat people, no one would care about such a trivial matter as the "drinking age limit".
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First, teacher Shizuka brought out a bottle of whiskey and said it was to calm down the panic, and the more she drank, the more she wanted to drink; then the drunken female teacher caught the students one by one and drank them mouth to mouth; finally, even the female police officer Comrade Minami Rika In order to relieve mental stress, I couldn't help but drink a few sips
So, when the dark night finally fell on the earth, and Wang Qiu came back with Doraemon and Nobi Nobita's five-person team, he saw a bunch of empty wine bottles rolling on the ground, and a group of clothes Messy, rosy-cheeked, seductive and daydreaming drunk beauty oshow7: