The day after the deal with Ouyang Zhenglong.
Xing Feng came to Zhao Haichuan's room very early. still kicked open the door unceremoniously, and still very skillfully took a pack of crisp noodles from the box on the side and ate it "clicking".
And Zhao Haichuan was still staring at a pair of dull eyes.
Silently sat on the bed and watched what Xingfeng did.
Then he said.
"Is there a shortage of food at home, come to me every day to eat me?"
"There is no shortage, plenty of it.
It can be eaten for several years. ” "What have you done for years, so much food can't be made after the end of the world.
Then before the end of the world, how did you get so much food not be investigated?"
Today is the first time Zhao Haichuan has heard Xing Feng talk about the specific situation in his family.
But after hearing Xing Feng's answer, Zhao Haichuan's brain, which was still sleepy, woke up suddenly.
A face full of shock.
Because in his eyes, what Xingfeng said was not a lie.
"No, because by the time they find out, the end of the world will have already come."
"Then you put all this grain there, can you make a granary?"
"That's right, a family of three eats food, and there is no need for an exaggerated warehouse.
Anyway, don't you feel cold when you're shirtless like this?"
As he spoke, Xing Feng looked at the guy who liked to sleep naked.
I even felt that I needed to help him open the window to ventilate.
Let him have a good experience, natural indifference.
But before Xing Feng made a move, Zhao Haichuan seemed to have seen Xing Feng's plan first.
I hurriedly put on my clothes and pants and opened the window myself.
Seeing that Zhao Haichuan had consciously climbed up from the bed, Xing Feng's plan could only be stopped.
After taking out the map marked by Zhao Haichuan yesterday from the table on the side, Xing Feng looked at it first.
After waiting for Zhao Haichuan to finish washing, he came to get down to business.
After a while, Zhao Haichuan finished washing, took out a pack of crispy noodles from the box on the side, and sat on the other side of the table while nibbling on it.
Seeing his posture, Xing Feng was also surprised.
Immediately asked curiously.
"That's it for your breakfast" "Of course not, it's just for belly padding.
Soon you'll understand. ” After speaking, Zhao Haichuan cleaned up in front of him.
Pack up a spacious place to come out.
It seems to be about to put something, and the posture is quite large.
But Xing Feng looked around, but found that there was nothing suitable to put on it.
However, just when the torture wind was wondering.
A petite figure walked in through the doorway, holding a steaming large plate in both hands.
His hands and feet were neatly placed on the table that Zhao Haichuan had cleaned up before.
Looking at the roast chicken that was placed in front of him, steaming and exuding the smell of firewood, Xing Feng also felt speechless for a while.
Silently took a bite of the bread in his hand, then shook his head and refused the dishes and chopsticks handed by Xiyue.
"Eat it, don't worry about me."
"You really don't want to come here, it's very fresh, I guess it was slaughtered this morning."
"I can see it."
After speaking, Xing Feng silently glanced at this roast chicken that I don't know how to describe.
Because judging from the appearance of this roast chicken, Xing Feng can see this "chef" Miss Yuzuki at a glance.
Can't cook at all.
This miserable roast chicken has charred feathers everywhere.
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At all, he didn't even pluck the hair, so he put it on the fire and roasted it.
But fortunately, Yuzuki seems to have put some oil on it before roasting, keeping the chicken from turning into charcoal.
It's just a little dark.
You can still eat it.
In this way, Xing Feng silently watched the master and apprentice eat their "big meal" with a smile on their faces.
The harmony of the atmosphere made Xing Feng feel a little moved and wanted to cry.
"These two people, they don't know how to cook, don't they know how to find this recipe, no wonder the food stored by this guy is basically ready-to-eat things out of the bag, it turns out that this is the reason" After silently complaining in his heart, Xing Feng lowered his head and looked at the map.
I don't want to see this tragic scene anymore.
And this breakfast, the two of them also ate quickly.
After a few times of eating, Zhao Haichuan didn't let Xing Feng wait for a long time, quickly wiped the table clean, and prepared to start working in earnest.
After Xing Feng put the map up, he was not verbose, and began to ask straightforwardly.
"What the hell is this?"
As he spoke, Xing Feng pointed to the blank, unmarked location in the middle of the map.
After Zhao Haichuan took a look, he also took a sip of tea and said lightly.
"Oh, that place.
That's the stronghold, those thatched huts. ” For fear that Xing Feng would forget the scene in this stronghold, Zhao Haichuan also specially reminded him.
"I know where those original buildings are, and what I'm asking is, why don't you draw the exact location of these buildings" "There's no need, you think about it.
After getting the tools, anyone who still wants to live in that kind of place must push and rebuild it, so if the place they build is different from the previous one, then we will not waste our efforts. ” "You're right, but you do have some truth."
After listening to Zhao Haichuan's explanation, Xing Feng also reacted.
I figured out this point that I didn't notice in time.
Then he nodded and asked the next question.
"This surveillance, one of us is sure of it for a day.
But who to start with?"
"Hey, it's not easy.
Flip a coin" After speaking, Zhao Haichuan excitedly took out a one-yuan coin that had long lost its value.
His face was full of excitement about being ready to gamble.
As for Xing Feng, after hearing Zhao Haichuan's proposal, his face became weird.
Looking at Zhao Haichuan's excited face, he said slowly.
"Are you sure" "Of course" In the mountains and forests, there will be a cool mountain breeze blowing from time to time.
Not only did it cool the hard-working people sweat profusely, but it also made a man sit in a tree and watch from a distance.
I felt a chill in my heart.
"Why is this guy open, why is it always me who loses?"
Zhao Haichuan, who was wearing a camouflage cloak and sitting on a tree in a dark green suit, kept muttering in his mouth while observing the people working in the distance with a telescope.
He really couldn't figure out whether it was Xingfeng's luck that was too good, or his own bad luck.
Every time you lose, it's always yourself.
However, just as he was complaining, in the mountains and forests behind him, several lost people were also complaining.
The last days are infinitely reborn :