After I became a soft little zombie, I was spoiled by the doomsday boss

Chapter 68 Whirlwind Beef Pie

Lu Yan was in a restless state all afternoon, raising his hand to touch his face from time to time, and then quickly putting it down again.

"Lu Yan!"

Mu Tang suddenly opened the door with a bag of things in his hand. He saw Lu Yan was stunned for a moment and asked strangely:

"why are you laughing?"

"cough."

Lu Yan subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face, then put it down instantly, pretending to be serious:

"No, I'm not laughing."

Mu Tang tilted his head, looked at him inexplicably for a while, and then nodded:

"I'm really not laughing now."

Lu Yan's face stiffened and he felt that the back of his ears was getting hotter and hotter.

Mu Tang looked at Lu Yan's face for a moment, and suddenly, as if she had discovered some strange continent, she reached out and touched his ears:

"Lu Yan, your ears are red!"

“!!!!”

Lu Yan turned his head sharply and avoided her hand.

In fact, the temperature of Mu Tang's hands was very low, but as soon as the cold touch came into contact with his skin, Lu Yan felt it was hotter than a red-hot soldering iron.

Lu Yan now felt that his face was starting to feel hot.

In order to prevent Mu Tang from sighing like "You're blushing too", Lu Yan stood up quickly, suppressed his turbulent heart, lowered his head and asked:

"What's wrong? Did you come to see me for something?"

Mu Tang was a little strange and said doubtfully:

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

"...That's not what I meant." This pot was so big that Lu Yan felt he couldn't carry it.

Fortunately, Mu Tang had a simple mind and didn't think too much about this issue. He just held the thing in his hand and asked expectantly:

"Is this flour?"

Lu Yan took it over, looked at it, and confirmed:

"Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, you could clearly feel that Mu Tang's eyes were brighter, like two small light bulbs.

Mu Tang held Lu Yan's forearms with both hands and asked impatiently:

"Then can you do that for me?"

"...Which one?" Lu Yan has not yet reacted.

"That's it..." Mu Tang reached out and made a round circle, and then said:

"That pie, the one with the circles."

Lu Yan remembered the pie that Mu Tang saw on the recipe last time. She didn't expect that she could still remember it so clearly, so she asked tentatively:

“Twister beef pie?”

"Yes!" Mu Tang nodded: "That's it! Can I do it?"

Lu Yan was silent. Although the kitchen was very complete, including an oven and rolling pin, he could use it by electrifying it with his power.

But he had seen that thing last time after Mu Tang said he wanted to eat it. The process was complicated and many things required skills. It was a huge challenge for a "housekeeping novice" like him.

But looking into Mu Tang's eyes, she really couldn't say no.

Furthermore, in Mu Tang's heart, he has always been an omnipotent being. Since he is an omnipotent being, how can he not make "beef pie"?

Not sure whether it was because he didn't want to disappoint Mu Tang, or because of the "little vanity" in his heart, Lu Yan nodded unconsciously.

By the time he reacted, it was already too late. Mu Tang had already cheered and helped him find materials.

Lu Yan sighed, what he said must be done, and he could only challenge it.

…

Lu Yan looked at the batter in the bowl, sighed, and picked up the recipe next to him:

One pound of flour, five hundred grams of water.

"That's right." Lu Yan murmured, picked up the measuring spoon on the side and poured the batter into it.

Mu Tang asked curiously next to him:

"Can this be used to measure normal proportions?"

Lu Yan: "..." It doesn't seem possible.

Lu Yan forced himself to calmly pour the batter back and said in a calm tone:

"Just to see how much more water was added."

Mu Tang nodded in understanding.

Lu Yan took a deep breath, picked up the remaining flour next to him, and prepared to break the jar.

...half an hour later...

Lu Yan poured the last bit of flour into the bowl and started kneading nervously.

As the flour turned into dough bit by bit and gradually became less sticky, Lu Yan's heart finally dropped and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was originally a palm-sized piece of dough, it has now become a basin.

Looking at the most normal noodle dish in the bowl, Lu Yan felt a rare sense of accomplishment. He was happier than when he hit all the targets during training in the military camp.

"Lu Yan."

Mu Tang's voice suddenly sounded behind him. Lu Yan turned around and saw a pair of hands covered in flour.

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, his face felt cold.

Mu Tang already chuckled.

Lu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry in his heart, but his face turned cold and he said nothing.

Mu Tang laughed for a while before realizing his ability. His voice gradually became weaker. He looked at Lu Yan quietly and asked carefully:

"Angry?"

Lu Yan remained silent.

Mu Tang felt a little panicked, and quickly moved closer and raised his sleeves, trying to wipe the flour off his face.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she got closer, Lu Yan raised his hand and quickly wiped her face twice without her noticing.

Mu Tang was stunned.

Lu Yan looked at her colorful-faced cat and finally couldn't help laughing.

Mu Tang heard his laughter, touched his head, and giggled along with him.

...an hour later...

Lu Yan took the baked beef pie out of the oven.

As soon as the pie came out, the tangy aroma penetrated into their nostrils.

Mu Tang couldn't wait any longer and was about to grab her hand. Lu Yan quickly grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice:

"hot."

As a zombie, Mu Tang became more sensitive to high temperatures, especially after her five senses were restored, so she subconsciously shrank her hands.

Lu Yan took out the plate that had been cleaned in advance, put the pie in it, and then took out the water from the space:

"Mu Tang, wash your hands."

Mu Tang obediently put her hand into the basin. Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, and then with a helpless smile on his lips, he reached out and took her hand in his, rubbing it in the water and washing it.

After washing, he raised his eyes and suddenly saw Mu Tang's cat-like face, and then he realized it and said:

"I forgot, I should wipe your tabby cat face clean first."

Then another portion of water was transferred from the space, and he took out a towel to gently wipe off the flour on Mu Tang's face bit by bit.

It had been a while since everything had been cleaned up. Lu Yan reached out and poked around the top of the pie. After not feeling the overwhelming heat, he said:

"It's ready to eat."

Mu Tang cheered, couldn't wait to pick one up, took a bite, and then muttered something unclearly:

"tasty!"

Lu Yan touched her head:

"You eat first." Then he turned to look at the ingredients that he had scrapped. Materials in the end of the world are very precious. It would be a pity to lose these things.

Just when Lu Yan was worried about how to deal with these things, Niba smelled the fragrance and forced his big head into the kitchen.

Lu Yan showed a meaningful smile and scrapped the food processor, isn't that enough?

He divided the remaining dough into several small portions, then added ground beef and boiled it with water to create a large pot of "beef dough soup."

In fact, this is no longer considered discarded food. It was available in military camps before the end of the world, and now it is a rare delicacy.

After the soup boiled, Lu Yan cut off the power and let it sit for a while until the temperature of the boiling soup slowed down. Then he lifted the pot and walked to Niba:

"Open your mouth."

Niba shook his big tail crazily and opened his big mouth happily.

Lu Yan poured a whole pot of beef dough soup into its mouth.

Such a big pot of soup was only a mouthful in Niba's mouth. He could only taste it and licked his mouth with unsatisfied taste.

Lu Yan cleaned the kitchen utensils and put them into the space. He also put in a series of electrical appliances such as the oven, rice cooker and so on in the kitchen.

Next time Mu Tang wants to eat, he can use his power to charge the electrical appliances and cook for her anytime and anywhere.

Mu Tang was still holding the big pot of pie and devouring it.

Seeing that she was enjoying her meal, Lu Yan didn't bother her. He took off the apron around his waist and walked out of the kitchen.

Lu Yan took out the original small square box from the space, put the battery in, and then twisted the knob on it.

However, there was no rhythmic beep sound coming from the square box speaker like last time, but a harsh busy tone and current sound.

Lu Yan paused, then turned the knob again.

The result is still the same, except for the busy tone and current sound, there is nothing else.

Lu Yan's expression became solemn.

This is a special communicator used exclusively by the military. It cannot transmit voices, but can only transmit special codes.

In other words, no one can decipher the signals except those who have memorized them.

Last time, the contact device was able to contact the person on the other side, and the message sent to him was "Waiting", but this time it was completely unable to connect to the other side.

The other side completely lost contact.

In the end of the world, "lost contact" can mean many things, such as——

The base fell.

Lu Yan felt a little heavier. It seemed that he had to change his plan now and go back to the base to confirm the situation.

Lu Yan took out the battery again, put the contact back into the space, and turned back to the kitchen.

Mu Tang had already eaten half of the pie in the basin and continued to eat. But what was different from before was that there was a plate next to him, which was also full of pie.

When Mu Tang saw Lu Yan walking in, she quickly patted the stool next to her and said vaguely:

"Lu Yan, you are back, I left this specially for you! Come and eat it!!"

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, then his heart warmed up, and he walked over and sat next to her.

Mu Tang ate another pie, turned around and saw Lu Yan sitting next to her, looking at her with a smile. The pie on the plate was not moved at all, and she couldn't help but ask:

"Why don't you eat?"

Lu Yan pushed the plate towards her and said with a smile:

"Don't you like it? I'll leave it for you to eat later."

Mu Tang shook his head, grabbed a pie from the plate, handed it to Lu Yan's mouth, and said stubbornly:

"eat."

Lu Yan had no choice but to lower his head, take a bite, and chew.

The taste is good, not too mushy, but a bit...sweet?

Lu Yan was a little unsure, took another bite and tasted it carefully:

You're right, there is indeed a sweetness in the salty beef patty.

Lu Yan suddenly thought that he had added salt twice just now. Could it be that one of the times he added sugar... right?

Lu Yan felt uncertain, but Mu Tang was still eating each bite with gusto.

Lu Yan took a deep breath: