Global Wasteland: My Evolutionary Path

Taste in the world is pure joy.

Qinghuan Copper Pot Shabu-Shabu Mutton Shop.

The moon was setting, and it was dinner time. Qinghuan Mutton Shop was crowded with guests. Chu Huan was mixing the sauce at the small cooking table: one spoonful of sesame sauce, half a spoonful of oyster sauce, a spoonful of chopped peanuts, and some coriander and green onions. This is

How to eat Sister Chan'er and Sister Xi'er.

Chu Huan doesn't like sesame sauce. He thinks the taste of sesame sauce will cover up the aroma of mutton. In the past, he used a spoonful of millet chili, a spoonful of chili oil, half a spoonful of vinegar, and a can of oil. It was the same today.

After adjusting the sauces for the three of them, Chu Huan walked to the seat he had chosen, where Chan'er and Xi'er were ordering.

Today, Chu Huan is treating a guest, and Chan'er and Chan'er are going to give him a good meal - in the past, three people would order nine dishes, and each person would choose three of their favorites.

He said it was his choice, but Chu Huan never had the right to choose. He likes to eat sheep brains the most. Chan'er said it was too fishy, ​​so he should change it to sheep eyes.

He wanted to eat spicy mutton, but Xi'er said that girls tend to get acne easily if they eat spicy food, so he should replace it with haggis.

He wanted to eat tripe meatballs, but both Chan'er and Chan'er said that the price of 188 yuan was not cost-effective and not delicious, so they should change it to coriander and mutton balls.

Sometimes money is tight, and Chan'er and his wife feel sorry for him, so they say they should lose weight recently and eat more vegetables.

With nine dishes each time, plus some free fruit platters and staple food, three people can be full.

Being full does not mean that you can eat well.

It's different today. Sister Mei just gave Chu Huan a sum of money. In Chu Huan's opinion, this money was a huge amount of money, and a meal of boiled mutton was just a drop in the bucket.

So this time the order was changed from three dishes per person to five dishes.

Fortunately, Chu Huan was able to choose a dish he liked this time.

"We've made a choice, you can choose what you want to eat." Chan'er generously handed over the menu: "I think five dishes for one person is too extravagant, and it's a waste if you can't finish it."

"Yeah, it's not easy for Chu Huan to make some money. She will have to marry a wife in the future. As a sister, I really can't bear it."

Bar."

As Xi'er took over the menu from Chan'er, she didn't give Chu Huan a chance to touch the menu: "Exchange your last dish for a bottle of white wine?"

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Chu Huan was confused. He didn't understand what Xi'er was doing and wanted to drink liquor, but he still nodded.

Wine can strengthen your courage, make you write poems, and it can also mess up your sex life.

When it comes to eating, sometimes it doesn’t matter what you eat, it’s who you eat with that matters.

At this time, the bottom of the pot came up and it was steaming.

Chan'er first went to the bar to get some wine. When she came back, she opened the wine glasses and poured one glass into each of them.

This was not Chu Huan's first time drinking. He had drank at Sister Mei's place before. Sister Mei said that a man could not handle alcohol without drinking, so she let Chu Huan drink a bottle of liquor and three bottles of beer. From then on, Chu Huan rarely drank alcohol because of that.

The first time he vomited, especially when there was Cicada around him who recorded the video on his mobile phone and showed it to him the next day to help him recall his drunken state.

Until now, Chu Huan still hadn't figured out whether Sister Mei wanted him to drink more or drink less.

"Why are the three of us sitting at such a big table?"

The three of them chose a table for six people. Shabu-shabu is originally a place for small groups to gather. Chu Huan meant that it was convenient for the three of them to choose a small table for conversation. It was not that there was no table for three people, and there were empty seats not far away.

"Someone else will be here soon." Xi'er smiled, revealing her two tiger teeth.

"Is there anyone else? Or three? Sister Chan'er, you..." Chu Huan looked at Chan'er, wondering what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd.

"Sister Mei said you should be low-key as a person. She has rejected several groups of people who have approached you recently, but I think some friends are very sincere." Chan'er said, raising her right hand, with a crystal clear jade bracelet on it, and then

She pointed to Xi'er's earrings again: "It's really hard to refuse such kindness, so I borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha."

"You're the only one who knows how to use lyrics, aren't you?" Chu Huan understood: "You are a nonsense talker who betrays your friends for glory at the expense of profit..."

Before Chu Huan finished speaking, Chan'er picked up a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chu Huan had no choice but to stop talking and ask who he was eating watermelon.

"I left a place for Li Xun." Xi'er continued, "I don't know if she can come. Can you understand your thoughts?"

"There is also Du Huaili. Didn't he tell you to go to him when you have time? What else can you do with him? Don't you men always talk about things while drinking and having women around you? I don't know about him yet? He sleeps in the Cailian River every day.

In the brothel, I am doing this for your own good."

"It doesn't look good if he refuses with such dignity. Besides, Sister Fengcheng Mei asked someone for help, so I invited him to dinner in your name. Whether he comes or not is his business. It's not important. What's important is

We can’t even have a few drinks with you.”

"What? Chu Huan, do you still want to go to Cailian River to drink flower wine?"

After Chan'er finished speaking, Chu Huan hurriedly said that she didn't dare.

"You see how thoughtful we are, the world is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships and sophistication." Xi'er smiled so brightly that her branches trembled wildly.

"I thank you both." Chu Huan said thank you very strongly. One reason is that Chan'er invited Li Xun to come. Regarding this, Chu Huan sincerely said thank you. He had contacted Li Xun in the past two days.

Xun Ying didn't pick up his cell phone and never responded to the message. He called Li's landline. When the other party heard that it was Chu Huan, he hung up the phone immediately.

Another reason is that Chan'er arranged this event without saying hello in advance, and she even said she was thinking of Chu Huan. It was strange that Chu Huan could say thank you in a high-sounding manner.

"Who else is there?" There are only two people, and there is still one seat.

"Coming, coming." Chan'er waved, and Chu Huan turned his head.

A girl saw Cicada walking over quickly.

Smiling and nodding to Chan'er Xi'er, the girl stretched out her hand and said to Chu Huan: "Hello Chu Huan, my surname is Jiang, Jiang Xiaoling. Please take good care of me in the future!"

Looking at Jiang Xiaoling's outstretched right hand, he quickly stood up and shook hands with her briefly.

The hands are as warm as jade.

"Please give me some advice." Chu Huan replied politely.

Seeing that there were still three empty seats, Jiang Xiaoling pointed to Chu Huan's right hand: "Is it okay if I sit here?"

"Anything is fine." Chu Huan nodded, and then he had time to look at Jiang Xiaoling carefully. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

Jiang Xiaoling is at least 1.7 meters tall, has short ear-length hair, a pointed nose, bright eyes and white teeth. He is wearing a sportswear and a peaked cap.

Jiang Xiaoling took off his hat and went to get the ingredients, leaving Chu Huan who was a little puzzled. He looked at Chan'er and the two who were whispering beside him and asked hurriedly: "Who is this? The name sounds familiar."

"A reporter from the People's Livelihood Channel of Yong'an TV Station," Chan'er replied.

Hearing Chan'er's reminder, Chu Huan immediately remembered that during the tsunami last year, this female reporter was on the front line and was almost swept away by the waves. She was one of the female reporters that Yongan citizens liked more.

Jiang Xiaoling came back, sat down and started chatting with Chan'er Xi'er. There were many topics between women, while Chu Huanxi was pure and ate hot pot with peace of mind.

The mutton-boiled meat was delicious, and Chu Huan felt much better while sipping the white wine.

He used to think that the meaning of life lies in the state of mind, but now his life is better and he is naturally happy.

"Come on, let's go." Chan'er raised her glass and said, "May we be safe every year from now on."

"I can eat and drink happily every day." Xi'er continued.

"We will all be friends from now on. If you need help, don't hesitate." Jiang Xiaoling said and looked at Chu Huan: "Chu Huan, why don't you say a word?"

Chu Huan held the wine glass and thought for a while: "May the country be peaceful and the people be safe."

"Tch!" Chan'er said with some disdain, "You are just talking nonsense."

"Visions are always good." Jiang Xiaoling glanced at Chu Huan and took the lead in picking up the wine glass and drinking it down in one gulp.

After finishing the glass of wine, Chu Huan thought of Chan'er's words and wondered if Li Xun could come.

There was no news from Li Xun, but Du Huaili walked in.

"You young people only like to eat boiled mutton on a hot day." Du Huaili weighed two bottles of liquor in his hand: "If I had to choose, I would eat barbecue and drink draft beer."

He looked around and saw that they all recognized each other, so he sat down on the empty seat without being polite.

He had met Chu Huan twice before at Mei Xiaoyu's place, and they hadn't seen each other for two years. If he were walking on the street, he really wouldn't recognize that the person in front of him was Chu Huan, so he said to Chu Huan: "Chu Huan, we haven't seen each other for two years."

See you, you have grown taller and become more handsome."

He didn't have a deep impression of Chu Huan before because there were people like Chu Huan around him, including the families in Cailian River. He had brought him up since childhood and worked hard for him.

But how many people can really kill the mid-level mutant werewolf? After hearing the news, Du Huaili decided to meet Chu Huan. Not to mention his relationship with Mei Xiaoyu, even if such a person appeared in his jurisdiction, he would have to meet him.

To a certain extent, Chu Huan is also his.

In controlling the Cailian River, Du Huaili pays attention to having both sides, and must be able to live up to his reputation. Therefore, sitting here and drinking with Chu Huan in his capacity really gave Chu Huan enough face.

In less than two minutes, several groups of people came over to greet Du Huaili. Seeing this, Du Huaili took a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth. After eating, he opened the wine he had brought, found a three-liang wine glass, and filled it up.

: "I've eaten the food, but I haven't drunk the wine yet. I'll drink this glass first, otherwise you won't be able to enjoy this meal."

After speaking, he looked at Chu Huan.

Regardless of Du Huaili's purpose, just because of what he said, Chu Huan felt that Du Huaili was not the kind of person who was difficult to deal with - every time someone came to greet Du Huaili, they would look at Chu Huan up and down, because they didn't know that Chu Huaili

Who is Huan? I have never heard of this person.

As for the three girls with different styles opposite Du Huaili, many people didn't take it seriously. When will the women around Du Huaili ever be the same again?

Chu Huan also found a three-liang cup and filled it: "Brother Du, thank you for your help this time. If you have anything to say, I will do my best and I will do my best."

"Okay!" Du Huaili chuckled, and the two drank three ounces of wine in one gulp. Then Du Huaili patted Chu Huan on the shoulder, nodded to Chan'er and the others before leaving.

When Du Huaili walked away, Chan'er relaxed. Seeing Chu Huan looking at her, Chan'er understood. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Li's house. After a while, the call was connected. Chan'er whispered two words:

Then he hung up the phone.

She shook her head at Chu Huan.

Shaking his head and putting away the bad mood, Chu Huan picked up the wine glass again.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoling suddenly looked at Chu Huan: "Chu Huan, I am doing an investigation now, can you do me a favor?"

"What kind of research? If I can help, I will definitely help."

"A study of human genetic variation."

Hearing this, Chu Huan was shocked, thinking how could she know her secret?