I'm picking up treasure chests in the last days

“Your breakfast, my lord.”

Zhou Yang slept until he woke up naturally, opened the door of the house, three or four beautiful women outside the door were standing outside the door with steaming food, and after seeing Zhou Yang, he respectfully handed the food to Zhou Yang.

There are many types of food, including hot milk, bread, sausages, and xiaolongbao, which may be common before the end times, but it is a food that ordinary people can hardly imagine in the last days.

The most valuable thing is that the food is still steaming hot, and no food is cold.

In the last days, ordinary people can’t even eat, let alone get such treatment.

No wonder many people want to form a force, or even join a certain force.

It’s good to take shade under the big trees.

“You have a heart!”

Zhou Yang’s hearing ability is strengthened, and he knows that there have been several waves of people outside, and as long as the food is cold, there will be new people coming up with food.

The new food is not the food that has been heated, but the one that has been redone.

This is to let Zhou Yang and Cheng Keer’s three daughters taste the most delicious taste of food.

Zhou Yang felt this treatment for the first time, and he couldn’t help but marvel.

Although the Dawning Club is not a big force and its strength is not strong, in terms of life experience, it will definitely throw off Zhouyang Eight Streets.

This kind of treatment of clothes to apply for hands and food to open mouths, I don’t know how many people in the last days dream of life.

Zhou Yang picked up a small longbao and ate it, the xiaolongbao skin is thin and filling, the soup is just right, and it is definitely a pastry master.

Even if Zhou Yang ate Xiaolongbao a few times before the end of the world, it was far from this time.

The food was placed on the table, and Zhou Yang ate it in large pieces.

“Master Zhou Yang, is the food satisfactory?”

Ma Chengan walked over with a smile on his face, followed by four women, who were carrying apples, pears, watermelons and other fruits in their hands, obviously sending fruits to Zhou Yang.

“Doesn’t the food suit the appetite of several hostesses?” Ma Chengan had just received the news that the three women of food did not move, which made him panic in his heart.

He knew that among the four people in the group, the most terrifying strength was the two women, not the man eating soft rice in front of him, and if they were made angry, the consequences would be serious.

In order to prevent them from getting angry, Ma Chengan hurriedly came over to make amends.

Even the last seasonal fruits of the Dawning Society were mobilized.

“The food is not bad, you have a heart.”

Zhou Yang took the napkin and praised.

“If you are satisfied, I don’t know how many hostesses…” he still asked cautiously.

“They’re full.”

Zhou Yang thought of the three women who tossed so much that they couldn’t leave the ground, and a smile appeared on his face.

“That’s good.” Ma Chengan breathed a sigh of relief.

“By the way, Master Zhou Yang, let’s take a step to speak.” Ma Chengan deliberately lowered his voice, looked left and right, and pulled Zhou Yang out of the house.