Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

After reading for a long time, Jiang Miaomiao really turned to the tutorial of making steamed buns.

The name moved her heart-Zero Failure Lazy Mantou.

Zero failure, lazy, just what she needs.

Jiang Miaomiao looked at it with interest, but only after reading the line of preparation materials, it wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Preparation materials: 500g flour, 50g sugar, 5g yeast powder, 15g baking powder.

She has flour and sugar. Where can I find yeast and baking powder?

Every time they go to the supermarket, they take useful things, and never take these miscellaneous things.

Jiang Miaomiao went to the warehouse with a hint of expectation. The result was disappointing and nothing was found.

Wouldn’t you be able to make steamed buns without yeast?

She decided to give it a try and follow the steps in the tutorial, omitting the fermentation step, and everything else was done step by step.

There are no steamers and steaming racks in the villa. Instead, she used two chopsticks, placed horizontally in the pot, with a plate on top, containing several neatly cut small steamed buns.

After half an hour, the induction cooker was hot.

Jiang Miaomiao opened the lid expectantly, glanced at it and frowned.

The steamed bun was white, and it looked decent, but it was different from the memory.

In the impression, the steamed buns are small when they are put in, at least twice as large when they are out of the pan, and they feel loose and soft. Her steamed buns look the same when they are put in and out of the pan, except that they are steamed.

Lu Qiming had a dog nose and smelled the scent upstairs. He asked:

"Are the buns ready? Give me a taste."

Jiang Miaomiao took two out, brought them up to him, and fed them to his mouth.

He took a bite, chewed, and curled his mouth.

Jiang Miaomiao asked: "How is it?"

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"You are a great hero, the best thing must be given to you first."

Lu Qiming rolled his eyes, "I think you want to test poison with me."

Her intentions were exposed, and she smiled embarrassedly.

"How does it taste? I made it for a long time, and there is still a pile on the table that hasn't been steamed."

"Have you ever had gnocchi?"

"Ok."

"This is a large gnocchi. It's edible, but it sticks to the teeth and blocks the throat."

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but tasted it, and his expression immediately changed.

Bah, what kind of bun, it's terrible to death.

It doesn't matter if it is not soft, the taste is not good.

I have been busy with this stuff for so long, and the food after two days is still missing.

She was so depressed, she held the bun against the wall and didn't want to move.

Life is too hard, woohoo.

Lu Qiming was very disgusted at first, and when he saw her look, he stretched out his hand for the bun.

Jiang Miaomiao glanced at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Eating, the taste is a little strange, but it is quite to my appetite."

"Really?"

She looked at him suspiciously, and saw that the other person was eating bite after bite, as if they were really eating something delicious.

Lu Qiming was so embarrassed that she was so embarrassed, she quickly grabbed it, put it on the plate, and said:

"I'll take it for processing."

"How to process?"

"Put some fried and fry it."

She wasn't sure she could make it delicious, but the lower limit was already here, and it couldn't be worse.

Lu Qiming nodded, "Okay, wait for you to come back."

Jiang Miaomiao didn't want to let him down, so he cheered and went downstairs to continue his work.

Lu Qiming was still lying on the floor of the bathroom, the wound was so painful that he couldn't move.

He wanted to smoke, but the cigarette case and lighter were placed far away, and he stretched out his arms for a long time.

Jiang Rourou passed by.

He shouted: "Silly dog, come here."

The silly dog ​​gave him a white glance, pointed his **** at him, and sat beside him tickling.

Lu Qiming was so angry that he had to rely on his own efforts and stretched his hand forward, dragging the wound, breathing in pain.

Jiang Miaomiao heard the movement running upstairs, looked at him and asked:

"What are you doing? The wound hasn't healed yet, it's not dead?"

"I want to smoke..."

He had no confidence and said weakly.

"You want to smoke and tell me."

She helped him take the cigarette case and lighter, lit one and put it into his mouth, after thinking about it, moved all the cigarettes and lighters in the villa to his side, and put a bowl as an ashtray for his convenience. You can smoke anytime you want.

After doing this, Jiang Miaomiao went to the kitchen to work again.

Lu Qiming was smoking a cigarette and snorted at Jiang Rourou, feeling happy about the way Jiang Miaomiao cared about him.

She always speaks coldly, but in fact she can't worry about him, nagging, like a little wife.

He smoked three cigarettes idly and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I smelled a fragrant smell. I opened my eyes and found Jiang Miaomiao sitting next to him, feeding Jiang Rourou.

The thing didn't know what it was, it was crunchy, and it rattled with dog teeth.

Lu Qiming moved slightly, and she immediately turned her head, with a smile on her face.

"Are you awake? Have a try."

Before he could answer, a piece of hard stuff was stuffed into his mouth.

Lu Qiming frowned and bit his mouth carefully.

With a creak, his mouth is full of crisp and oily fragrance, which amazes him, who has not eaten oily water for months.

Jiang Miaomiao observed his expression and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Lu Qiming took the uneaten half from his mouth, looked at it and asked:

"Is this the thing just now?"

"Yeah, I cut them into small pieces, fry them crispy in a frying pan, and pour some honey after they are out of the pan. They taste good, right? Hey."

Lu Qiming couldn't help but took another bite.

Sweet and fragrant, high in calories, and full of happiness.

Jiang Miaomiao saw that he liked it, and brought the plate over and placed it between the two.

She didn't do anything else in the afternoon, steaming buns and frying buns, and made several big plates.

The two of them took this for dinner, then made some instant milk tea, had a full meal, and lay comfortably on the quilt after eating.

Eating and drinking will make you feel good.

When I feel good, I feel that life is not so difficult.

They lay quietly, Jiang Rourou sneezed, Jiang Miaomiao scratched his belly with his toes, soft.

The light began to dim again, and night was about to fall.

She got up, took a basin of hot water to help Lu Qiming wipe her body, and went to the next room to simply wash herself, and began to prepare for the night.

Spray disinfectant to wipe out the breath of their lives.

Turn off all electrical appliances that have light and sound in the house, lock doors and block doors, and seal windows.

After doing this, she hid in the bed, hugged Lu Qiming, closed her eyes, and did not think about things outside the house.

The terrible cry of the zombies penetrated the wall, making them unable to sleep peacefully.

In the middle of the night, Lu Qiming developed a high fever and his body trembled violently.

She fed him anti-fever medicine, warmed him with her body, and held him tightly without letting go.

The other party burned unconsciously, said something vaguely in her mouth, her face was buried in her chest, and her breath was very hot.

I don't know how long he had passed before he went quiet.

Jiang Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweaty hair with a towel, and soon fell asleep.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun returned to the earth.

Lu Qiming opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and slapped his mouth twice, refreshing.

The legs still can't move, but it doesn't affect his narcissism.

He only wore a pair of big trousers, and the golden rooster independently walked around Jiang Miaomiao and came to the sink.

His face, which hadn't been cleaned up in a few days, was reflected in the mirror. His complexion was pale and stubble, and he looked like a tramp.

He brushed his teeth, picked up his baby, and scratched his chin.

Jiang Miaomiao was awakened by a buzzing sound. He thought that a bee had entered the house. When he opened his eyes, Lu Qiming was shaving his beard.

She was surprised: "Why did you stand up?"

Lu Qiming held the sink with one hand, looked at himself in the mirror and said:

"I won't get up again, I don't know what you will ruin my face."

Jiang Miaomiao shouted injustice: "Where did I ruin you? Obviously, I took care of it with all my heart."

"Really?" He raised his chin against the washbasin in the corner. "The towel in there was used to wipe my face last night. If you remember correctly, you used it to wipe the table before."

Jiang Miaomiao blushed, "It was too dark at the time, I didn't see it clearly, and it wasn't intentional."

Lu Qiming didn't care about her, because the wound was so painful that he didn't want to talk.

Secondly... Yesterday she did a lot of work alone, and she was so busy that she couldn't take care of it.

Jiang Miaomiao had never suffered such a serious injury before, and he always felt that he would die if he was not paying attention.

In order to keep her only companion alive, she hurriedly helped him go back to lie down after he finished shaving, and exhorted:

"You are not allowed to move until the injury is completely healed."

My stomach is broken, what should I do if my intestines flow out? It can't be stuffed back with bare hands.

Lu Qiming was like a okay person, still thinking about joking.

"Then if the zombies come, would you rush to fight with them?"

Jiang Miaomiao shook his head.

"If you don't fight, I'm not you, as strong as a cockroach, I rushed to die."

"You are quite self-aware."

"If the zombies really come in, I will burn the house with a torch and die with them!"

Lu Qiming shuddered, "Sister, take a moment, don't the zombies kill me, but you burned me to death. That's too much wrong."

Jiang Miaomiao gave him a white look and leaned under him.

He was taken aback, and quickly covered his pants.

"what are you going to do?"

She was even more speechless.

"What else can I do? Look at your injury."

"Oh, look at you."

He stretched out his leg generously, Jiang Miaomiao saw his thigh from his ankle.

The leg is really a good leg. It must be long and long, and it must have lines and lines.

But the wound was too big, and the cotton thread used for suture was soaked in blood into a deep red, like an ugly big centipede, lying on his feet.

She pursed her lips and raised her head, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Lu Qiming nodded pitifully.

……fool.

She muttered a word, stood up sorrowfully, "I'm going to make breakfast."

He has been injured so badly, he needs more nutrition, otherwise the wound will not heal.

Jiang Miaomiao found out all the things that could be eaten at home, put them on the table, and racked his brains to make a meal that could be eaten.

It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, let alone her little white.

Jiang Miaomiao cut a few ham sausages, raised his head and looked out the window, sighing.

The window was covered with paper, and she couldn't see the outside scene, but she could imagine it.

There is a house a few hundred meters away, and you can see a convenience store in ten minutes by bike.

If you ride further, you can go to the supermarket.

They have searched all the supermarkets within a radius of several miles, and the delicious ones have moved home long ago, but the remaining ones are much better than the few at home, at least able to eat.

By the way, the peaches on the roadside are also ripe, right?

She really wants to go out! ! !

Jiang Miaomiao walked to the door, feeling impulsive, and wanted to rush out desperately to bring back a few boxes of food.

She quietly opened the door, and two zombies just came in in the yard.

The walking speed is much faster than before, just like a beast in the forest looking for food, just waiting for the prey to appear.

She gave up her plan to go out, locked the door, and went back to fry the steamed buns honestly.

The honey-flavored food is too greasy. She used her imagination to make some salt-and-pepper flavored ones, which Lu Qiming also liked.

The two ate up their inventory and lived on steamed buns of various flavors for a week, and soon the noodle bags also bottomed out.

After eating the snacks thoroughly, only rice and dried noodles were left in his hands.

Shouldn't it be possible to drink porridge and eat water to cook noodles?

She has no appetite even thinking about it.

When eating lunch, Lu Qiming suddenly said:

"My injury is almost healed."

Jiang Miaomiao asked in surprise: "Really?"

He stood up against the wall and walked two steps lame.

"Look, give me a cane and I can run."

"...Come on, just at your speed, just lie down and don't be a demon, otherwise I have to help you if I fall."

Lu Qiming's expression was rarely serious.

"This is not before. The zombies are getting more and more powerful. If we don't hurry up, we won't even have the last chance."

Jiang Miaomiao was stunned, "Do we still have a chance?"

"Do you remember that there is a World Trade Building on the way to the supermarket?"

"Ok."

"I went in and saw it. There is a vault underneath. It is very strong and the materials are bulletproof. It can completely withstand the attacks of zombies. During the turmoil before, someone should have gone there to fetch things. The door is open. We can live in and hide. For a while, it was much safer than here."

"What about the food? Zombies can't get in, nor can we get out."

Lu Qiming planned it long ago.

"There is a fire exit outside the vault door, which can directly reach the Sam's Member Supermarket on the 20th floor. There is plenty of food inside. We can eat for at least half a year."

Jiang Miaomiao was overjoyed, but immediately realized a problem.

"There are ten zombies in the building. We can't get in and out freely, right?"

Lu Qiming nodded.

"Of course, but in any case, it's much better than sitting here and waiting, isn't it?"

"Strong is strong, but..."

She bit her lip, wondering if she should tell the truth.

She didn't want to go out.

Going outside may get food, or you may die, staying in the villa is at least still alive.

Even if they get to the vault safely, will they really live better in the vault than they are now?

The furniture, home appliances, curtains, pots and pans in the house were all moved back with a little bit of hard work, and finally turned an empty house into a decent home today, and she was reluctant to leave here.

What should I do with electricity when I reach the vault? What should I do when I go to the toilet? What about cooking and drinking water?

All problems.

But she couldn't hold back Lu Qiming. The other party only survived nine deaths, so she definitely wanted to continue to live.

Jiang Miao thought about it for a while and said, "Your injury is too serious. Let's raise it for another two days and we will set off, okay?"

Lu Qiming saw through her at a glance.

"You don't want to go, do you?"

She lowered her head and said nothing.

He jumped over on one leg and hugged her.

"I know you are scared, and I'm scared, but people can't give up while alive. Let's work hard together, yes, and your stupid dog, maybe you can really break out of the siege and survive. If it doesn't work, I With a knife on his body, I will give the three of us a joy when the time comes."

Jiang Miaomiao looked up, "But you are going to find your friend."

He chuckled and rubbed her hair that hadn't been washed for days.

"You are my friend, you are by my side, who am I looking for?"

Jiang Miaomiao felt that there was a wave in her body, and slapped her heart lightly and hard, so that she couldn't help but hug him back and said firmly:

"Well, we will go together tomorrow."

The two separated and hurried before dark to prepare for the move tomorrow.

With limited physical strength, they can't carry too many things, so they can only pick the important ones.

Cell phones, kindles, and full battery packs are their spiritual food.

The computer is too heavy, and the household appliances and furniture can't be moved at all, so they can only be discarded.

Lu Qiming's smoke is to be taken away, this is his lifeblood.

There is nothing to bring with pots and pans, and the quilt can't be taken.

Medicine is very precious, and there are unfinished steamed buns, which can be used there.

The clothes are gone, the underwear must be there.

As for shampoo and shower gel... even if you survive in the future, you might not have the chance to use it.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but smile when he thought that he was about to lead the hard life he had most wanted to live.

Lu Qiming jumped down the stairs on one leg and threw a small cardboard box to her.

"Here, your baby."

She opened it, and inside it was aunt's towel, face cream, diamond jewelry, and a USB flash drive with AV.

"Uh... these are unnecessary."

"Bring it on." Lu Qiming said, "I don't have much anyway."

She nodded and found two plastic bags to pack everything in.

This is all their belongings in the future.

As night was about to fall, the two ate some rice mixed with soy sauce, hid in the bathroom early, and spent the night frightened.

They chose to set off at noon when the sun was the strongest, when there were the fewest zombies outside and the greatest chance of survival.

But this was not enough. Lu Qiming found a towel and picked up a knife to cut it on his hand.

Jiang Miaomiao quickly stopped him.

"What are you doing?"

"Put some blood to attract zombies, so you don't have to surround yourself as soon as you go out."

"But you are so hurt...you can cut me off!"

She bit her head and stretched out her hand and placed it in front of him.

Lu Qiming was surprised, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Fear, she cried and cried until her hands were so painful that she cried and used a knife to bleed blood. How could she not be afraid?

But Lu Qiming was so badly injured that she had to make a contribution if she didn't make sense to shed his blood.

"Come on!" Jiang Miaomiao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Lu Qi made it clear that he had no extra physical strength, and took her slender hand and swiped it lightly.

The blood dripped into the towel, blew away, and dyed it bright red.

Jiang Miaomiao was trembling with pain, and Lu Qiming touched her head, holding a towel to go to the roof.

"I'll do it, your feet are inconvenient."

She simply treated the wound, then snatched the towel and went to the roof.

There is a small skylight on the roof, and you can see the solar panels when you climb out.

Jiang Miaomiao was afraid of being discovered by the zombies, so he didn't dare to show too much, so he only poked his head out.

When I was about to throw it, I found something was wrong.

Where are the zombies?

The community was empty, except for the bones that had been gnawed away previously, there was not even a single zombie!

She quickly went downstairs and told Lu Qiming.

The latter couldn't understand what he said, and jumped with her to the top of the building with one foot. The two of them squatted by the skylight and watched for a long time. They searched all the places they could see, and finally confirmed that there were really no zombies.

"My God, where did they go?"

Jiang Miaomiao murmured.

It should have been a good thing, but it was too abnormal and made her feel more flustered.

Lu Qiming squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyes like torches.

"Could there be other people in the city, so where did they all gather?"

"possible……"

She was still thinking about the zombies, and the other party suddenly patted her hand.

"Don't think about it, act fast, it won't be easy to leave when they come back."

"Are we leaving?"

"Otherwise? Stay here and starve?"

"……Ok."

Jiang Miaomiao threw the blood-stained towel out, helped Lu Qiming, carried the two bags, put on protective clothing, put a chainsaw on his back, tied the dog with a leash, and headed for the World Trade Center.

Because Lu Qiming's foot was injured, she couldn't ride the bike, and she couldn't carry him, so the two abandoned their bikes and walked.

I didn't even see the shadow of the zombies on the road, which made people horrified. I always felt that there was a huge danger waiting for them in front.

The two people and one dog traveled slowly, and after a short walk for nearly an hour, they finally arrived at the World Trade Center.

This building has more than 80 floors and is a well-known landmark in the city.

It has been abandoned for half a year now, and weeds grow on the open space outside the door. Many glass is unmaintained. It shattered in the wind and rain, exposing a dark window, showing a dilapidated scene.

The two walked into the gate, guarding against zombie attacks, while shuttled through the huge building, looking for the vault that Lu Qiming said.

"Fucky, keep up."

Jiang Rourou liked to smell everywhere, Jiang Miaomiao wanted to help Lu Qiming, unable to hold him, so he pulled the rope in his hand, urging him to follow, and his voice echoed in the lobby.

"Here, it's here."

Lu Qiming pointed to the front and said.

Jiang Miaomiao looked up and saw that there was a fire escape less than ten meters away.

The door was open, and it was shaken by the draughts, and it was shaking to the point of panic.

There were no lights inside, it was terribly dark and narrow.

If there are zombies rushing out, they have no way to escape.

Jiang Miaomiao pinched her thigh, and walked forward bitterly.

Lu Qiming suddenly stopped and looked outside.

"what happened?"

She asked.

"It's raining."

The raindrops fell on the ground, leaving dark small dots.

The dry city quickly became humid, and the sky became gloomy.

Jiang Miaomiao's first reaction was that it was raining, and their solar panels could not be charged, so they needed to save some electricity.

But then they realized that they no longer need to go home.

This is their new home.

The two went down to the negative first floor and found the vault, but still did not encounter zombies during the period.

Lu Qiming took the flashlight and found the vault door. The lock was visible to the naked eye. It was estimated that someone took advantage of the chaos when the zombie broke out.

They crept in, using the light of a flashlight to see the whole picture.

The vault is not big, at most twenty square meters, like a small room.

There are metal walls on all sides, which look very strong.

There is a circle of narrow vents on the top, and shelves are lined up on the ground.

The banknotes on the shelves had been taken away long ago, and several large pink bills were scattered on the ground.

Lu Qiming closed the door, held it with the shelf, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's rest for a while."

The two of them sat on the floor. Lu Qiming felt severe pain in the wound because he walked too far, so he took out a cigarette and smoked.

Jiang Miaomiao always felt incredible when thinking about the quietness along the way.

"Will they evolve IQ, ready to hide and ambush us?"

"So many zombies, ambush two people who add up to less than three hundred catties, so? Don't think about it, those who should come will always come, those who shouldn't come, and we can't wait."

Lu Qiming comforted her, she thought about it, and put aside all the messy thoughts, and checked the environment in the vault with a flashlight.

Jiang Rourou stood in the corner, raising his hind legs to pee on the wall.

She murmured and wanted to say not to sprinkle in the house, but after thinking about it, she can only sprinkle inside, it is too dangerous to go outside.

I was a little excited when I went to the vault for the first time in my life.

Jiang Miaomiao focused on checking, looking forward to discovering treasures, such as gold bars, and fulfilling her desire to become rich before death.

It's a pity to look around and see nothing.

She was tired and returned to Lu Qiming, leaning on his shoulder.

Lu Qiming pinched out the cigarette **** and whispered:

"Take a rest for the night and see the situation tomorrow. If the zombies have not appeared, we will go upstairs to get food."

"Ok."

Jiang Miaomiao opened the bag of steamed buns and shared them with them.

After eating, he closed his eyes to rest, during which Lu Qiming went to the corner to soak in urine.

Jiang Miaomiao began to miss the life in the villa. There was water and electricity, toilet and pot, bed and quilt. What a comfortable and comfortable life.

There is nothing here.

Why does her good life always pass soon?

Ugh.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Miaomiao was awakened when she felt cold in her hips inexplicably.

Reaching out, the palm is full of water.

Did you pee your pants? impossible.

She turned on the flashlight and checked it carefully. She was taken aback and pushed Lu Qiming hard.

"Wake up! Wake up! Why is this room leaking?"

It's almost immersed in the ankle!

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