Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

Putting the agreement together, Jiang Miaomiao was very curious about one thing.

"Where did you come from? How did you find this place? Didn't the zombies chase and bite you?"

Lu Qiming said, "I walked all the way from City C."

City C is dozens of kilometers away from here, but it's not far, but it takes days and nights to walk.

There were all zombies on the way. How could he come over unscathed?

Jiang Miaomiao didn't believe it, "Did you come with some team? I don't believe you can walk this far alone."

He is in good shape, and his strength is probably not small, but he has no weapons on him, not even a fruit knife.

There are no abilities in this book, and the zombies have strong fighting power. Unless humans follow the army, they are just being crushed and beaten.

Lu Qiming shrugged and continued to chew his pork shop, it didn't matter whether she believed it or not.

Jiang Miaomiao snatched it over.

"You are not allowed to eat, you have exceeded your quota today."

"you……"

She took out the agreement, pointed to the first one and said:

"Have you seen it? No more than five hundred grams a day. You ate at least five kilograms of me today."

A dim light flashed in Lu Qiming's black eyes, and his voice was faintly threatening.

"You should know, really start, I hit you like a chicken. Right?"

Jiang Miaomiao is very confident about this.

If he is the kind of person who admires the weak and feeds on the weak and can kill people in order to survive, and kills her as early as when he first came in, why wait until now?

Unless... he wants to imprison her as X desire vent...

She shuddered suddenly, covering her face to A.

"I warn you not to play hooligans!"

Lu Qiming: "... Neuropathy."

If you don't eat, don't eat, he goes to sleep.

Lu Qiming walked upstairs, Jiang Miaomiao thought of one thing, and said afterwards:

"You are not allowed to sleep in my bed, nor can you enter my room at will, and sleep in the guest room."

"There is no quilt."

"Wait."

She went to the bedroom to get a pillow, and Xia Liang was thrown to him.

"Here you are, see how generous I am."

Lu Qiming held the quilt in disbelief, "It's March now."

Let him sleep in a cool quilt in summer, won't he freeze to death at night.

Jiang Miaomiao expressed embarrassment, "I know, but I have prepared so many quilts, I can't give you what I use. You are much stronger than me, and you can definitely survive."

Lu Qiming was speechless and walked into the guest room to stand tall.

Jiang Miaomiao finally arranged everything. In order to reward herself, she lay on the bed and opened the e-book for half an hour.

She woke up early today and had a rare busy day, so she fell asleep after reading the book and did not wake up until the evening.

The sunset was dim, there were no lights in the villa, and in the faint light of the living room, she saw a figure sneaking into the basement.

At that moment, Jiang Miaomiao thought it was a zombie who broke in, and when he was about to turn his head and ran, he remembered that he had adopted a new "big dog".

She turned on the flashlight, followed the other side and asked:

"what are you going to do?"

The light was dazzling, and Lu Qiming raised his hand to block his eyes.

"Take things to cook."

"Your quota is used up."

He changed his words steadfastly: "I'll cook for you."

"Thank you, I will do it myself."

Jiang Miaomiao refused mercilessly, went into the basement and took some auxiliary materials to cook noodles.

Lu Qiming stood by and watched eagerly. After a while, he completely gave up and went to the window to smoke.

The white smoke curled up, and the evening glow stained his skin golden. Because of his high nose and deep eyes, he looked pretty good.

When the noodles came out of the pot, Jiang Miaomiao walked to him with a bowl.

A few zombies were wandering outside the window. She pointed at one of them with chopsticks and said:

"Do you think it is handsome?"

"Which?"

"The one with the hat, dressed very damp, and has white skin. It is estimated that he was either a rich second-generation or a star. If it hadn't been chewed off half of his face, it would definitely be the corpse among the zombies."

Lu Qiming looked at her in surprise.

She touched her face, "What's wrong? My face hasn't been gnawed away, so how about staring at it like this?"

He shook his head, "No, I just think..."

Now is the end, who is not running for life desperately?

Along the way, he has seen countless life and death fights with you and me, and humanity is so humble and worthless at this special moment.

Food, water, weapons, medicine... these things are more important than human lives in the eyes of some people.

Only when I arrived at her, the world suddenly changed from a dark and **** action film to a leisurely and tranquil landscape documentary.

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly said, "Here is another newcomer."

He looked up, and he saw a big fat zombie staggering into the yard, a ho-ho piercing sound from his rotting mouth.

"Dajin chain big watch, it's either a nouveau riche or a rapper, the shirt is still GUCCI... Hey, it's cruel to get bitten like this in the butt..."

She was holding a bowl of noodles and sucking, watching the new zombie nagging, just like an old lady talking.

In less than three minutes, the zombie had a new name-Golden Half-Butt.

Lu Qiming asked, "Aren't you afraid of them coming in?"

"afraid."

"Then what did you prepare?"

Jiang Miaomiao was asked, but she was not prepared.

"It hurts to be bitten to death, do you want to kill yourself with gas?"

She has seen it on the Internet before that after inhaling gas, she will be poisoned and coma. If she continues to inhale it after coma, she will die.

The state of death will not be too good-looking, and it is easy to incontinence. But compared to the pain of being bitten to death, obviously the former is much easier to accept.

It's just that this time is not easy to master.

It would be too late to wait for the zombies to rush in. If the zombies did not come in, she would die. It is a pity that so many supplies have not been used up.

Lu Qiming looked at her admiringly, "It's not easy for you to live until now. Really, cherish it."

He finished his last cigarette, pinched the cigarette **** out of the window, and went to sleep in the guest room.

Jiang Miaomiao slept all afternoon and couldn't sleep. After eating, as usual, turn on the flashlight and practice with the painting.

It is early spring and the temperature is very low at night.

She was wearing thick coral velvet pajamas, and her hands were cold after less than half an hour of painting.

Lu Qiming has only one chubby time, covered with a summer cool quilt, will he catch a cold?

She looked at the two thick quilts on her bed, and hesitated whether to give him one. Forget it after thinking about it, he is not a wood, he can't bear to speak.

One night passed.

The next day was a good day, the golden sun shone through the windows, and the tea trees in the yard blossomed.

If there are no zombies wandering outside, I really want to go out for a walk.

After washing, Jiang Miaomiao went downstairs and found that Lu Qiming had gotten up and was doing push-ups on the floor of the living room.

I have to say that his scene is really a beautiful scenery.

Lu Qiming also saw her, immediately stopped, and asked expectantly: "What do you eat in the morning?"

She smacked her lips twice.

"Eating noodles every day, I almost vomit, let's cook porridge."

She has a lot of salted duck eggs.

"Ok, cook more."

When Lu Qiming finished speaking, she was going to exercise again. She grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Where are you going? Wash rice and cook."

"I?"

"Well, it's clearly written in the agreement. All housework is yours, and cooking is also housework. If you are not married to men and women, I don't need you to wash the clothes, and you have to prepare meals."

Lu Qiming smiled bitterly, "You are still really welcome, do you use me as a nanny?"

"You think too much, the nanny is paid."

She, Huang Shiren, is only responsible for covering food and accommodation.

Lu Qiming started washing rice and cooking porridge, Jiang Miaomiao went back to the bathroom to wash clothes.

The washing machine is useless, so I can only rub it by hand. She was lazy, so she poured some laundry detergent and rubbed it casually, and she hung it by the window to dry.

The weather is so good, it should be aired outside, it is best to dry the quilt, so that it is warm at night.

It's just that the eyes of the zombies are not good, if you think that someone is squatting there, climbing up to find food and destroying the window, it will not be worth the gain.

Go downstairs after washing your clothes. The porridge is already cooked. It contains salted eggs and ham, which tastes particularly delicious.

Only one very important thing is missing.

Jiang Miaomiao regretted it: "I should have planted two pots of spring onions."

It's best to have lettuce, carrots, potatoes, tomatoes, cucumbers, and two chickens to lay eggs all over the world, and a cow to milk and drink.

Woo, she hasn't eaten fresh food for a long time since the refrigerator was dead.

Lu Qiming drank two bowls in one breath and wiped his mouth.

"You are very particular."

"Maybe I will die someday, so I can't treat my mouth badly."

She took a sip of the porridge, tasted it carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.

"You are a good craftsman, you used to be a cook?"

Lu Qiming laughed, and went down the ass, "Yes, it's the cook."

Jiang Miaomiao patted him on the shoulder.

"I will leave the burden of cooking to you in the future. Don't let me down, boy."

Lu Qiming wanted to roll his eyes, but suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity, and asked:

"Can I eat more? I work hard to cook for you. You can't let me starve to death."

Jiang Miaomiao tangled up.

It’s a question whether it’s important to eat well or to eat well.

After thinking about it for a long time, she endured the pain and said, "Well, eat 100 grams more every day."

Lu Qiming picked up a piece of ham and bite it inch by inch with his front teeth, apparently mocking her for not stuffing her between her teeth enough.

Jiang Miaomiao asked: "Then how much do you want?"

"Eat and drink. Of course, if I ate all the food someday, I will also go outside to find food for you."

"No, you can just turn on the gas for me then."

She would rather die than suffer outside.

After breakfast, Lu Qiming used a bucket as a barbell to train his biceps in the living room.

Jiang Miaomiao sat beside the coffee table, spreading out the pen and paper, and continued to copy her pig farming encyclopedia.

After copying, she couldn't help but recall the taste.

Pork, how fragrant.

It can be made of braised pork, twice-cooked pork, steamed pork, sweet and sour pork loin, boiled pork slices, fish-flavored pork shreds, fried pork with chili pepper, and pork with pickled vegetables. You can also make braised pork ribs, garlic pork ribs, pork liver soup, stir-fried kidneys...

Lu Qiming looked at her inexplicably.

"If you practice calligraphy, then practice calligraphy. What do you drool for?"

She wiped her saliva and glared at him, trying to get some beef jerky to relieve her greed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, a warm current rushed out of her body, and the familiar feeling made her head stunned, and she didn't dare to move while standing still.

Lu Qiming became more confused and put down the bucket and came to her.

"What's the matter? The corpse is going to change?"

"Give, give me paper..."

He handed her the paper on the coffee table, and she rushed upstairs in her arms without looking back.

Lu Qiming frowned and lowered his head to find two drops of bright red liquid on the chair.

In the bathroom, Jiang Miaomiao was sitting on the toilet holding a paper, feeling very regretful, extremely regretful.

She even has two bottles of toilet cleaner, so why did she forget to buy aunt's towel? !

The original text did not say that female characters would normally come to the aunt!