Waste Wood Will Start Counterattack Today

  Chapter 153 Who is this

Ling Zijue herself didn't recognize this place anymore. She looked at the large fence in front of it that looked like a prairie tribe, as well as the simple work sheds and round yurts inside the fence. She was surprised to ask the driving ahead. Xue Dashou,

   "I didn't go to the wrong place, did I? What place is this? Is it our base?"

  "This is our base."

  Xue Dashou drove the car, and the iron fence in front had the function of automatic lifting. When the front of the car approached the iron fence, the upper door would rise by itself, allowing a passage for Xue Dashou to drive in.

  He explained to Ling Zi while driving:

   "Because more and more teams of supernaturalists come here, these teams are getting more and more together, and their popularity is getting stronger and stronger. Out of demand, this place has gradually developed into this look."

  And this development didn't take long. Ling Zi and Jian Shuisu only went to Xiangcheng for a total of 20 days. In less than half a month, this place had developed into a gathering place of this size.

  Since the non-governmental team will be stationed here for a long time, they have to eat and drink. At the beginning, they brought their own tents, and when they were tired of fighting monsters, they went back to their tents to sleep.

  Later, because there were too many people with supernatural powers, the safety of this place became higher and higher. When the basic survival was guaranteed, the demand for human accommodation slowly climbed up.

  The private team from Gaoba took the lead in requesting Niujiaoxiang to build simple sheds for them to improve their accommodation environment.

   Then countless private teams followed suit.

  Wait for Ling Zi and Jian Shuisu, and when they returned to the edge of the mutant forest after more than twenty days, a gathering place for survivors like a small tribe had been built there.

   Xue Dashou drove the car, speeding all the way on the green grass, passing through the large yurts and simple work sheds outside the car window, and stopped in front of a building that looked like a factory.

  Ling Zi leaned on the side of the car window and looked out. This factory was built with stones. Unlike those simple sheds and yurts, it is obvious that this stone factory has a big effect.

   Thinking like this, she saw a lot of people walking into this stone factory building with a basin in their hands, looking like a guy eating.

Some people’s rice bowls are made of iron, and some people’s rice bowls are made of wood. Some are as big as a washbasin, and some are very small, like a small bowl that can be placed in one palm. Down.

   So Ling Zi asked curiously:

  "What are they doing here with these guys eating?"

  "Going to eat, it’s time for dinner, so the most people go to the cafeteria at this time."

   Xue Dashou explained to Ling Zi, rubbing his stomach, obviously, his stomach is also hungry.

In this fixed gathering place for survivors that has just developed, at the beginning, everyone did their own food, and once in a while, these savvy private groups found an organization called "siheyuan" that would provide it to that Some men in Niujiaoxiang have lunch.

  Boxed lunch! !

  So these teams of supernatural powers, as if they had discovered a new world, began to contact Ling Ada and Ling Xiaoer, and asked the courtyard to contract their lunch. As a result, since the Siheyuan contracted the lunch boxes for some of the supernatural team of Gaoba and theirs, the supernaturalists who came and went freely in the mutant monster piles no longer looked down on the food made by the people in their team.

  That is simply not for human consumption!

  Except for barbecue and stew, the food they make has no other tricks and tasteless.

On the other hand, the box lunches made by the courtyard houses have meat and vegetables, and the taste of that meat, all kinds of fried, fried, steamed, stir-fried, and boiled. Every day, they will be turned over and cooked for them, even if the courtyards use the lowest level. The mutant beast ingredients, these supernaturalists don’t have the slightest energy to replenish them, but who makes the box lunch in the courtyard taste good? They are just good, so what?

  So, the folk teams who came to the edge of the mutant forest later did not cook their own meals, but directly bought the box lunches sold by the courtyard house.

Slowly, when the level of food is improved, the requirements of those superhuman teams have also increased. Some superhuman teams will take out the meat of their own privately-held middle and high-level mutant beasts and ask the courtyard to make it for them. , Steamed, fried, fried, boiled, fried. As long as you can make them taste and flavor, whatever is good.

Soon, private custom small kitchens began to rise, and every team began to request private customization, which not only satisfies the appetite, but also improves their own supernatural energy, even if they have to spend more manual fees for it. Siheyuan. They are all willing.

  Because of the hot demand, the courtyard house also employed some idle labor in the abandoned pit, and built a large canteen in this gathering place for survivors.

  There are large pots of rice in this canteen, as well as various private custom-made small kitchens, which are open 24 hours a day to the private groups in the gathering place.

  As long as someone comes in this big canteen, they can eat all kinds of delicious meals.

  Following Xue Dashou’s explanation, he parked the car in a fixed parking space next to the canteen, where several off-road vehicles of various colors were already placed.

  Ling Xiaoer was standing next to these off-road vehicles, with his hands on his waist, frowning, watching Xue Dashou walk off the off-road vehicle.

   "Second Miss."

  Xue Dashou ran to Ling Xiaoer very happily, stretched out his hand, hugged Ling Xiaoer's waist, and turned around in a circle.

  Obviously, it was only four or five days away. Xue Dashou seemed to have not seen Ling Xiaoer for many years, and Ling Zi's goose bumps fell off the ground with enthusiasm.

  Ling Xiaoer was turned a few times by Xue Dashou, and finally put it on the ground, she asked in the first sentence:

   "Where did the car come from here?"

   Then, they saw Ling Zi and Jian Shuisu stepping down from the powder car.

  Ling Zi raised her hand and greeted Ling Xiaoer, who had not seen her for almost a month, and said with a wicked smile:

  "Boss Xue gave you this car, second sister, does it look good?"

  Speaking, Ling Zi raised her hand and patted the pink car shell.

  Xue Dashou grinned, holding Ling Xiaoer in his arms, saying:

   "I think you have to work hard every time you walk here from home. So I bought a car for you."

  He said this, Ling Xiaoer's frowning brows loosened again. She looked at Xue Dashou with a tender smile on her face, and said with joy:

   "I like it as long as you send it, thank you, I really like it."

   "Ah, I can't stand it."

   Seeing the two of him with such glue-like appearances, Ling Zi shuddered, stretched out her hand, pulled over Jian Shuisu’s sleeve, walked into the cafeteria, and whispered to Jian Shuisu as he walked:

   "I can't stand it anymore. Is this all the people who fall in love? How can they be sticky?"

   "Isn't it normal?"

  Jian Shuisu raised his arms, embraced Ling Zi, half-pushed and half-hugged her and walked into the canteen.

   "Your second sister and Boss Xue are called Slimy Lian? You haven't seen a sticky one. Now I will let you know what is really slimy."

   "Go away, go away, I don't want to be sticky with you."

Ling Zi smiled and pushed Jian Shuisu a hand, broke free from his arms, jumped a little away, and quickly ran away from Jian Shuisu, separated from him by a table, and picked up a piece of the table. Cai Yezi turned towards Jian Shuisu.

   Then smiled and turned around and ran to the front of a shop window selling mutant meat Mala Tang to order some Mala Tang.

  Jian Shuisu saw her walking towards this stall, and turned around to a window selling sugar, oil and papaya.

  He and Ling Zi’s tastes are always different. Jian Shuisu especially likes to eat this kind of sweet food. Since eating sugar-oil baba in the abandoned pit, Jian Shuisu has always loved this kind of food.

Ling Zi especially likes to eat hot and sour, spicy, and spicy things. The two of them don’t have to say it. It’s almost two years after the day and night. This tacit understanding is still different. Now they are going to buy their own, and they are finished. After that, take their own food and gather to eat together.

  While Ling Zi lined up to buy mala tang, in front of her, a gentle-looking man turned his head and asked Ling Zi Junyi with a polite and polite smile.

  "Are you Miss Ling Si from the courtyard house?"

  Ling Zi didn’t know this man, she still had half a black and gold beast head mask on her face, so she looked at the man in front of her and nodded, and replied:

"I'm."

   "My name is Lianzhi, I am a gold-type superpower." Following the lined up line, Lianzhi took a step forward, and proactively talked with Ling Zipan:

  "Do you like spicy food too? We both have similar tastes. It's a fate."

  There are more people with similar tastes in this world. Is this destiny?

  Ling Zi couldn't help but stunned the sentence standing in front of her. She didn't say aloud, just pressed her lips.

  It seemed that Ling Zi didn’t like to talk to strangers very much, so she turned aside, got out of her line, gave her position to Ling Zi, and said:

   "Miss Ling Si, you can come ahead of me."

  Ling Zi waved her hand, saying that she was just queuing up normally, and she didn't need others to give way to her.

  Where did you know, the one who even explained:

"For those of us who are wandering in the last days, it is not easy to find such a place. It is all the credit of your courtyard. It's okay, Miss Ling Si, you can just go ahead of me. The spicy soup sold in this window is delicious. It’s the best shop window in the whole cafeteria. It’s really going to be queued for you. Maybe everything is sold out."

  Speaking, Lian Zhi simply took a big step back and was directly at the back of the line.

  He didn't seem to be too entangled with Ling Zi, he seemed to be polite and courteous to the girl, which made Ling Zi feel embarrassed to force him back to where he should be.

   can only bend over, looking back at the team's final streak.

Lian Zhichong Lingzi smiled, gentle and well-educated. He wanted to use his handsome appearance, such good cultivation, and his status as a high-level gold-type supernatural power, I am afraid that there is no Which woman can escape his charm, right?

However, when Ling Zi finished buying Mala and Tang walked past him, she didn't even glance at him. Instead, she took a large handful of Mala Tang, walked to the table where Jian Shuisu was sitting, and sat on Jian Shuisu. Opposite.

   "A little white face struck up a conversation with you just now."

  Jian Shuisu was eating sweet and greasy sugar-oiled cakes, while watching Ling Zi who was sitting in front of him feasting.

Ling Zi was taken aback, looked at the window where Jian Shuisu was buying sugar, oil and papaya, and then at the shop window where she was lining up selling mala Tang. The two windows were separated by more than half of the cafeteria, and Jian Shuisu actually paid attention to who was talking to her. Not accosting?

   So Ling Zi asked Jian Shuisu,

   "Even who said a few words to me, you know that, you can't just buy something to eat? Why are you so concerned about me?"

   "I don't follow you, who do I follow? I am your dog."

What Jian Shuisu said was taken for granted. He stretched out his hand and picked the bamboo stick in his hand, picking away the Mala Tang that Ling Zi was about to bring to her mouth, and put it directly into her mouth, smacking her mouth, eating with relish. .

   Opposite Ling Zi, watching Jian Shuisu’s childish behavior, angry and funny,

  "You don’t like spicy food, why do you grab my food?"

  "Who said I don’t like it anymore? I didn’t like it before, but now I like everything. I like to eat all the spicy ones."

   "Okay, someone said a few words to me, and I didn't respond to him much, you look like you are."

  Ling Zi stretched out her hand, picked up a piece of sugar oil cake in Jian Shuisu’s bowl with the bamboo stick in her hand, and ate it with gusto, and said to Jian Shuisu:

   "I like sweets too. Let's get fat together."

  After finishing speaking, Ling Zi also deliberately bit the sugar oil cake on a large bamboo stick, Jian Shuisu couldn't help laughing.

He shook his head. This little girl is too beautiful. Now Ling Zi is in contact with more and more people. She is getting bigger and bigger. She is rich and capable. Of course, there will be all kinds of men from her. Come out of life and show her courtesy.

  Jian Shuisu felt that he should be calm, and calm down a little bit, otherwise the days in the future will be so long, and he can't finish his jealousy.

  In the corner of the dining hall, Lianzhi was sitting with a group of supernatural beings, staring at Ling Zi in the distance.

  Beside him, a talented person who had just met for a while, stretched out his hand, touched Lianzhi, followed Lianzhi's gaze, and landed on Ling Zi's body, saying:

   "Brother, what are you looking at? Who is this?"

  Ling Zi’s popularity is also limited to Niujiao Lane. Because she rarely appears in the abandoned pit, even the rich people who came out of the abandoned pit are not familiar with Ling Zi.

  I really need to inquire carefully. It is probably this girl who was signed by Jiang Duo once, but before Ling Zi went to work under Jiang Duo, Jiang Duo and his first-class bar just belched.

  As for more, it is not known what Ling Zi is so good about.

  (End of this chapter)