DipNovel Chapter 146 Delicious Meals
Chapter 146 Delicious Meals
Zhao Hai and his group arrived at the woman's house.
The room was warm as spring, with a heated earthen bed burning brightly.
After they entered the house, the woman led the rest of the convoy to rest at other farmers' homes, and Xu Wenchu and the others did not stop them.
However, not everyone in the convoy was a sequence transcendent, and there were also quite a few intelligent people in the convoy who always harbored suspicions about the village.
Even when the villagers invited them to come in for a meal, they refused, preferring to stay in their car eating dry bread rather than take the risk.
After all, the price of taking risks is very high; one wrong move and you could be beheaded.
Before long, the family's meal was ready.
On the kang table were a few simple farm-style dishes and a pot of steaming rice wine. The woman's husband was a kind-hearted middle-aged man who didn't talk much, but kept urging them to eat more.
While dealing with his host's enthusiasm, Xu Wenchu secretly observed the situation.
The food was fine. After checking it, Zhao Hai found no toxins or abnormal ingredients; it was just ordinary farm food. The wine was also ordinary rice wine, with a low alcohol content and a mellow taste.
Immediately, Zhao Hai gave the group a look, then shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no problem with the food and drinks.
After Zhao Hai confirmed it, the group felt reassured and began to eat without worry.
They've been craving this food for a long time.
Although there weren't many dishes on the table, they included classic stir-fried pork with chili peppers as well as some farm-grown vegetables, which were a rare treat for Xu Wenzhu and his group, who hadn't eaten vegetables for months.
It has to be said that the food cooked in the country style is really delicious. If it weren't for the sake of their image, the several extraordinary beings would have started their food-grabbing war again.
There weren't many dishes, but with Zhao Hai and the others around, they quickly devoured them all.
"I didn't know we had guests today, so the dishes aren't as plentiful. Please forgive us!" the honest-looking middle-aged man said apologetically.
"Brother, you're too kind. We're the ones who are bothering you today. Instead, we should be thanking you for preparing such a sumptuous meal to entertain us!" Xu Wenchu said politely.
"That's right, I really have to thank you two for your hospitality today!" Zhao Hai said with a smile, quite satisfied with the meal.
Not only Zhao Hai, but also Su Wanyue, Wang Hu, and the old man thanked the two very politely.
"You're still too kind..."
Then, Zhao Hai and the other four chatted with the couple for a while.
As for Zhou Qingya, Wang Changjin, and the others, they stayed outside and did not go to the villagers' homes for meals. Obviously, they were afraid of encountering strange things or other dangers in the villagers' homes. They did not lack food and there was no need to risk their lives for a meal.
Of course, some people in the convoy, like Xu Wenchu and his group, went to the villagers' homes for a free meal. After returning from the meal, they looked extremely pleased with themselves.
Immediately, they couldn't wait to show off to the other survivors in the convoy.
"Liu Laosan, look at you, have you taken some kind of magic pill?" a middle-aged man who knew him joked, but his eyes were filled with undisguised curiosity.
"An elixir of immortality? That can't compare!" Old Liu plopped down on a bench, pulling out something wrapped in oiled paper from his pocket. He carefully unwrapped it, revealing two golden-yellow roasted sweet potatoes, emitting an enticingly sweet aroma! "Look, this fellow villager insisted on giving them to me! He said they were homegrown, roasted on the heated brick bed, and as sweet as honey!"
The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes permeated the carriage, which was filled with the smell of engine oil, sweat, and cold air, causing a slight commotion and the sound of swallowing.
In this post-apocalyptic world, fresh food is a luxury, let alone cooked food that carries the feeling of "home" and "warmth".
"That's it?" Liu Laosan looked at the eager yet complicated looks in the eyes of the people around him, smacked his lips smugly, and raised his voice a few decibels, "You didn't see the dishes on that table! Steaming hot mixed grain rice, all you can eat! A bowl of cabbage and tofu soup with oil floating on top, and there were even a few slices of smoked meat in it! There was also a small dish of pickled vegetables, so crisp and fresh! That housewife's cooking skills are really good, the taste... tsk tsk, it's almost the same as what my mother used to make."
His description was vivid and detailed, each detail like a small hammer striking the tense and fragile nerves of those who remained behind. Some silently put away the dry, compressed biscuits in their hands, their eyes wandering.
"It wasn't just the food," Li Juan, another young woman who had come to freeload, chimed in. Her face had a long-lost sense of relaxation, and her eyes were even a little moist. "The old lady at that house was so hospitable. She pulled me aside and asked me all sorts of questions, and even poured me hot water to soak my feet. There was a heated earthen bed in the house, so warm that it made me sleepy... I almost forgot that it was snowing heavily outside, and forgot about those terrifyingly eerie things."
Her voice was choked with emotion, a mixture of an almost instinctive longing for and a fleeting immersion in a "normal" life.
"They said they also have a sequence of extraordinary beings, called something like the 'Protection' sequence!" Another teenager squeezed in, his eyes shining. "Yes, yes, yes! It's that Protection sequence extraordinary being. He can prevent the supernatural beings from discovering this village, so he can protect the village and make the vegetables in the fields grow so well! We've really hit the jackpot this time, finding such a great place!"
These boastful words, like pebbles thrown into calm water, stirred up ripples among the survivors in the convoy.
Many survivors who had remained rational before couldn't help but feel a pang of regret upon hearing these people say such things.
If they had gone with them, they could have had fresh vegetables, and maybe even meat! Why didn't I go?
However, many people in the team were not affected by these comments; they would rather skip a meal than risk their lives.
After all, when it comes to one's own life, a good meal is nothing.
"Listen to this," one of the middle-aged men said to the other, his tone laced with undisguised sarcasm, "A few sweet potatoes, a bowl of hot soup, a warm kang (heated brick bed), and they've already stolen your soul. Who knows if there's something else mixed in with these things! You might not even know how you died!"
"that is!"
However, the two of them only dared to talk quietly between themselves. If others heard them, who knows what they would say about them.
The envy in their eyes was impossible to hide...