Natural Disaster: Building Infrastructure in a Post-apocalyptic Town

Chapter 351
Han Yinghe stood aside and praised Grandpa together.In this regard, he is not inferior.

As long as the bottom of the Malatang pot is cooked, adding those side dishes is just a simple matter.

They only need to choose the side dishes, simply put them into the casserole, cook for a few minutes and they will be out of the pot.

At this time, outside the fence door, there was a knock on the door.

Qi Wan looked outside suspiciously, it was almost time to eat, who else would come over at this point.

Han Yinghe ran over bouncingly, opened the fence door, and found that it was Song Junling, and asked strangely:

"Brother, don't you need to eat? Why come here at this point?"

After asking this sentence, Han Yinghe felt that the question was not appropriate, as if he did not welcome him.

"Sorry, what I just said was wrong, let me ask again."

"Excuse me, what's the big brother coming here?"

Song Junling saw Han Yinghe who was in a hurry and covered his mouth, maintaining a friendly smile, and didn't mind his words at all.

There are always times when children are straighter.

"Now it's time for dinner. Today I said that I would invite Mayor Qi to dinner, so I came here."

Han Yinghe turned his head and looked at Qi Wan, "Sister, big brother said he wants to treat you to dinner."

Qi Wan tilted her mouth in doubt, her pretty brows were slightly frowned.

At this point in time?Say please eat?
But Song Junling's posture didn't seem like he was inviting her to dinner, but rather that he was here to grab a meal.

"Are you sure you are here to treat me to dinner?" Qi Wan asked bluntly.

Song Junling raised the corners of his mouth, revealing his eight white teeth, and nodded with an innocent expression on his face.

"Yes, I'm here to invite you to dinner now."

Qi Wan put her five fingers together to indicate the position of his heart, "Did Mr. Song really say this out of conscience?"

Song Junling just smiled, and didn't give a direct answer to this sentence.

Qi Wan rolled her eyes in her heart, this man is really embarrassing.But she accepted such an approach, but only this time.

"The old man has already made Mala Tang. Come over and see if you want to choose something. But this time you agreed to invite me, and now it's you who come to Cengfan, but what it should look like is what it looks like. Wait. Come on, you pay what you should pay. Ah~ These Mala Tang are not for free!"

Song Junling nodded in embarrassment, saying that there is no problem at all.

"Mayor Qi, don't worry, I will definitely give you enough money."

With that said, Song Junling took out a third-level crystal nucleus and placed it on the table.

"This should be enough, if not enough, I will give it."

"By the way, I don't know when you will be free. I would like to treat you to dinner. This time, we will make an appointment in advance."

Qi Wan thought for a moment, and she will go to the capital base tomorrow, and the closest time is tonight.

After the fishing game is over, there is time.

"Tonight." Qi Wan said, "Tomorrow I'm going to the capital base, and I can't tell when I'll be back. There are many things to do."

Song Junling nodded clearly, tonight is fine too.

The malatang made by Uncle Han is very fragrant, whether it is tomato flavor, spicy flavor, or pork bone soup flavor, the whole yard is full of strong flavors.

The weather outside the yard is really too hot. If you open the tent in the yard, the hot wind from outside will blow in and the temperature will increase.

The cold air from the air conditioner in the house will also be blown away, which is really inappropriate.

Qi Wan turned on the range hood first, the smell is too strong, it will make people feel more hungry.

It's so fragrant, the more I smell it, the hungrier I get.

"The old man's craftsmanship is indeed much better. Where the old man used to work, this method is a bit high-end, but it is a bit close to life."

Song Junling smelled the fragrance in the yard. Even though the range hood was turned on, a lot of the smell was sucked away, but it was still very fragrant.

Uncle Han's cooking techniques are very high-end, but the food he makes is really good.Before the end of the world, he had eaten in some private restaurants. The food that Old Man Han made was very similar to the food in those private restaurants.

"I haven't been to any high-end places before, but I just pay more attention to the appearance. The color, fragrance and taste are all that should be possessed by a delicate food. I usually pay attention to the presentation to make the whole dish look better."

Old Man Han waved his hand casually, he was just an ordinary cook in the back kitchen.There is no difference between high-end and high-end, they all eat the same.

Song Junling raised his brows slightly, but did not continue talking about this.

Sitting on the chair, Qi Wan's stomach growled. She didn't have breakfast, and she woke up just in time to come over for lunch.

Uncle Han smiled and put out Qi Wan's Mala Tang, and added some soup from the casserole to make it more delicious.

Qi Wan licked her lips, it was too obvious that she was hungry.

Her eyes were fixed all the time, looking at the Malatang that Old Man Han brought over.

What she wants is the spicy one, and she also likes the tomato one, but today she wants to eat the spicy pork bone soup, the taste is a bit bland, which is not suitable for her today.

Song Junling also chose the spicy flavor, and the side dishes he chose were mostly vegetables and very little meat.

Qi Wan picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and looked at the vegetables on the plate he was holding.

"Mr. Song, don't you like meat?"

Song Junling shook his head lightly, "It's not that I don't like meat, I prefer vegetables. I still eat a little meat, but I don't like it."

Qi Wan nodded clearly, but she herself was also half-ignorant.This is Song Junling's personal diet, she just asked simply, and didn't mean to know more about it.

Song Junling saw that Qi Wan had no intention of continuing, so he packed the dishes he needed.

Uncle Han stood aside, like an audience sitting in the best auditorium.Looking at the vague interaction between the two of them, it reminded him of when he was young.

Han Yinghe sat in his seat, saw the big wolf and the second wolf coming out of the room, walked over enthusiastically, stood beside them quietly, and wanted to talk to them, but they were still very sleepy, so He kept his silence.

Only when Erlang took the initiative to talk to him did he release his pent-up excitement and keep nagging.

"Grandpa, Erlang said that they also want to eat Malatang. They want to eat a lot of meat, no matter what kind of meat it is."

Old Man Han nodded, and selected a lot of meat from the side dishes he had cut.

"What flavor do you want to eat, just ask."

Han Yinghe was very cooperative and worked as a translator, earnestly and patiently asking them what flavor they wanted to eat.

While eating, Qi Wan looked at the big wolf and them.The expression is very gentle, just like looking at a child.

And Song Junling at the side also looked at Qi Wan with the same gaze.

(End of this chapter)