Doomsday B&B

After General Chu left, Qi Yun built a laboratory in the school's underground, which was much larger than the one he had seen outside the Sunshine Base.

Then, after granting Bai Qi'an the appropriate permissions, he said to him:

"Dr. Bai, I've already built this lab. I won't worry about the internal structure; you can handle it yourself. As for the equipment and such, you can figure that out yourself. I've given you the necessary permissions. If you don't know how, just ask Qi Huan. I'm leaving now."

Then Qi Yun got up and left. Sima Kunmeng and Zhou Ziyu looked at each other and wanted to leave as well, but before they could even take a step, Bai Qi'an's voice rang out:

"You two stay with me for the next few days. You can go back after the lab is set up. Okay, go back and hand over your work."

After saying that, he closed his eyes. Helpless, the two had no choice but to hurriedly go back to hand over their work and then quickly return.

Bai Qi'an nodded in satisfaction as he watched the two people return quickly. With Zhou Ziyu's help, he had fully understood how to use the quantum computer. He then ignored Sima Kunmeng and Zhou Ziyu and began to decorate the laboratory using the permissions granted by Qi Yun, while also placing and purchasing some experimental supplies and instruments.

Sima Kunmeng and Zhou Ziyu exchanged a glance, then helplessly found seats and waited.

After a considerable amount of time, Bai Qi'an raised his head, looked at the two 'pieces of wood' in front of him, shook his head helplessly, and said:

"Go, cook for me. If you don't know how, just buy it and put it on the tab. I'll have Old Chu reimburse you later."

Zhou Ziyu, having never done these things before, didn't think much of it and was about to leave. Sima Kunmeng, however, was used to these kinds of things and stopped Zhou Ziyu, asking:

"I don't know what your needs are, or what dietary restrictions you have?"

"Looks like you're not so stupid after all."

"PhD……"

Sima Kunmeng angrily called out to Bai Qi'an.

Bai Qi'an stopped teasing him and said:

"Anything plain is fine, there are no dietary restrictions."

"Okay, what about drinks? What would you like?"

"Juice, any kind of juice is fine, you guys should hurry up and leave."

Bai Qi'an seemed afraid that Sima Kunmeng would ask any more questions, so he quickly stated his needs and began to seduce people.

When Sima Kunmeng heard that Bai Qi'an had already started to manipulate people, he stopped asking questions and then dragged Zhou Ziyu out the door.

As soon as they stepped out the door, Zhou Ziyu said:

"You're quite skilled at this!"

"Then you don't even know what I do? I'm the secretary-general. I may not understand other things, but do you think I don't understand this little thing?"

"That's true. But what do you think about us going to buy him something to eat? You can pay for it from now on. It'll be easier to make a note about it when we get reimbursed."

"Oh, so you understand now?"

"Hmph, I'm also in charge of our team's external affairs, okay? Although I'm not very skilled, I was a student before the apocalypse, so it's already pretty good that I've managed to do this much!"

"Fine, you're good, okay?"

Are you just giving me a perfunctory answer?

"no!"

"So what if I'm just going through the motions? It's better than being called stupid. At least I'm not stupid!"

Zhou Ziyu's words not only contained the word "stupid" twice, but he also emphasized the word "stupid" in his tone, which left Sima Kunmeng feeling helpless. This joke just wouldn't go away.

Fortunately, he had already reached the convenience store entrance, and he quickly went in to buy disposable takeout boxes, cutlery, a thermos, and a small electric cooker for one person.

Zhou Ziyu asked curiously:

"What is this for?"

"You'll know in a minute."

Sima Kunmeng said mysteriously, ignoring Zhou Ziyu's eye roll, and then walked into the self-service hot pot restaurant next door.

Seeing Sima Kunmeng enter the self-service hot pot restaurant made him even more curious, but he also knew that if he asked, he would definitely be rebuffed, so he simply didn't ask and just watched.

After Sima Kunmeng went in, he first took out a large tray and placed it in Zhou Ziyu's hands. Then he took out a bunch of small takeout boxes, arranged them on the tray, and led Zhou Ziyu to the condiment station.

After arriving at the condiment station, Zhou Ziyu put each condiment into the tray, then covered them one by one, put them in a paper bag, and put them away. He then took out a stack of small packing boxes and packed the condiments in them. He repeated this process 10 times until his hands were almost cramping from carrying the trays before he finally gave up packing the condiments.

Then he went to the door and got a bunch of pots, enough for him to make all the soup bases.

After getting the pot, the two found a place to sit down. He took out the thermos and a bunch of large takeout boxes and started packing the soup base.

He first placed a pot under the soup faucet and filled it with clear broth. Then he handed the pot, along with a marker, to Zhou Ziyu and said:

"Pour the soup into a thermos, write down what kind of soup base it is, put the lid on, and leave it aside."

After finishing speaking, he started making other soup bases in a new pot, making all 10 kinds of soup bases, from clear soup, mild spicy, spicy, tomato, mushroom, bone broth, golden broth, butter, and seafood. After filling the insulated container, he started making soup bases for other takeout containers, repeating this process 10 times before stopping.

After preparing the soup base, Zhou Ziyu saw Sima Kunmeng take out a bunch of normal-sized takeout boxes, give him a stack, and say to him:

"Here you go, let's start packing the food. Take the food off the rotating platform, one by one, and fill the boxes with just enough food. Since there are fewer people now, it'll be easier for us to pack. Look, just like this, lay out all the boxes and then take the food one by one. There are 50 kinds of food in total, so we'll just put out 50 packing boxes. Once all the food is taken off, we'll put the lids back on."

He then demonstrated it to Zhou Ziyu, who had no choice but to follow along, asking questions as she arranged the boxes.

"Isn't Mr. Qi losing money by packing up so many condiments and soup base like this?"

Sima Kun shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum, repeatedly denying it:

"No, no, ever since we discovered that people were wasting food, Boss Qi changed the charging method based on everyone's suggestions. The condiments are charged by the spoonful, and different condiments have different prices. The sensor at the condiment station will be removed, and the fee will be deducted every time a condiment is taken."

"And what about the soup base?"

"The soup base is calculated based on the amount of soup base you pour. It is also a sensor device. From the moment the soup base starts pouring out until it stops, the computer will deduct the fee, so there is no possibility that she will lose money."

"And this dish?"

"Didn't you see the different colored skewers? Each color has a different price. You just need to put the skewer in the bucket in front of you and it will automatically calculate the cost."

"Oh fine."

Then the two of them began to diligently serve the food.

Zhou Ziyu also discovered the benefits of this method of packing. After helping Sima Kunmeng pack, he asked Sima Kunmeng for some takeout boxes and packed five portions himself. When he went out to Bai Qi'an's courtyard, he didn't forget to buy a few small electric cookers to keep on hand.