This is apocalyptic

Chapter 130: 129: The Taste Before the Disaster

Lin Duoduo stuck her head out and admired the zombie's hesitant look.

"Isn't this a very dirty book?"

"It's a very dirty kind of book."

"You have no shame, telling me this."

“…I’m talking about the non-dirty part.”

A book is just a book, how can it be dirty?

Seeing that she refused to let go and was even on guard against him when taking a bath, Bai Xiao got angry and turned around to put the little man he picked up on the windowsill.

The zombie king was telling the story of Jin Ping Mei to humans. It would have been fine if he hadn't been discovered, but he was discovered...

What else can I do?

After placing the picked up figurines by the window and taking a few steps back to look at them, Bai Xiao felt satisfied.

"Do you want that chain? If you don't want it, I'll give it to Sister Qiong." He turned around and said.

"Can you ask for it back after giving it to someone?"

“It doesn’t seem appropriate.”

Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment and hit his head. On the way, he said that Lin Duoduo was mentally ill. In fact, in the past two years since he became a zombie, his changes have been greater than that of this human.

Withdrawing his eyes from the windowsill, he sorted out the things in the car and put the food in the back room.

The back room was tidied up by Lin Duoduo. The supplies took up two rooms. Salt, sugar, vinegar that was still edible, MSG that was not sure if it could be used, milk powder, and canned food were all neatly stacked together, with wooden racks underneath to prevent them from contacting the ground and getting damp.

Lin Duoduo is a very good logistician. Apart from hunting, he basically doesn’t have to do anything at home. If it weren’t for Lin Duoduo, he would probably have become a savage.

After looking at the supplies in the back room, he felt relieved. He took a bottle of red wine from the corner, thought about it and put it back. He then took a can of milk powder. He didn't know if it had gone bad, so he didn't give it to Lin Duoduo, but tasted it himself first.

The zombies outside even eat raw meat, regardless of whether it is raw or cold.

After making a cup of milk powder in the cup, Bai Xiao saw the coffee in the corner that Lin Duoduo had picked up when she first went scavenging two years ago. He opened it, smelled it, and scooped a spoonful of it in.

The brewed milk powder coffee was light brown, very much like cappuccino. He tried to make a latte art but failed, so he went to the utility room on the other side and rummaged around for a long time before finding a small spoon. He poured the milk powder coffee drink into the small cup and stirred it slowly.

Even if he becomes a zombie, he must be elegant. Bai Xiao sat in the courtyard of a ruined mountain village, and his life got better again.

At this moment, there should be a zombie companion to play a game with. In this cold doomsday, we can discuss how to overthrow human tyranny and build a paradise for zombies.

But... Bai Xiao suddenly remembered that he was a traitor and cleaned up a lot of zombies.

But it's no big deal. Now there are neither zombie companions to discuss plans with nor an equally smart zombie king. He is lonely and different. There is only one human who is not afraid of him and helps him to stabilize his sanity.

After taking a few sips and stretching, he continued to move things from the tricycle. He moved all the edibles into Lin Duoduo's back room, and placed the tools in the next room. It had been idle since he moved in in winter. Bai Xiao sorted out the junk that the human had accumulated in the yard, as well as the junk he had picked up, and put them in the empty room next door. The yard immediately became fresh.

The classified arrangement has a neat beauty. On one side is the clean living area, and on the other side is the lush vegetable garden. Although the yard looked clean when Lin Duoduo brought him back, it was only compared with those abandoned houses, and it was very different from today.

The area has expanded three times, and the clean courtyard is just around the corner from the vegetable field next door.

"This is the territory of the Zombie King." Bai Xiao picked up the cup and stirred it.

"What are you drinking?" Lin Duoduo came out of the shower and wiped her hair. She glanced at him, leaned close to the cup and sniffed. There was a very strange smell.

"Cappuccino." Bai Xiao raised the cup to signal.

"speak English."

"Twenty-year-expired milk powder and coffee." "Does it taste good?"

"It's okay, but I don't recommend you to drink it. Be careful of diarrhea." Bai Xiao tasted it carefully. In addition to the taste of milk powder and coffee, there was also a faint stale smell.

This smell might come from milk powder. To verify this hypothesis, he made another cup of pure coffee, and this time there was no stale smell.

"The coffee should be drinkable. Pour a little and try it."

It doesn't matter whether you drink this thing or not. It just lets Lin Duoduo taste something she has never tasted before, a taste from before the disaster. She is also happy to try this thing she has never seen before.

Under Bai Xiao's guidance, she added some sugar, took a sip while holding the cup, and frowned, "It's not as delicious as sugar water. Is this what people drank before the disaster?"

"This is often equivalent to...fodder for cattle and sheep, so you don't feel tired when you work."

"Is that so?" Lin Duoduo took another sip, frowned again, and poured the rest into the Zombie King's cup, "Then drink more."

This is just a barbarian.

Lin Duoduo watched him finish the cup and shook her head. The zombie's taste was too perverted.

"You can bring some to Aunt Qian. She should be very happy." Bai Xiao said.

Every time he went into the city to explore the downtown area, Lin Duoduo had to borrow Aunt Qian's gun and guard him from a high-rise building to prevent any accidents.

Lin Duoduo seemed to be thinking about something. Aunt Qian, who lived before the disaster, should like this drink made before the disaster.

"Will she die from drinking?" she asked.

“It’s okay to have less.”

Bai Xiao tasted the coffee that had been expired for twenty years. It tasted pretty good. In fact, he couldn't taste any spoilage at all. "She will make her own decision." He didn't finish this sentence. As the winter passed, Aunt Qian became older and older. A few more or less days, the old woman would make her own decision. She knew better than Lin Duoduo whether expired things were normal or not.

Lin Duoduo scooped two spoonfuls of coffee and put it in a small bottle, as well as some wine and canned food and sent them to Aunt Qian.

Bai Xiao didn't say it, but Lin Duoduo herself knew it. After struggling for so many years after the disaster, many people were waiting to die. There was no such thing as food and daily necessities. Having nothing, the most painful thing was to starve to death at home.

This is life after a disaster, and this is life in ruins. Everyone has gone through this.

Aunt Qian sat next to the vegetable garden with a small hoe in her hand. When she saw the red wine and coffee that Lin Duoduo brought, the wrinkles on her face smoothed out.

“You have a great harvest.”

There was a hint of memories in her eyes, and she didn't care about the noise coming from the room.

Lin Duoduo knew that it was Uncle Cai in the room.

"You are also wearing a necklace?" Aunt Qian saw Lin Duoduo's neck.

"I took it from a zombie. It will bring you luck if you carry it with you." Lin Duoduo took it out and showed it to her.

Aunt Qian just smiled and looked behind her, "That person didn't come?"

"He won't come."

Lin Duoduo opened the small bottle. "He said you might like it. It's called...it's called..."

"coffee."

"Yes, coffee, quite bitter." said Lin Duoduo.

"It's been overdue for 20 years. How can it not be bitter?"

(End of this chapter)