eurekapd Chapter 149
Chapter 149
The man slung the long knife back on his back:
"No, my brother doesn't have a car that can be started with peanut oil at the moment."
Ni Yangzhou smiled awkwardly, secretly cursing himself for his negligence.
"I'll think of a way. You go in first."
Ni Yangzhou couldn't help much by staying there, so he slipped back into the space.
Yin Jiazhu looked at the young man who disappeared out of thin air, walked closer, and tied the enamel quilt back into the scarf around his chest.
Ni Yangzhou in the space was completely unaware.
At this time, he was worried about the supplies in the yard.
Stocking up is fun, but tidying up the crematorium is a pain.
The heavy shelves were brought in and carefully arranged in a row against the courtyard wall, but the things were piled all over the floor.
Ni Yangzhou resigned himself to his fate and rolled up his sleeves and started moving things up one by one.
While moving, Ni Yangzhou smelled a foul odor.
It is vague, but it does exist.
Isn't it non-deteriorating? How can it be bad?
Ni Yangzhou put down the bottle of mineral water in his hand, followed the smell and found the source of the smell.
Several boxes with pictures of fruits and some blue logistics baskets.
This is……
"My fruits and vegetables—"
Ni Yangzhou was just about to reach out to check, but he quickly pulled out an axe and came over, slowly lifting the lid of the box. The unique rotten smell finally found a hole to dissipate through and floated out. The scent was so strong that it felt like hundreds of stink bugs exploding in front of his face at the same time.
Ni Yangzhou pinched his nose and dared not breathe, his heart was bleeding.
"Banana, bayberry, durian, water spinach..."
Ni Yangzhou looked at them one by one based on his memory. Many of the plants had rotted away and were piled up together, making it difficult to distinguish their original forms.
Are they all mutated plants?
Ni Yangzhou jumped over the rotten box, rummaged back and finally found the seeds that he had bought at a high price.
All good, fresh and healthy.
Ni Yangzhou couldn't figure it out, so he just piled up the rotten fruits and vegetables and continued to sort out the supplies.
It was unknown how long it had been, but Ni Yangzhou, who was so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms, heard noises from the outside world.
At that time, Yin Jiazhu was calling his name.
"Zhou Zhou, come out for dinner."
"Ah, okay big brother."
Ni Yangzhou looked at the yard which was now much tidier and with more land freed up, and nodded with a sense of accomplishment.
Outside the space, Yin Jiazhu, who was sitting under a tree, took the cup off his chest and placed it upright on a cushion.
"call--"
When Ni Yangzhou came out, he found a soft cushion under his butt and in front of him was a long table with four boxes stacked on top of it. Under the tree, branches and leaves were drooping slightly, decorated with big flowers. On the table were four hot dishes and a soup, and even a platter of fruit cut into small pieces.
"Snail Little——"
What he was about to say came to an abrupt end. Ni Yangzhou looked at the tall man opposite him with his eyes lowered, and changed his words stiffly:
"Good brother."
Yin Jiazhu did not comment on Ni Yangzhou's awkward wording, but just handed over a pair of chopsticks as usual.
Ni Yangzhou took a bite of sweet and sour pork and asked: "Is there a kitchen in the garage?"
The sweet and sour smell rushed into the young man's nose, alleviating the sense of smell that almost made him faint when he was sorting things out just now.
"No."
Yin Jiazhu watched the other person eat a few bites before slowly picking up his chopsticks.
Ni Yangzhou looked up at the tree and found that the safety rope he used when coming down in the morning had been collected, rolled up and put aside. Yin Jiazhu went upstairs to cook again and somehow brought it down.
The sunlight was golden, making the surface of the West Lake beef soup glow faintly. It was almost evening.
All the usable supplies around were laid out and put aside, along with several large barrels filled with liquids, their semi-transparent outlines faintly visible.
"The amount we can draw from other cars is not much, so we have to find a place to replenish it."
"Brother is awesome!"
Having solved the big worry in his mind, Ni Yangzhou was happy to take another big mouthful of rice.
"If I hadn't come to find you, how would you have gone?"
Yin Jiazhu ate elegantly, without moving his chopsticks much, but he had almost finished his food. Now he was looking slowly at the young man who was eating heartily.
"Go by car."
"Do you have a driver's license?"
His own words backfired on him.
Ni Yangzhou shook his head. The original owner didn’t have it.
"It's the end of the world now, it doesn't matter whether there is one or not..."
Yin Jiazhu nodded, "It doesn't matter."
"That's it."
Ni Yangzhou stuffed another mouthful of food.
"Do you have a car?"
The young man looked up and said, "I had a small electric donkey, but I sold it. I don't have a car anymore, so I plan to wait for the right time and find a suitable empty car."
In a normal society, there is no such thing as a suitable "empty car".
What kind of car would be "empty"?
——The kind where the owner of the car died.
No one spoke for a moment.
Ni Yangzhou waited for a few seconds and continued eating.
The tenderloin is smooth and tender, golden in color, and the braised beef is very flavorful. The rich soup flows down the throat into the stomach, full of aroma.
After taking another bite of roast duck and another bite of squirrel mandarin fish, Ni Yangzhou suddenly stopped eating and asked, "Brother, why are there only meat dishes?"
Ni Yangzhou took a closer look and found that there was not even any onion, ginger or garlic.
Yin Jiazhu, who had been sitting, looked over and suddenly asked something completely unrelated:
"Zhouzhou, have you ever killed anyone?"