Chapter 18 The Fourth Day of the Wasteland(2/2)
Gunpowder is a delicate thing. Somo has not found a place to store it yet, so he has to put it in the inventory first.
Take out the vegetable bag and pour a 250g bag of four or five kinds of vegetables into the remaining bread soup.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
In the small shelter, there is a delicate fragrance mixed with the fragrance of vegetables everywhere.
Oreo was already obediently lying on the side of the pot, staring intently at the vegetable bread soup in the pot, and the pieces of food fell out of his mouth and dripped on the ground.
"Sprinkle some seasoning and take out the pan!"
As an authentic old Shaanxi, it is not Somo's habit to eat such bland things.
Taking out the chili powder he had searched for in the ruins, Somo poured some down in distress.
Suddenly, the numbing aroma of chili mixed with the fragrance of bread soup, mixing into a spicy and delicious taste.
Somo took a deep breath, moved the pot to the stove next to him, and prepared to cook it.
"Haha, haha, ow, woo woo woo"
Oreo loosened his nose and lay on the ground, impatient.
"You little snack..."
Sumo smiled and shook his head, lifted the pot, poured half of it into the Oreo basin, and took the rest as ordered.
The soup cooked in the ground pot has a smokey smell that is hard to taste in the city.
The soft crumbs melt in your mouth as soon as you touch them.
Somo chewed very carefully, including every vegetable stick. When he closed his eyes, he felt like he was back in the civilized era.
"It would be great if I could have a meal like this every day from now on!"
One person and one dog have a full meal.
By the time I finished eating and washing the pots and stoves, the sun was already rising outside and the early morning chill had all been dispelled. It was a good time to go out and work.
Chapter completed!