Especially the TV hanging on the wall is simply amazing, how can it be so thin?

Where is this place? What is the technological strength?

Just when she was confused, Liu Ziru handed her the remote control she had watched for more than ten years of watching LCD TV, and also put a bowl of soup on the table.

"This is not expensive, either," Liu Ziru said.

Hearing that he didn't have money, Christina felt that the guy in front of him who spoke obscure old-time language had become cute.

"What kind of soup is this?" she asked.

"Seaweed Egg Flower Soup." Liu Ziru said.

Christina knows what seaweed is, but the radiation in the sea is not low, so of course the seaweed grows cannot be eaten.

She carefully tested the radiation in the soup. The radiation did not exceed the standard, so she used a spoon to serve the soup with confidence.

She put the spoon into her mouth and held the soup slightly muddy in her mouth.

In an instant, the whole world bloomed!

tasty!

Apart from these two words, Christina can't find any other words to describe.

In fact, she didn't say anything, and drank the whole bowl of seaweed egg flower soup.

She raised her head and raised the bowl, waited for the last drop of soup to drip into her mouth, and then ate all the seaweed at the bottom of the bowl with a spoon.

After looking at the bottom of the empty bowl, she even wanted to lick it and lick it clean.

Liu Ziru took a break from his busy schedule to catch a glance at Christina's appearance, shook his head and smiled, "It's really a saving." While shaking his head, he threw the used can into the trash can.

"Plop!"

The sound was not small, and the old floor seemed to tremble.

The setting sun shone into the store, and the dust between the gaps in the floor gushed out into a bunch of panics. They were like a group of panicked elves wandering in the air, disorderly, messy, but full of beauty.

Liu Ziru lowered his head and found that Christina, who was about to lick the bowl just now, reached his feet again. He asked in a language that Christina could understand, "Do you like the floor so much?"

Christina didn't pay attention to what Liu Ziru said. Her focus was not on this. She held high the can that Liu Ziru had just thrown down, as if she was holding a torch.

"A waste!" Christina raised her head and said, glaring at Liu Ziru.

The wasteland visitors in the store obviously noticed this scene. They turned their heads and looked here, but there was no intention of disturbing them.

Recently, the uncle wearing a Western cowboy hat was shaking his wine glass with his arms on the table with one hand on the table, looking like the protagonist of the Western movie. Unfortunately, this is not a tavern, it is not a big America, and the wine in the glass is not whiskey, but Red Star Erguotou.

Liu Ziru continued to shake his head. It was not the first time he saw a new visitor from the wasteland, but the only one on the ground in front of him was so exaggerated.

In the past, newcomers who came in from outside the door felt that they were wasted when they saw the behavior in the store. However, no one took action to stop them. Because, compared to whether to waste or not, it is more important to ensure their safety before they can understand the situation.

"Do you want this can? Let's do it for you." Liu Ziru took a few steps back and continued to get busy.

Christina climbed up from the ground, not carving her body. She took out something similar to a carving knife from her backpack. She turned a can into two round pieces and a regular rectangular metal piece.

It is not surprising that the wastelands around are common, and so is Liu Ziru. For the wasteland people, this is just a basic skill that must be mastered.

In that radiation-filled world, it is impossible to say that resources are scarce, but industrial products only have stocks and fewer increments. The more they use, the less they are, the more precious they are. Often, in the eyes of modern people, things that are garbage are precious materials for them.

After Christina disassembled it, she felt a little scared. She suddenly remembered that she didn't know where this place was, so how could she be so impulsive.

Is this a refuge without shortage of reissue?

Christina, who had forced herself to calm down, once again carefully observed every corner of the store with questions.

After observing, except for the shocking screen, the richer resources seem to have no abnormalities.

It was not until the screen of Liu Ziru's mobile phone on the table lit up that she discovered a new abnormality.

"A piece of glass that will brighten?" This was Christina's first reaction. When she saw Liu Ziru clicking on the screen and the text on it changed, her thoughts changed again. She felt that the things in Liu Ziru's hand were bet boys.

A handheld personal digital device far more advanced than the 3000 she has ever seen.

She could understand the TV hanging on the wall, after all, she had seen many computers covering the entire room. In her opinion, the TV screen was just a terminal, and its computing devices should be hanging on the wall.

But she couldn't understand the portable personal digital device.

It's amazing to integrate the functions of the mainframe on a small device.

Is this 4000? Or 5000? Where is this? Christina did not find the answer, but was even more confused.

"Hey? Oh... I understand." Liu Ziru hung up the phone.

Christina looked at Liu Ziru's every move. It seemed that he was talking to others, and he seemed to be in a cipher text, and he couldn't understand a word.

Is there a fight?

In an instant, Cristina imagined countless scenes.

The radiation dust storm outside the store just passed, and the vultures tied with signal repeaters hovered high in the sky, keeping communication smooth.

The scouts lurking in every corner are paying attention to the enemy's every move.

War is about to break out...

When Christina attempted to deduce the situation on the battlefield, the sound of the plate falling on the table pulled her back to reality.

She looked at the golden fried rice in front of her, and her mind was a little confused. She asked, "Why are you still cooking and not ready to fight?"

"Fight? What kind of battle? There is no battle here." Liu Ziru looked at the nervous Christina and sighed, "The environment shapes people."

Those who adapt to the war years cannot survive the peace era. Those who grow up in peace era cannot understand the war.

Liu Ziru heard many stories about the world on the door. However, even at the most naughty and naughty age, he didn't want to go there to play.

He knew since he was a child that there were two worlds over there and that if he got there, he would not be able to survive for one round.

Pay attention quietly. Judging from Liu Ziru's eyes, Christina is not good-looking at this moment.

Rough skin, calloused hands, and slightly strong figure. It is not as delicate as a woman should have, slender and delicate.

Of course, this is just Liu Ziru's vision.

He thought that Christina was not good-looking, which definitely did not mean that Christina was ugly. Christina's agile figure could not be called ugly no matter where she was.

Moreover, Liu Ziru felt from beginning to end that there were no ugly people in this world, only people who were unwilling to take care of. There was nothing to envy for those who looked beautiful. Who knew how long she had to dress up every day behind the scenes?

"Is this?" Christina asked.

"Fried rice, vegetable, ham, shredded pork fried rice. The first time you came, I don't know what to order. This is today's specialty staple food. Fried rice is not free, but you can drink the soup at will." When Liu Ziru put on the fried rice, he brought another bowl of seaweed egg flower soup.

Liu Ziru admitted that his behavior just now was indeed a bit suspicious of forced buying and selling.

But there is nothing we can do about it, it is inevitable in the radiation canteen.

New wasteland visitors often don’t know what to order. For them, just looking at the menu is useless, without a reference, and they cannot compare with the food they have eaten in the past, and they will not know what they want at all.

Therefore, the Radiation Canteen has a special dish this day of the week, and they are served when the wasteland tourists are hesitant.

Cristina looked at the fried rice on the plate and finally found a food she had eaten.

Ham, she has eaten a lot of canned hams. Although they have passed the shelf life of more than two hundred years, they are still so delicious.

Thinking of the taste of seaweed egg flower soup just now, Christina brought the fried rice into her mouth with some longing and expectation.

Full, crystal clear rice, chewy shredded pork, diced ham, and emerald green vegetables.

The various flavors mixed and rose, sending Christina to the clouds.
Chapter completed!