771. Picnic feast
Wang Zhongyu carried Hot Spring Xin and dumped the body in front of a construction site more than ten kilometers away from the villa, and not long after doing all this, they were told not to return to the villa for the time being tonight, and Lao Xu did not explain the reason, but just asked them to find a safe place to stay, and then there may be a new task handed over to them.
Considering that you may need to set off on a mission at any time, finding a place to stay is obviously a thankless business, not to mention time-consuming and laborious, and there are certain dangers.
And listening to Lao Xu's tone, it wouldn't take too long to give a new task, so the two of them simply found a small cargo that could be used on the side of the road to stay inside.
Anyway, as long as you drive the car to a place where zombies are scarce, the protection of this iron Kada should be able to deal with a small area of zombie attacks.
The plan was determined, the time was still early, and both of them were bloody men who couldn't bear the loneliness, so they drove a new car while looking for a suitable parking place to stay, and at the same time saw if they could get some supplies to bring back to the villa.
Since there are only two people, their actions are still quite cautious, and they have also carefully considered the choice of location, such as a slightly larger supermarket, they have directly skipped the store, and only when they find those small street stores, they will slow down and make a final decision after careful observation.
Wang and Wen's seemingly unintentional move to pass the time really made a good profit, although it was not as good as the previous operations they participated in to loot supplies, but 1/3 of the containers were stuffed. And they are all food supplies that the villa is in urgent need of at the moment.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Lao Xu had not sent a new plan of action. In order to avoid all kinds of troubles after dark, the two terminated their plans to continue searching along the way. Hurry back to the one you have chosen to stop at your location.
The location of the foothold is well connected in all directions, and not only that, because it was originally a cemetery. Therefore, the doors of the several rows of faΓ§ade houses here have always been locked, and no merchants are willing to move in.
The real estate company that wants to undertake this project must be extremely depressed. However, this brought great convenience to Wang and Wen.
After they parked the car, they simply cleaned up a few zombies that had heard the noise. So he went into the container and began to prepare it to eat and drink.
The food outside the apocalypse is always so simple, and instant noodles seem to have become the preferred staple food of the survivors, although Wei Yang intimately prepared rice, side dishes and other high-end goods for the two, but the two lazy people did not look for a place to live in order to save trouble, so the hot meal became empty talk.
Fortunately, a lot of supplies were looted today. It didn't take much effort for Wang Zhongyu to dig through a pile of boxes that had been placed haphazardly, and found a bag of Wuxi ducks with good plastic seals.
Hot spring Xin, who has good eyesight, saw the hooking "plate duck" son on the bag at a glance, he snatched the bag with green light in his eyes, and said ecstatically after confirming that what he saw was correct: "Hehe." Xiao Wang, we're getting rich! β
Wang Zhongyu ignored the fuss about Hot Spring Xin, but continued to rummage, and after a while, 2 buckets of instant noodles, 2 cups of Yoremi, a bag of old godmother peanuts, and the side dishes prepared by Wei Yang were neatly placed in the open space of the container.
"That's it!" Wang Zhongyu pointed to the things on the ground and said to Hot Spring Xin: "What's the matter, let's have a rich dinner." β
Hot Spring Xin laughed and said, "Nonsense." Needless to say, it's a pity that there is no wine! β
Wang Zhongyu pursed his mouth, blew and said, "Poof, get it." Be content with you, and return the wine, you treat us as if we are traveling. You can't drink alcohol even if you have it. Now, let's take it. β
Holding Wang Zhongyu's lowered milk tea cup. Hot Spring Xin silently read: "Yoremi. Nima, what the hell. This sounds familiar! β
"This milk tea, high-end goods, you are a dirt bun. Come on, give it to me! Wang Zhongyu couldn't help but say, took back the milk tea cup in Hot Spring Xin's hand, tore open the seal on it, took out the tea powder bag inside, and handed it back to Hot Spring Xin: "Na, take it, add hot water to it and drink it." β
The latter curiously slowly added the hot water in the thermos to the paper cup, and soon a tempting aroma of milk tea erupted under the high temperature steaming, Hot Spring Xin sniffed two greedily, grinned and smiled: "Hehe, it smells pretty good!" β
"Of course!" Wang Zhongyu looked at Hot Spring Xin's silly and self-absorbed appearance and just wanted to laugh, and he took the opportunity to tell the latter to brew all the remaining instant noodles and milk tea, while he himself happily leaned on the door panel and smoked a cigarette leisurely.
As soon as the lid of the instant noodle box was opened, the fragrance of the unique seasoning package immediately diffused in the narrow carriage, and the gluttonous insects in the stomachs of the two old men became restless.
"Let's eat!" Wang Zhongyu flicked the cigarette butt out of the car with a flick of his hand, and at the same time gently closed the car door, ready to start his hearty meal.
Tang Xiaoquan was still on the balcony, and from time to time he raised his binoculars to look in the direction of the factory, and the guards in the camera were eating dinner in the guardroom, judging from the way they swayed left and right on the chairs and stools, dancing with their hands, they seemed to be discussing something interesting.
However, Tang Xiaoquan has no heart to understand this now. It had been another half an hour since the black SUV returned to the factory, but during this time it was still business as usual, with no suspicious characters appearing or any vehicles carrying people leaving.
They hadn't even used the hand table, which made Tang Xiaoquan, whose eyes began to swell, quite speechless.
"Xiao Tang, rest, come, go back to the house and eat while it's hot." Lao Zhao was worried that Tang Xiaoquan didn't have the heart to go downstairs to eat, and at the same time, in order to avoid any further disputes between him and Wang Qiang, he simply served a bowl of food to the former.
"Yikes! Uncle Zhao, look at this...... I'm so embarrassed that you brought me food! Tang Xiaoquan hurriedly took the hot meal in Lao Zhao's hand and thanked him again and again!
"Hehe, okay, what's polite to your Uncle Zhao, if you really feel embarrassed, then hurry back to the house and eat all the food, then Uncle Zhao's heart is not in vain for you." Lao Zhao had a kind smile, whether it was Tang Xiaoquan or Qiangzi, they were like his own children to him, so it was natural that every time he went out on a mission with them, he felt that he had an obligation to take care of them.
Tang Xiaoquan took two mouthfuls of the vegetable pickled rice in the bowl and praised it: "Well, Uncle Zhao, it's delicious!" β
"Eat more if it's delicious, I'll go down and add it to you after it's not enough to eat, go into the house and eat, it's cold to eat outside for a while."
"It's okay, Uncle Zhao, I'll eat at a fast pace."
"Come on, what speed is not fast, are you stupid to be Uncle Zhao, rest assured to come into the house and eat, Uncle Zhao will help you keep an eye on the factory!" (To be continued......)