Chapter Seventy-Nine: We Can't Make This Dish

In a matter of moments, a fort made up of two tiers of shipping containers was formed.

It is as high as five or six meters, and it is more than ten meters around.

This fort is on flat ground on the side of the road, however, it looks down condescendingly over the road.

On the roof of the container, two machine guns were placed.

Plus the roadblocks set up by vehicles at intersections...... You can imagine how difficult it would be for someone to get through here.

As soon as the two machine guns fired, dozens of people could not rush through.

A few containers, a makeshift checkpoint, upgraded to a fortress.

More importantly, the container can be transformed into a house, making the life of the sentinel more convenient and comfortable.

"Immortals...... Mr. Ling, are you an immortal? This...... How is this done? ”

The eyes of Veda and the others were all in awe.

Now, in their eyes, Ling Yihang is an immortal-like existence.

Ling Yihang smiled faintly and didn't explain much, "Let's go, go to the next outpost!" ”

At the second post, he did the same.

This time, someone knelt down on the spot...... This is a fairy method!

When they returned to Gukou, Zhang Hu and the others obviously felt that they came out and took a turn, and in this short time, Wei Da and the others were obviously more in awe of Ling Yihang.

It's not that Wei Da and the others didn't respect Ling Yihang before, but the respect of the former can be completely different from the current awe.

After such a short period of effort, could something have happened?

Zhang Hu and the others were still a little puzzled.

"Temporary change of guard tonight! Zhang Hu, you have all worked hard, have a night off today, and everyone will go back! Taniguchi's defense tonight was handed over to the Veda team. "Ling Yi Channel.

"Mr. Ling, what can our team do......" Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment, and asked a little anxiously.

He thought it was Mr. Ling who was dissatisfied with them.

"It's an order!" Lingyi Channel.

After a pause, he added, "Because there is a special mission tonight, your team has done a good job lately, don't worry." After I go back, I will give you an extra meal, shabu-shabu, and the wine and meat are full! ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Hu and the others immediately cheered.

Shabu-shabu!

It has been twenty days since the end of the world, and I have gone from having no food and drink at the beginning to being able to eat enough now...... It's just that you can eat enough, and you can't be picky.

Who has eaten shabu-shabu?

I ate stewed pork that time, and I enjoyed it the most.

Now when it comes to shabu-shabu, everyone's saliva is dripping.

Moreover, since there is a reward, it means that Mr. Ling is really not dissatisfied with them, Zhang Hu and the others agreed, and then they left with peace of mind.

Ling Yihang let Wei Da and the others stay, naturally for a reason.

He wants to build a wall with shipping containers.

He can "conjure things out of thin air", and this secret can be known by Veda and others, and he doesn't want more people to know.

Veda and the others apparently vaguely guessed something.

Therefore, when they saw Mr. Ling "conjure" containers one by one, they were not so surprised.

Indifferently, even if it was not the first time to see it, the shock in my heart did not decrease much, but even more shocking.

That's a lot of containers! Mr. Ling...... How?

Ling Yihang released the containers one by one and lined up in a wall.

Overnight, Phoenix Valley had a solid wall.

Two or three meters high, strong enough for people to live in a container, and spacious enough for free walking and patrolling.

With such a wall, the safety factor of the base has been greatly improved, and the living comfort and safety factor of the soldiers stationed in Taniguchi in the future have also been greatly improved!

Of course, for Ling Yihang, this did not satisfy him.

In his opinion, this is just a simple wall, and with this simple wall, the construction of the official city wall can be put on the agenda.

……

Modern nights, brilliant lights.

Tongda Hotel, Kowloon Gate.

Mu Anxi and her daughter sat in the private room, outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the traffic was like a long queue.

The little fried cake was very happy, with a spoon in his mouth.

"Mommy, isn't the stew okay yet? When will I be able to come up? Little Fried Cake urged impatiently.

"Soon up! You little glutton! Mu Anxi stretched out his hand and gently scraped the nose of the little fried cake.

Seeing that her daughter had such a good appetite, she couldn't wait to urge the food to be served...... Mu Anxi couldn't be happier.

How many years? This is the first time this kind of thing has happened to my daughter!

Because she was full at noon, this afternoon, her daughter was in a very good state, she could run and jump and play, and her face was also very ruddy.

Everything is going in a good direction.

Mu Anxi was very happy. This kind of happiness is something she can't compare to any business.

"That stew is really delicious! And that noodle...... Eat two more bowls of small fried cakes too! Little Fried Cake swallowed and said.

Mu Anxi couldn't help but squirm in his throat and swallowed his saliva......

Yes, the stew and noodles are really delicious!

At noon, she also ate a piece of meat and a bowl of noodles...... The noodles stewed in the broth are fragrant to people's hearts.

Mu Anxi felt a little unfinished at that time.

Now, when her daughter says this, she misses that taste even more...... After a while, be sure to eat two more bowls.

Mu Anxi is also looking forward to it.

But...... Wait, wait, wait! Time passed, and it was getting darker and darker outside, and there was no sign of serving food.

Mu Anxi's brows furrowed.

The general manager of Tongda Hotel is a bit unreliable!

You know, Mu Anxi asked the assistant to call in advance to make a reservation this afternoon.

The restaurant should stew the meat in advance.

Why have they been here for so long, and the dishes are not good?

Mu Anxi turned back to the room attendant and said:

"Go to the kitchen to urge the vegetables, why can't you serve it yet?"

"Yes, Mr. Mu!"

The waiter came out and called the kitchen over the intercom.

The general manager of Tongda Hotel did not accompany Mr. Mu this time...... It's not that he doesn't pay enough attention to Mr. Mu.

But...... He's in the kitchen too! looked at Hu Yongqing and Zheng Baocheng who were standing opposite him, their faces were gloomy like water.

"So, you two can't make this dish?"

He didn't know how many times he had asked this sentence.

Hu Yongqing and Zheng Baocheng glanced at each other, both showing helplessness.

These two people have been fighting for so many years, and this time it is rare to have a united front.

"Can't do it!" Both shook their heads at the same time.

Hu Yongqing smiled bitterly and said: "General manager, this is really not a problem of our craftsmanship, this is a problem of materials!" The reason why the stew at noon is delicious is that the ingredients brought by the guests are very unique, the wild boar, which can be eaten raw by slicing! ”