I Opened a Restaurant in the Last Days, and the Whole Internet Begged Me Not to Close It

In the fifth year of the apocalypse, I opened a restaurant in the ruins. The cashier is a seventy-year-old woman who can crush mutant beasts with one palm. The waiter is a former special forces king and carries six plates of food with one hand. The dishwasher is a biologist, and he developed an antidote to the virus while washing. The kitchen helper is a homeless girl who says she can "hear" danger. There is also a frequent visitor, the commander of Dawn Base, known as the Iceberg Queen. The first time she came to eat, I put two extra slices of shiitake mushrooms. "I didn't order this," she said. I said, "It's a gift. You are too thin." Now she comes every day. People often ask: If you are a cook, what kind of restaurant will you open in the last days? Me: Otherwise? To fight zombies? I can't beat it again. Someone else asked: How long can your store be open? I looked at the queue at the door and the three rules on the wall—— No mutated animal meat will be accepted, no credit will be given, and no fighting is allowed in the store. The last one is the most useful. Because no one dares to fight in my store. After all, one of my employees can do ten.