[The end of the world + food + management + raising cubs + orcs]
Su Qingmai traveled to the end of the world and was carried back to the dilapidated restaurant by a wolf cub.
Restaurant owner Jing Li, seven years old, the last human on earth, almost sent him away with his dark cooking skills.
The first thing Su Qingmai did after waking up was to take over the kitchen.
The second thing: take out the modern ingredients in your backpack that travel simultaneously.
The third thing: Let the entire apocalyptic world see what real delicacies in the world are.
Aliens rushed to pay the bill, alien leaders queued up for a table, and even the tyrants from the next galaxy squatted at the door with bowls in their hands, begging to be packed away.
Su Qingmai was shocked by the long line outside the door that stretched to the skyline. The little dumpling on her shoulders came over and spoke in a serious and proud tone:
"Look, everyone likes you."
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Su Qingmai discovered that several people in the restaurant talked a lot when they were eating.
Jing Li's eyes shone: "I still want to eat this tomorrow."
You plowed down two bowls of rice and shouted loudly: "Maizi, you are my brother!"
Ziqin took away the last piece of meat from Yuyou's bowl and said slowly, "You don't understand what you eat, do you understand?"
Shanna didn't speak.
But Su Qingmai discovered that he would secretly put the best piece of meat into his bowl every time.
He looked at the people at the table who were quarreling over the last piece of fried egg, and suddenly thought of himself in modern times.
After closing the shop and going home, facing an empty living room, I finished a table of leftovers alone.
"Maimai, why don't you eat?" Jing Li came over vaguely with his mouth full of rice.
Su Qingmai lowered his head and took a bite.
Well, the food cooked in the last days seems to taste like a monk.
