"Half a piece of shank, a little dried chili pepper, half a pot of water... Wait, I almost forgot a little seasoning..."
Canang Rui, who defected from the Alliance alone, never thought that foodies could save the world until he met the cook who made delicious soup.
The virus broke out wildly, and the dark side of the world where zombies were rampant was magnified. Human beings were unable to withstand the evil inherent in their blood. Fear swept the city, and the buildings made of reinforced concrete were in ruins.
In the ruins, the young man in red is sitting facing the light. The light source is a warm red bonfire and a casserole, and the pot is stewed with broth that is extremely rare in this apocalyptic world.
"Would you like a bowl of Shiquan Dabu Decoction? Maybe you can grow taller after drinking it."
"Where... Where did you get the meat?"
Purpose: Bring joy to readers
