Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 357: Garlic Fragrant Clam Powder

Chapter 357: Garlic Fragrant Clam Powder

Anyway, Lin Murong wasn’t lying down anymore.

Su Yinhe wasn’t, and neither was Lin Murong.

The moment they stepped out and ran into each other, with just one look, they understood what the other wanted to say.

Their unspoken understanding reached its peak in an instant.

"Up for something else?" Lin Murong winked and grimaced at her.

"Sure." She was bored anyway.

"What do you feel like doing? Continue running the supermarket?"

"No, look at the heavy snow outside. Do you think anyone is so capable that they would come to the supermarket to shop?"

Lin Murong was about to say that Su Yinhe might be underestimating the Superpower Users, but in the next second, he saw the thick layers of snow falling outside.

He shut up.

People have to learn when to shut up.

Lin Murong just learned that lesson.

"So...do something else? Play cards? Let’s call up Chi Yan and the three of us can play ’fight the landlord’."

"Okay." But, thought about playing ’fight the landlord’, didn’t Lin Murong have some unpleasant memories?

Su Yinhe looked at the excited Lin Murong and felt puzzled.

She remembered someone who kept losing at ’fight the landlord’, losing over and over.

Losing miserably, to a heartbreaking extent.

How come Lin Murong has no psychological shadow at all?

Such an optimist, she envied that.

"Galaxy, what’s with that look?" Lin Murong met her gaze and immediately felt a chill down his spine.

He always felt there was something off about the way Galaxy looked at him.

Trouble.

Galaxy couldn’t possibly be falling for his good looks, could she?

Lin Murong touched his face.

He knew he was handsome, but surely not to this extent.

He remembered that Galaxy and Chi Yan were an item.

It wouldn’t be good for him to move in on his brother’s territory.

Su Yinhe had no idea that just one look from her had spawned such a drama in Lin Murong’s imagination.

Since Lin Murong himself had no hang-ups and wanted to play ’fight the landlord’, Su Yinhe was of course happy to accompany him.

They called over Chi Yan, grabbed some snacks, drinks, and fruit, and began to play ’fight the landlord’.

Then...

Lin Murong felt sure one of them had to be cheating.

Otherwise, why was he always the landlord, always getting beaten?

It wasn’t logical, how could it be him every single time?

And he was always losing.

"You guys... Are you...?"

"What are we? Weren’t you the one who called landlord?"

Lin Murong: "...Even so, why did none of you call? You both didn’t."

"Because we didn’t want to. I think you’re suited to be the landlord, a landlord, with money, it suits you," Su Yinhe said, looking at him with earnest eyes.

Lin Murong squinted at her.

"Fine. I’ll buy it." Lin Murong pulled off the sticky note on his face.

"Couldn’t you have been a bit gentler when you put these on?" They slapped on the sticky notes directly, had they forgotten that they were sticking them on his face?

His face!

Why did they have to slap it on so hard?

Whimpering.

That really hurt.

"Ah, we were already very gentle. Lin Murong, so it turns out... you’re rather delicate~" Su Yinhe scrutinized him.

Lin Murong: "??? Hold on, how did it get to this again. How does it become about me being weak? I’m pretty strong, okay?"

How could Galaxy malign him?

He got it, Galaxy was the type who would want to destroy what she couldn’t have.

He understood.

"You’re strong, huh? Really strong?" Su Yinhe looked at him with disbelief.

"Of course. I’m super strong." Lin Murong puffed up his chest.

"Well, if you’re such a capable person, could you make me some garlic clams with rice noodles?" Su Yinhe looked at him with sincere eyes.

"No problem... Huh? What?" Lin Murong agreed before he realized what he was getting into.

"Good. You’ve agreed to make me garlic clams with vermicelli. Now go on. Once you finish the garlic clams, we’ll continue playing landlord for fun," Su Yinhe said, suddenly craving it, but she didn’t want to cook it herself. Chi Yan was willing to make it for her, even wanted to, but she didn’t want him to get too tired.

Fortunately, there was a ready-made Lin Murong.

Lin Murong: "..."

He felt like he’d been tricked.

Lin Murong looked from her to Chi Yan.

He sighed.

Then, resigned to his fate, he went off to make the garlic clams with vermicelli.

The garlic clams with vermicelli smelled heavenly.

So delectable, so tantalizing.

While Lin Murong was cooking, he couldn’t help but drool a little.

He made the garlic clams with vermicelli for Su Yinhe, but he also had to have some for himself.

So he made a lot.

When he brought it out, Su Yinhe stared at the mountain-like heap of clams and fell silent for a moment.

"Are you... planning to exterminate the clams or something?"

"Don’t you like it?" Lin Murong placed the huge bowl of vermicelli on the table.

"Mmm... I was really looking forward to it, but now I suddenly don’t feel like it anymore." She feared retribution from the clams, should they decide to come back from the dead.

"Then don’t eat it, I’ll help you with it," Lin Murong said, rubbing his hands together and then started digging in.

"No way, I’ll eat it. Let the clams seek their revenge on me," she said, ready to eat each clam as it came.

"Come on then, let’s eat together, clear it all up."

The two of them huddled together and started enjoying their noodles, slurping up the clams.

Chi Yan: "..."

Something felt off, but...

Nevermind.

The garlic clams with vermicelli were spicy and fragrant.

He had added too many chilies, and Lin Murong had snot and tears streaming down as he ate.

But it was truly delicious.

Impossible to stop eating.

Lin Murong kept eating as he wiped his nose.

Su Yinhe, on the other hand, was doing fine. She could handle her spice.

Not afraid of the heat at all.

She slurped up the noodles quickly.

The clams were fresh and spicy too, oh so tasty.

The large bowl of clam vermicelli was devoured clean by the two of them.

"Ahh~ So satisfying," Lin Murong said, patting his belly and letting out a breath after he finished eating.

"If you’re full, then go brush your teeth." Su Yinhe went to brush her teeth right after finishing the meal.

Garlic clams with vermicelli were delicious indeed, but the smell was really strong.

You absolutely had to brush your teeth after eating it.

While she went to brush her teeth, Lin Murong was still struggling on.

When she came back from brushing, Lin Murong had already finished eating.

"I’ll go later, let me rest for a bit first," Lin Murong lay down on the sofa, feeling very comfortable.

"Go now. You won’t feel like it later. Hurry up," Su Yinhe kicked his foot lightly.

"Alright, alright, I’m going." Lin Murong got up, holding the dirty bowl and utensils, and went to brush his teeth.

Brushing his teeth, and by the way, he cleaned the bowl and utensils too.

Very few people are as clean as him.

Lin Murong started feeling smug about himself again.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Su Yinhe watched Lin Murong’s erratic steps and fell into thought.

She wondered what had gone wrong for Lin Murong to end up looking like a mess.

Those steps, how on earth did he manage to walk like that?

She couldn’t even manage to walk that awkwardly herself.

It seemed she had unearthed another suitable profession for him. Besides acting, he could also be a model.

However, given Lin Murong’s eating habits, modeling would likely be a tough gig for him.