Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 370: Pickled Vegetable Flatbread

Chapter 370: Pickled Vegetable Flatbread

Xu Jiaoqin and Yun Wujiu had initially just been casually listening.

But because Lin Murong’s storytelling was so enchanting, as they listened, the two joined in.

They even started discussing it.

From a distance, Su Yinhe glanced over and nodded.

She was clever indeed, knowing that letting Lin Murong take over would definitely work.

If Lin Murong were occupied, she would be free.

Su Yinhe felt pleased with her own cunning.

"What are you looking at?" Chi Yan walked up to her and looked down to see her.

"Cough cough cough... Nothing." Su Yinhe felt embarrassed to admit that she was happy to have pushed the task onto Lin Murong.

"Really?" Chi Yan was skeptical.

"Yep. Oh, right, I want to eat flatbread. Can you make some for me?" Su Yinhe suddenly remembered and asked him.

"Sure. What kind do you want?"

"I want... pickled vegetable flatbread." After trying so many flatbreads, Su Yinhe still found the pickled vegetable flatbread the tastiest.

"Okay, I’ll make it for you." Chi Yan said and went to make the flatbread for her.

Su Yinhe watched his departing figure, feeling a bit guilty.

She was actually feeling guilty for wanting to send him away, and now that she had sent him away, she felt even guiltier.

What was going on with her?

Su Yinhe covered her face, pondering carefully for a while but couldn’t figure it out.

Unable to come to a conclusion, she decided to stop pondering.

People shouldn’t overthink, as overthinking is just making things difficult for oneself.

Su Yinhe resolved not to think too much.

Over there, Lin Murong was still discussing matters of other bases with Xu Jiaoqin and Yun Wujiu.

Their discussion was lively and impassioned.

They could identify problems at other bases and then reflect on whether Sun Base had the same issues.

In short, they could chat about everything under the sun.

The chat was very enjoyable.

Su Yinhe, observing them, felt quite happy.

She thought she had made a very wise move.

They talked for a very long time, non-stop and without taking a breath.

By the time Chi Yan had finished making the pickled vegetable flatbread and brought it down to Su Yinhe, they were still deep in discussion.

"Be careful, it’s hot." Chi Yan handed the flatbread to Su Yinhe.

"Okay." Su Yinhe smiled at him and then began eating the flatbread.

Hm.

Indeed, the pickled vegetable flatbread was delicious.

Truly tasty.

"Have a bite. I know you made it, but you definitely haven’t eaten yet," Su Yinhe said after a few bites, offering it to him.

Chi Yan blushed and took a bite.

He was still so shy.

Sometimes, Su Yinhe doubted if he was just pretending.

This doubt wasn’t baseless.

He would be shy when it wasn’t appropriate, and not shy when it was appropriate.

Hmm...

It really was suspicious.

But Su Yinhe didn’t mind.

It was alright if he pretended.

His ability to pretend was his skill.

"Wanna eat flatbread?" Chi Yan had made a lot of them, and out of courtesy and politeness, Su Yinhe took some and asked around.

But having asked, naturally, no one refused.

Lin Murong especially, was enthusiastic, "Yes, yes, yes. Regardless of whether they want it, I definitely do." While speaking, Lin Murong stretched out his hand.

Su Yinhe: "..."

As for Xu Jiaoqin and Yun Wujiu, they were a bit more reserved, but not by much.

Their reticence was only that their extended hands weren’t as long as Lin Murong’s.

But they extended them nonetheless.

And with both hands.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Su Yinhe distributed the flatbreads to them.

"Eat up, Chi Yan worked hard to make them. Especially you, eat slowly, don’t gobble them one after another," Su Yinhe warned Lin Murong with a stern look.

Lin Murong shrank back a bit, with a flatbread in his mouth, he mumbled unclearly, "What are you saying, do you really see me that way? I’m not reincarnated from a starving ghost, how could I possibly eat them one after another."

He didn’t devour them one by one, he gobbled them up three at a time.

After finishing, he looked at her with that yearning gaze.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Su Yinhe’s mouth twitched.

"You... didn’t we agree no one at a time?"

"I did three at a time, not one at a time," Lin Murong said earnestly, looking at her.

Su Yinhe: "..."

It made sense, yet it didn’t.

Su Yinhe sighed.

She shared another flatbread with him.

"Here, this time promise me, you have to take at least twenty bites, okay?"

"This... might be a bit difficult. But I’ll try," Lin Murong nodded.

Then he took the flatbread and finished it off at an extremely fast pace.

Exactly twenty bites.

And then, that look again.

By this time, not only had Lin Murong finished, but Xu Jiaoqin and Yun Wujiu had as well, all three of them giving her that yearning look.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Numb.

Quite the eaters.

"Cough cough cough, I have other things to do; you guys keep talking. I’m going to take off." The best plan is to get away, so Su Yinhe, with the remaining flatbreads, prepared to make her escape.

If she didn’t leave now, all the flatbreads made for her by Chi Yan would be gone.

And she had only eaten one herself.

"Hey! Galaxy, leave if you must, but leave the flatbread," Lin Murong called out to her with deep feeling.

Su Yinhe’s step faltered, then she sped up.

Too scary, way too scary.

Seeing that the flatbread was really... ah no, that Su Yinhe was really leaving, Lin Murong looked disappointed and walked back, returning to his seat.

He had even chased after her for two steps just for the flatbread.

Pickled flatbread was indeed delicious.

He really liked it anyway.

After sitting down, Lin Murong looked at Xu Jiaoqin and then at Yun Wujiu.

Then he started sighing.

It was over, he had eaten two pickled flatbreads, and now his mind was filled with the delightful essence of pickled flatbread; he didn’t want to talk anymore.

Just reminisce.

Lin Murong smacked his lips.

Delicious, too delicious.

Why couldn’t he have just two more, two was surely not enough.

Lin Murong was quite upset.

He wasn’t in the mood to continue, and as it happened, Xu Jiaoqin and Yun Wujiu weren’t in the mood to listen either.

Because they also thought the pickled flatbread was delicious and were savoring the taste.

As they were among the first to discover the supermarket, they actually lived better than many people and had more supplies.

Food and drink were not a concern.

But they hadn’t eaten this well before.

See, just one flatbread had brought them down.

The flatbread was really good.

Worth their full appreciation.

So the three of them sat in a row, struck the same pose, and began to reminisce.

The more Lin Murong reminisced, the hungrier he got, so he stood up and got a pot of instant noodles to soak.

While waiting for the noodles to soak, he noticed Xu Jiaoqin and Yun Wujiu’s gazes.

"Almost forgot, you guys want some too, right?" Lin Murong went to get two more pots of instant noodles.

"This... I’m really embarrassed," Xu Jiaoqin demurred.

"Don’t be polite, let’s eat together." Anyway, it wasn’t his.

Cough cough cough.

If only Galaxy had given him the flatbread.

If Galaxy had given him the flatbread, he wouldn’t have craved instant noodles and wouldn’t have gone to prepare noodles for them.

In the end, it was still Galaxy’s fault.

Not giving him the flatbread.

Wuu wuu wuu...

He really wanted another flatbread.