Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 388: Soybean juice

Chapter 388: Soybean juice

Su Yinhe yawned as she brought out ten Beijing Roasted Ducks.

However, these Beijing Roasted Ducks were not sliced.

When she was packing them up initially, her mind had glitched a bit.

But she believed that Lin Murong would slice them himself.

A mature food lover should learn how to slice Beijing Roasted Duck; if he couldn’t even slice Beijing Roasted Duck, what kind of duck could he possibly eat?

"Here we go, ten of them." After Su Yinhe took out the Beijing Roasted Ducks, she was almost about to fall asleep.

"Is there... still something missing?" Lin Murong looked at the ten bare Beijing Roasted Ducks and always felt like something was missing.

"Ah, no. It’s just like this. Take it or leave it; if not, I’m taking it back." Indeed, eating Beijing Roasted Duck wasn’t just about the duck; there were other things as well, but right now, Su Yinhe was too sleepy to bother getting anything else.

Upon hearing this, Lin Murong immediately disagreed. "Hehehe, I want it, definitely. How could I possibly not want it?"

Although it felt like something was missing, there was no issue with just eating the duck. Beijing Roasted Duck is so delicious.

Lin Murong enthusiastically gnawed on his Beijing Roasted Duck.

This enviable appetite of his made Su Yinhe, watching him eat, reveal a look of envy in her eyes.

Chi Yan: "..."

Chi Yan was perplexed as to why she would feel envious.

But clearly, this had to be Lin Murong’s fault.

Chi Yan glanced over at Lin Murong.

As he bit into the duck, Lin Murong felt a chill go down his spine, then looked up to meet Chi Yan’s death glare.

"What... what’s wrong?" Lin Murong trembled as he gnawed on the duck.

He wondered what he had done to provoke Chi Yan this time.

"Nothing, keep eating. Have more." Chi Yan just gave him a look and didn’t do anything more.

However, because of that look, Lin Murong’s duck-eating pace had significantly slowed down.

Because of their scenario, Su Yinhe ended up feeling a bit more awake.

"Cough cough cough, are you guys... okay?" She had just zoned out for a moment, and it suddenly felt like something was about to happen.

"It’s nothing; what could be wrong?" Chi Yan shook his head.

"Oh. Then... Well, let’s eat something else." Saying this, Su Yinhe brought out some rice porridge.

Right now, she had no appetite and wanted something bland.

Lin Murong had an appetite and was eating Beijing Roasted Duck; she had no appetite, so she’d have some rice porridge, perfect.

As for Chi Yan...

"Good. I’ll have the rice porridge." Chi Yan nodded as he looked at the rice porridge she brought out.

Su Yinhe watched him, feeling like the rice porridge suddenly became an inadequate offering.

"How about... you eat something else?" The rice porridge really seemed somewhat underwhelming.

At least it should have been a green vegetable and lean meat porridge.

"It’s fine; I’ll join you." Chi Yan liked to eat lightly, and what Su Yinhe had brought out was just to his liking.

So, there sat Lin Murong gnawing on his duck while Su Yinhe and Chi Yan drank rice porridge on the side.

Lin Murong was originally focused on consuming his cherished Beijing Roasted Duck, but as he looked at them, he suddenly couldn’t chew anymore.

"What’s the matter, keep going. Doesn’t it taste good?" Su Yinhe noticed his pause.

"I... you guys..." He had the weird feeling that somehow, they had been wronged.

"What’s wrong?" Su Yinhe was puzzled.

"Perhaps... you don’t want to eat?" Lin Murong gestured towards the nearby Beijing Roasted Ducks.

Ten Beijing Roasted Ducks; frankly, his stomach wasn’t that capable...

"No need, you eat. Have more," Su Yinhe said with a smile.

"But..." He felt embarrassed.

Sitting there gorging himself while Chi Yan and Su Yinhe drank rice porridge on the side, the scene, no matter how you looked at it, seemed strange.

"It’s fine, keep eating. Oh, do you find eating dry Beijing Roasted Duck too greasy? No worries, I’ve got soybean juice here." Su Yinhe suddenly had an epiphany as she spoke and then brought out the soybean juice.

That’s right, if the Beijing Roasted Duck was packed up, the soybean juice must be packed up too.

She had packed quite a lot.

She had tried it before, and the taste was... unbearable.

So, she specifically packed a lot.

Although she didn’t drink it, it could always come in handy, right?

And now, it had found its use.

Lin Murong: "..."

"Bean juice... Is it that bean juice I’m thinking of?" Lin Murong’s voice was trembling.

"Yup, the one you like, bean juice," Su Yinhe confirmed with a smile.

Lin Murong: "..."

What does he mean, the one I like?

What does he mean, the one I like?

When did I ever like it?

Explain yourself.

"I never said I liked it!" Lin Murong was completely shocked.

"Don’t you like it? You always like these weird drinks, don’t you?" Chi Yan suddenly interjected while he was looking at him.

"I do not! Brother Chi, stop slandering me!" Lin Murong bristled.

He wasn’t that kind of person.

He definitely didn’t like every weird thing, okay.

"Slander? That’s quite a word to use. Let’s just call it slander then."

Lin Murong, looking at Chi Yan’s indifferent expression, felt the futility of punching cotton.

"You... you... all of you..." Lin Murong was so angry he couldn’t speak.

"What’s wrong, what did we do? Do you have a problem with us?" Su Yinhe looked at him with a not-so-pleasant expression.

She suddenly wanted to pull a face, to tease Lin Murong a little.

"No, no, how would I dare." Lin Murong was successfully intimidated by Su Yinhe’s sudden change of expression.

Lin Murong shook his head, how could he dare.

"Then drink up. It’s the one you like, I even got extra just for you. Drink up," Su Yinhe urged.

Lin Murong: "..."

Lin Murong looked at the bean juice in front of him with its bizarre color and felt a bit scared.

He felt that if he took even one gulp, he’d gag.

He didn’t want to drink it.

But...

Lin Murong looked up, met Chi Yan’s gaze, quickly shifted away, pretending not to see, and then met Su Yinhe’s gaze again.

Shift...

Drink up.

Su Yinhe’s eyes were sparkling.

Lin Murong: "..."

There was no escape, no escaping at all.

Lin Murong gritted his teeth and downed it in one go.

And then...

"Ugh..."

He threw up.

"You really are a brave soul, to dare to drink it all in one breath, when I drank it before, I could only dare to sip a little, and you just chugged it. I admire you, I truly do," Su Yinhe was genuinely impressed.

"I... Of course, I’m a brave soul... Ugh..." the brave soul threw up again.

Su Yinhe couldn’t hold it in any longer.

"You’re so cute, hahaha... I’m dying of laughter," Su Yinhe completely lost her composure and laughed very loudly.

Lin Murong: "..."

Ahhh.

Dammit.

So disgusting, I regret it.

Ugh...

After Lin Murong finished the bean juice and threw up, by the time he came back, he no longer had the appetite for the Beijing Roasted Duck in front of him.

He had been, really hungry, and could have eaten a lot, but then...

Lin Murong glared at Su Yinhe with a face full of resentment.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Aren’t you going to continue eating? Don’t you like it? Should I take it away?" Su Yinhe looked at the untouched Beijing Roasted Duck.

"No way, I still want to eat," Lin Murong flatly refused.

"Oh, I thought you didn’t want it anymore," Su Yinhe said with an innocent face.