Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 445: Grilled Eggplant

Chapter 445: Grilled Eggplant

How can you have a barbecue without some eggplant?

Eggplant grilled till soft, topped with a thick layer of garlic paste—garlicky and flavorful, the fragrance of garlic and eggplant stimulating the appetite.

Murong drank two big bowls in a row.

While Su Yinhe was engrossed in her show, unaware, Chi Yan was privately thinking some weird things.

Chi Yan fed her a piece, then had one himself, lucky that Murong wasn’t around, or she would have cried out about mistreatment again.

His timing was perfect, just as Su Yinhe finished the show, the fruits were also just finished.

Everything was just right.

He always had good control over time.

"Does it taste good?" Chi Yan asked her.

Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.

She chewed it, the watermelon was sweet, juicy, and very delicious. "Tastes good."

"Do you like it?" he asked again.

"Like it, of course I like it. How could I not like it?"

"Then I’ll make one for you next time. Or, I can make a few more now, store them, and whenever you want to eat, just take them out..."

"No need, no need, you... don’t need to make so many. Don’t trouble yourself too much. I feel bad."

"It’s not troublesome, just cutting some fruits, how could it be tiring." Chi Yan patted her head.

"I know, just, I feel sorry for you," Su Yinhe acted coquettishly.

Chi Yan’s gaze deepened.

"Okay, thank you. I really... like you a lot." Always so perfect, how could he not love her? He was falling for her more and more.

Really wanted, really wanted to keep her all to himself.

Just for him to see.

Nobody else allowed.

She was his alone.

But, he couldn’t do that, she would be unhappy.

He didn’t want her to be unhappy, he wanted her to do whatever she wanted, happily.

"Ah... why... another sudden confession, it’s quite embarrassing." Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it burning up.

Really.

"I don’t know. Maybe because..." liked her too much.

Because he liked her too much, he always struggled to restrain his feelings, love just couldn’t be restrained.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I know what you’re going to say. Just don’t say it." She... was embarrassed. Really embarrassed.

Chi Yan looked at her, chuckling softly.

"Alright, as you wish."

Murong, wandering around, ended up coming over anyway.

Thankfully, his timing wasn’t too bad, he didn’t catch them.

But still, it was close.

"Yo, Galaxy, you’re really enjoying yourself, with dramas, snacks, milk tea, and a man. If I’m not mistaken, there’s also a fruit plate that’s been polished off." Murong said, glancing at Chi Yan.

His last remark, quite obviously sarcastic.

Su Yinhe: "..."

"Heh, well. I am the boss, after all. If I don’t enjoy myself, who will?" Su Yinhe raised her eyebrows at him.

Murong: "..."

That’s... true?

"Umm... what are you doing?" Su Yinhe, seeing Murong acting strangely, couldn’t help but ask.

Murong was actually...

Smelling...

The plate.

Yes, the one that had the fruits.

Is it that good?

What kind of weird hobby is that?

"Me? I didn’t get to eat, can’t I at least smell it?" Murong looked aggrieved.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Okay, another story she didn’t know about.

Su Yinhe glanced at Chi Yan.

Those two, what had happened between them?

"Nothing, his brain is just not right." Although Su Yinhe didn’t speak, he knew what she wanted to say, her look said it clearly.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Hmm, they’ve both been diagnosed as not quite normal.

In such a huge supermarket, she seems to be the only normal person.

They’re all not normal.

Only she is the most normal.

"You’re the one who’s not normal, Brother Chi! You’re slandering me!" Murong was angry. He had missed out on the fruit plate, but now he was being slandered by Chi Yan.

That’s too much.

"Whether it’s slander or not... you know very well," Chi Yan said expressionlessly.

Murong: "..."

It seems... it actually isn’t slander.

But...

He couldn’t justify himself, but he still felt indignant.

Never mind.

"No way, it is slander, and you must apologize! Otherwise, I’ll... I’ll..." Murong stammered and couldn’t finish his sentence.

"Heh. Take your time then."

"Hey! Galaxy! Do something." Murong, having no way to deal with Chi Yan, turned to Su Yinhe.

Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t really have any solutions either.

She couldn’t possibly... confront Chi Yan head-on. Besides, she didn’t want to confront him.

Su Yinhe’s eyes darted around and she decided to target Murong.

"Murong, do you want some fries?"

Murong: "??? Sure..." His response was hesitant.

It wasn’t because he was full and couldn’t eat anymore; he ate fast and digested fast.

He could eat again soon.

It was just that the way Su Yinhe asked it sounded terrifying.

"Then go peel some potatoes. I’ll make fries for you once you’re done," Su Yinhe said, making a heart gesture at him.

Murong: "???"

"You’re making them yourself?!!!" Murong shrieked.

"Yes, aren’t you touched?" Su Yinhe blinked at him.

"Touched, very touched," Murong was a bit scared, "but, I don’t really need to eat them." Not that he didn’t want to peel potatoes, he was just frightened.

"Not eat? Why not? Why do you think you can skip it? Eat! You must eat it! How can you refuse? I’m personally making fries for you, and you don’t want to eat?" Su Yinhe looked displeased.

"But... I don’t dare trouble our boss to personally make something so minor. This small task, I can do it myself. I’m not that fond of fries anyway." He didn’t really like them to start with.

Murong felt like crying.

"No, you like them now. Wait for me to make them," Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.

"Ah... alright." Murong’s face was downcast as he now had a very bad premonition.

"There you go. Go peel them," Su Yinhe made another heart gesture at him.

Murong: "..."

Damn.

He really didn’t want fries anymore.

But Su Yinhe was forcing him to want them.

Darn it.

And he couldn’t even resist.

Murong obediently went to peel the potatoes.

Su Yinhe felt very clever; without a fuss, she avoided a quarrel.

However, as soon as Murong was dispatched to peel potatoes, she realized she had forgotten about Chi Yan.

Once Murong left, Chi Yan was unhappy.

"You’re making fries for him?"

"Ah, yes. What about it?"

"No, I don’t approve," Chi Yan was clearly displeased.

"Why? It’s just making fries."

"You’ve never made them for me before, and now you do it for him first," Chi Yan was still displeased.

"Ah, but... um... you... don’t like this kind of stuff," Su Yinhe mentioned, referring to fried food, which Chi Yan disliked the most.

"I don’t like it, but it’s made by you," Chi Yan liked anything made by Galaxy.

"You... ahem, ahem." Su Yinhe was a bit embarrassed again.

"Well... when It’s done, you eat first, and Murong can have what’s left," Su Yinhe offered a solution.

Chi Yan was still not completely satisfied.