Chapter 203：

Tang Miao smiled lightly, and her eyes were quiet and slightly different from those of a sixteen-year-old boy: "Of course, I accidentally scratched it. I also want to worship the uncle you gave me. If it wasn't for you to suddenly throw bombs, I Will it fall? "

The man suddenly looked stiff, uncle? He is only 26 years old this year, okay? Called "uncle" by a 16- or 7-year-old child?

Tang Wen smiled, politely and honestly: "Mr. Feng, don't worry, we are all present when Little Master is 'fallen'. At that time, Little Master did not have any injuries on his face. If your corpse is not found below, you can explain that The master's injury must not have been captured by zombies. "

The Black Wolves are also present, but it seems that there are a lot of people missing. The black wolf came over and echoed, "I can testify to this."

Feng Jinzhou smiled and said nothing. Even if the child was wounded by zombies, the situation is still under control, so don't worry too much.

Feng Jinzhou brought a lot of people. Soon, he pulled up more than a hundred sacks of seeds below. These seeds add up to more than ten thousand pounds. There was joy on everyone's face.

Feng Jinzhou looked at the time and said to everyone, "It's more than two o'clock now. Let's get something to eat first, and then what will we do?"

Everyone has no objection. There is no need to look elsewhere, the entire ten-story zombies have been cleaned up by military personnel and is absolutely safe. Everyone brought in the pots and food in the car, because there were too many zombies on the first floor, and they went up to the second floor to prepare their own food. Last time they found a lot of Chinese cabbage from the village.

"Little Master, how are you going to eat today?" Tang Wu asked.

Tang Miao said: "Still cooking hot pot, simple."

The people of the Black Wolves and the Army all came to see them all at once. To cook hot pot? It sounds drooling at first, but they are a little skeptical. Where can I find seasonings for the bottom of this pot?

I saw Tang Miao pull out some dried red peppers from her backpack. Dried red peppers were stringed into a string, and at a glance, they were found from the countryside. Rural people like to string red peppers with a string. After air-drying, they will not spoil as long as they are kept dry. You can eat them whenever you want. Then I saw Tang Miao digging in a large backpack and taking out a few packets of dehydrated vegetables. It was onion segments, carrots and shiitake mushrooms, and a small pot of cooking oil.

The Black Wolves and the army both cook noodles, which is convenient and fast.

When everyone saw that everyone in the Fruit Corps took out a bottle (a mineral water bottle) or half a bottle of pickles from the bag, the drool that was under great control almost flowed down. Pickles! This is good. I can only cook noodles when I am out of the mission, and most of the time only oil and salt can be added to it, and sometimes there is not even oil. The light noodles are very unpalatable, but if you add a little pickle, it will become fragrant. And pickles can last a long time.

"Is that found in the village, too? Boss Tang, how can we change things with you? Half a bottle will do." The black wolf's eyes narrowed.

Tang Sihuang ignored him.

Tang Miao answered, "What good thing do you have?"

The black wolf's forehead was drawn, and Tang Sihuang closed his eyes and raised his mind. He had no intention of opening his mouth. He had to look at Tang Miao again: "What is a good thing? The badminton racket I collected last time is 80% new, which is not good. thing?"

"Is there a badminton?"

The black wolf was stunned. Tang Sihuang ticked his lips slightly. Many people were amused by Tang Miao and laughed loudly.

"... Yes, one old, two new." The black wolf said that the owner had just bought three one-packs and only used one of them.

Tang Miao handed her half bottle to him: "Here." So many people were present, and he was not afraid to drop the black wolf.

The black wolf couldn't wait to unscrew the lid, took a bite with chopsticks, and said, "There's still beef in it?"

Feng Jinzhou couldn't sit still for a moment, looked up at the Fruit Corps, and saw that Tang Xin, Tang Wen, Tang Wu, Tang Qi, and Feng Ye all brought their bottles in front of them, obviously there was no intention to change. There is still more than half of the bottle in front of Tang Sihuang, but he has no hope at all.

Tang Miao thinks that Feng Jinzhou's eyes have not been noticed. Feng Jinzhou is a member of the army. The vegetables in the beef pickles he made were all produced in space. It would be awful if any differences were found.

After having lunch, Feng Jinzhou said: "About all the seeds collected today, how do you like to allocate them? We take all the seeds, but each of your two survival teams is divided into ten seeds, each seed is 20 pounds . Then the Fruit Legion gives 20,000 points, and the Black Wolf Legion gives 40,000 points. "