Chapter 12:

Jiang Miaomiao sat at the table, carefully recalling the details he had seen before, and sorted out a few steps.
1. Make noodles
2, chop stuffing
3. Pack together
Let's start with the first step.
In order to grow vegetables, all the pots and buckets at home are used up, and the only available containers are water cups and pots.
The water cup was too small, so she decided to use a pot and grabbed a few handfuls of flour in the pot. It was estimated that it should be enough for two people.
After putting things away, Jiang Miaomiao started to add water. Because the ratio of the dough was not determined for the first time, he kept adding it slowly, but it was still very difficult.
Why is it so hard? Add some more water.
Why is it so thin? Some more noodles.
After two things, the dough is already bigger than basketball when it is hard to adjust to the proper hardness she thinks.
Let alone two people, ten people make dumplings.
Jiang Miaomiao:...Uh, the rest of the pancakes are a big deal.
The noodles are reconciled, the next step is to chop the stuffing. There are only a few kinds of fillings that she can use to make fillings. She chose bean sprouts and bacon, which are both meat and vegetable.
Wash bean sprouts, dice bacon, and stir fry briefly.
Then he cut the dough into small the size of table tennis balls. Jiang Miaomiao found a bottle of shampoo and washed the dough.
This process was much more difficult than she thought, and the dough was not obedient at all under her hands. Either it sticks to the bottle, it breaks, or it rolls out into a strange shape and doesn't fit the circle at all.
After working hard for a long time, she sweated profusely, and only barely rolled out more than ten usable dumpling wrappers.
Less is less, just taste it.
Jiang Miaomiao wiped off his sweat and officially started making dumplings, but found that something was still wrong.
I used to look at other people’s bags, holding the skin in one hand, stuffing the stuffing in the other, and putting the two hands together and squeezing it lightly, a delicate dumpling was formed.
But when she squeezed, the dumpling stuffing and vegetable soup were everywhere, and the skin couldn't be twisted at all.
What can I do?
She caught a glimpse of a handful of unfried bean sprouts and came up with an idea. I ran upstairs and found a hairpin. After washing it, I poke holes in the dumpling wrappers and threaded the bean sprouts in.
The skin won't open anymore, put less stuffing, and stay in it without running around.
Jiang Miaomiao found the secret, and the more he ran, the more vigorous he became. In a blink of an eye, he used up all the dumpling skins to make fifteen complete dumplings.
Boil water and put the dumplings in the pot.
She was so tired that she squatted next to her for a while before she fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, someone grabbed her by the shoulder and woke her up.
With sleepy eyes, she saw Lu Qiming's face.
"What are you doing in the living room? Harazi filled the table."
is it? Jiang Miaomiao quickly wiped his mouth, and found that there was nothing, so he glared at him.
Lu Qiming smiled low, pulled two tissues to wipe off the zombie blood on his face, sniffed, and glanced at the pot on the stove.
"What are you cooking? So fragrant."
She suddenly remembered her achievements, and ran over quickly, opened the lid and took a look, desperate.
Lu Qiming came over and watched for a long time, "This is... noodle soup?"
The dumplings are tumbling in the boiling water, but the skin is the skin and the filling is the stuffing. They are all cooked to a pulp, like a dance of demons.
Jiang Miaomiao said angrily: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."
Lu Qiming was even more puzzled, "What the is this?"
He glanced at the semi-finished product in the trash can and laughed blankly.
"Is it dumplings? Hahaha."
Jiang Miaomiao was ridiculed by him, turned into anger, buttoned the lid heavily and turned off the fire.
"What does it matter? Nothing for you anyway."
"Really?" Lu Qiming drooped his big eyes, pitifully, "but I ran outside for noon, so hungry, almost starving to death."
"What does it have to do with me, get out of it."
Jiang Miaomiao was about to leave, he didn't know where to get something out of it and held it in front of her and shook it.
She saw her eyes straight.
A dazzling diamond necklace.
Lu Qiming said: "When I came back, I passed by a jewelry store and saw it. It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that I can only lie in the dust on the counter. Do you like it?"
Jiang Miaomiao likes more than he likes, he likes to death.
A friend said before that she is a dragon, and she can’t walk when she sees shiny and beautiful things while shopping.
But now is the end of the world, and it is lucky to be able to eat and drink enough. These little hobbies have long been left behind by her and she doesn't think about it.
Who knew that Lu Qiming would come back with a necklace.
Jiang Miaomiao tried to restrain her own sex, not looking at the necklace.
"dislike."
"Really? I don't need it either, then throw it away."
Lu Qiming walked to the window and opened the glass to throw it away.
She rushed over to it away, and said angrily: "Go and eat, it will kill you."
Lu Qiming got his wish and smiled happily.
"Can I wear it for you?"
Jiang Miaomiao shook his head, holding the necklace to admire.
Lu Qiming served himself a bowl of "noodle soup" and sat at the table to eat.
"It looks disgusting, it tastes pretty good, don't you eat it?"
She looked at the necklace in front of the sun. The unique cutting method of the diamond splits the light into countless ways. It is exquisite and translucent and extremely dazzling, attracting all her attention, so that there is no time to pay attention to Lu Qiming.
Lu Qiming drank a bowl, but he was not full, so he had another bowl.
"If you really like it so much, you might as well go to the jewelry store with me tomorrow and get back whatever you like."
Jiang Miaomiao finally saw enough, put it in his pocket carefully and shook his head.
"At this time, no one appreciates wearing it, and taking it all takes up space."
"Who said that? I can appreciate it."
She froze for a moment, and quickly sneered.
"You want to appreciate me, but I'm not happy. After going out for so long, what have you brought back?"
He slapped, "There, look for yourself."
There were two new carts behind the door. Jiang Miaomiao walked over to check, thinking that there would be a lot of new food, but they were all inexplicable things.
Hammers, nails, wood and steel plates, and even a big saw.
She looked back at Lu Qiming, "What are you doing?"
"The tide of zombies is coming soon. This kind of private house is not strong enough and needs to be reinforced."
"Have it?"
Jiang Miaomiao looked around and felt that the villa was quite sturdy, otherwise the little stars would have been swaying outside every day and they would have entered.
But since he is so sure, let him go, because she is too lazy to do it anyway.
Jiang Miaomiao took out the necklace and looked at it again, and went back to the room.
That night, Lu Qiming started and clanged with a hammer and chainsaw.
Jiang Miaomiao was worried at first that he would bring the zombies over, but after watching for a while, he found that the zombies didn't respond much to this sound, so he stopped paying attention to his own business.
She charged the kindle with a solar power bank. When downloading the e-book before, she didn't choose carefully because of the tight time. Basically all books were downloaded. If you remember correctly, there are recipes and vegetable growing manuals.
Jiang Miaomiao lay on the bed and flipped through it slowly, but she turned it over to a cookbook—100 delicious and easy to cook lazy dishes.
Lazy dishes, sounds suitable for her.
She opened it enthusiastically, and the first one was lazy chicken wings.
Ingredients: 500 grams of chicken wings.
Ingredients: appropriate amount of green onion and ginger, appropriate amount of cooking wine, appropriate amount of soy sauce, appropriate amount of honey.
step:
1. Cut the chicken wings twice.
2. Add ingredients to marinate,
3. Put it in the oven and bake at 180 degrees for ten minutes.
Jiang Miaomiao: ...I don't know if the dish is a lazy dish, it must be a lazy person who wrote this recipe.
She continued to scroll down, remembering only the right amount of words in her head, and accidentally flipped to a picture of fried chicken.
Due to the limitations of the body, the photo shows black and white. But as soon as she saw the outline of the fried chicken, her tongue automatically recalled the crispy, fragrant, tender and juicy taste.
You can't get fried chicken. Try frying two pancakes tomorrow?
She was hesitating when Lu Qiming came knocking on the door.
"Can I go in?"
"doing what?"
"Seal the windows."
What?
Jiang Miaomiao opened the door and looked out, only to see that the upper and lower windows of the villa were sealed with wooden boards by him, and it was as dark as a prison.
"What did you do?"
"This is the first step. After all the seals are finished, the gaps between the boards should be filled with paint and plastic wrap so as not to smell us when the tide of zombies comes."
"Don't the zombies outside dangle every day? No problem."
"The weather is still cooler now. When the temperature rises, the zombies will be more aggressive and more sensitive."
These settings are exactly the same as those in the original text. Jiang Miaomiao can't help but wonder if the other party is like her, not the characters in the book, but only after reading the book.
Lu Qiming then said: "Of course, I'm just guessing. But for the sake of safety, we should be more vigilant, right?"
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't refute him, but he felt extremely uncomfortable thinking that he would not even see the sun in the future.
Besides, without sunshine, how can she grow vegetables and dry clothes?
The two discussed, Lu Qiming made a concession-he got other places first, and finally sealed her room.
In order to hurry up, he started working at 8 o'clock the next morning.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and it didn't take long for me to start sweating.
Lu Qiming rolled his short sleeves over his shoulders, revealing his strong biceps. When he was about to continue working, he caught a glimpse of a person walking down the stairs.
The girl was wearing a white dress, her long black and fluffy hair was draped over her shoulders, her hands and feet exposed were slender, and her waist was evenly gripped.
Diamonds shone faintly on her collarbone, and the skin that hadn't seen the sun for too long was almost translucent.
"you……"
Lu Qiming originally wanted to praise her for being beautiful, but she didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or what, so she said:
"What do you look at? Have you never seen such a beautiful beauty?"
"...I have never seen such a narcissistic." He changed his words decisively. "Didn't you say that no one can appreciate it? Why did you put the necklace on?"
"No one appreciates it, so I decided to appreciate myself."
If you really die in the future, it is better to die beautifully than unkempt.
Jiang Miaomiao opened the cabinet and dragged out the basin to check the vegetables.
The result is gratifying. Many seeds have germinated, and the buds are tender and white, revealing vitality.
Which are tomatoes and which are cucumbers?
No matter what, no matter what she grows.
Jiang Miaomiao put down the basin, walked to Lu Qiming's side, and pushed his shoulder.
"Do me a favor."
"doing what?"
"You wipe some blood and help me get some soil in the yard, okay?"
Lu Qiming smiled, "Why don't you go by yourself?"
After several bloodletting, Jin half-butt was so weak that she couldn't make a sound. She was completely able to deal with it.
Jiang Miaomiao hesitated, "The smell is so stinky, I almost washed off a layer of skin before washing it. You can help me, dig some soil, and leave the task of growing vegetables to me. If you plant it, everyone will share it equally, how about?"
Lu Qiming refused mercilessly.
"I have to leave if the tide of zombies leaves. I don't have a chance to eat your food. Don't go."
"Are you really so unfeeling?"
He raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Miaomiao snorted, "Forget it, don't count on you, I will figure it out myself."
There was mud under the concrete floor in the basement, she couldn't dig it out if she didn't believe it.
Wearing a brand new white dress, Jiang Miaomiao walked into the dark basement with a shovel and hammer, and soon there was a beating sound.