Natural disasters in the last days, I have an infinite supermarket full of supplies

These people have been grinding for a long time, and nearly half of the soybeans have been ground.

Su Yinhe took up the soybeans that had been ground into slag and juice, and was hungry for a long time.

Su Yinhe first put soybean dregs and soybean juice into her largest pot, then added a proper amount of water and started to cook.

During the boiling process, she also cooked a few pots of rice, and the soy milk hadn't been ground yet, so they couldn't be allowed to work hungry.

Thinking of how they devoured the steamed buns in the morning, she used all the rice cookers on the fifth floor to cook.

Six rice cookers are enough.

If that's not enough... go hungry.

There are only six pots in her house.

The soy milk boiled quickly, she took a clean gauze to filter the bean dregs, and put it into a large thermos cup.

She also took the jar of white sugar, she needs to add a little sugar to drink soy milk, Chi Yan likes sweet food very much, so there should be a lot of sugar in soy milk, Lin Murong doesn't know.Su Yinhe didn't dare to put sugar in according to his own taste.

So she decided not to add sugar for the time being, and took down the white sugar jar together, and then everyone would add sugar according to their own taste.

When Su Yinhe carried it down, he took three more glasses.

"Drink soy milk. It's ready."

Seeing that Su Yinhe had taken so many things, Chi Yan specially moved the milk tea cup occupying the middle position on the table to the side, leaving a place in the middle for Su Yinhe to put the thermos cup.

Lin Murong was also very excited when he saw the soy milk. Well, it's been a long time since I drank soy milk. The last time I drank it was the last time.

But when Su Yinhe opened the thermos and poured three cups of steaming soy milk, Lin Murong's excited heart felt as if someone had suddenly poured cold water on it.

Big...drinking hot soy milk on a hot day?
Why does it feel like there is something wrong with the three of them.

Su Yinhe didn't notice Lin Murong's complex expression. After pouring the soy milk, she sprinkled a proper amount of sugar into her cup, shook the cup, and began to drink slowly.

It's not that she doesn't want to be quick, the main reason is that the soy milk is just out of the pot and it's a little hot.

Su Yinhe only poured a little sugar, but Chi Yan was not afraid of killing himself, and poured out half a jar of sugar.

He also took out a golden spoon from the space, stirred it slowly, and after the sugar was completely melted, he held the cup and drank it enjoyably.

Lin Murong looked at them, and then at the steaming soybean milk in front of his eyes.

I fell into deep thought, whether I was abnormal, or the two of them were abnormal.

In other words, can soy milk be served with ice?

Will hot soy milk become thinner if I drink it with ice?

Lin Murong struggled for a while, and then decided to add ice to the soy milk. He is a supernatural being who has survived in the apocalypse for ten years. He has not eaten anything in these ten years.

Moldy bread, expired cans, hairy biscuits... Lin Murong felt that his stomach was already made of steel.

Absolutely not channeling rare.

In summer, drink iced soy milk.

Lin Murong was embarrassed to trouble Su Yinhe to get ice from the milk tea shop in the supermarket, and he was too lazy to move, so he directly asked Chi Yan to get ice cubes from the space.

There are a lot of ice cubes stored in the Chiyan space, and they were stored when the apocalypse was just beginning and the power was not cut off.

He sometimes drinks coffee with a little ice cubes in it.

There were too many back then, and there are still many now.

After hearing what he said, Chi Yan frowned.

"You want to add...ice to the soy milk?" Chi Yan looked at Lin Murong like a fool.

Lin Murong was stimulated by his eyes.

"Why don't you drink hot food like you guys. It's almost noon, and the sun is shining so brightly, aren't you hot?"

"I'm not hot, it's because you're too irritable." Chi Yan said, and put some ice cubes in Lin Murong's soy milk.

Lin Murong wiped his mouth after drinking the soy milk, "It's still a little warm, add more next time."

"There will be no next time."

"Ah? Isn't that right? We are all good friends, so adding two cubes of ice won't do?" Lin Murong didn't expect him to be so stingy.

"Ice cubes are fine, but—do you have soy milk?" Chi Yan glanced at him.

"Aren't you going to share it with me?" Lin Murong looked at him in disbelief.

"One week." Lin Murong said lightly.

I said that I will not give food for a week, and this soy milk is also included in the scope of rice.

"So much soy milk, you can drink it in a week?" There must be a lot of ground soy milk in three big barrels of soybeans, even if Su Yinhe and Chi Yan are half of each other, that's still a lot.

A week... can't finish it.

"Then keep it." He has space, things are what they are when they are put in, and they are what they are when they are taken out, and they are not afraid of being damaged.

Lin Murong clutched his chest, "You have changed, you were not so stingy before, you forgot our vows..."

Chi Yan's expression remained unchanged, he took out a steamed bun out of thin air, stuffed it into Lin Murong's mouth, and successfully blocked his outrageous words.

Dogs bark.

Daily regretted saving Lin Murong's dog's life back then.

Su Yinhe watched them making trouble and couldn't help laughing.

She thinks Lin Murong is very suitable to be an actor.

Chi Yan poured another cup after drinking a cup of soy milk, and added a lot of sugar.

"Brother Chi, you're still young, it's okay to drink something so sweet once in a while, but you also have to think about your future, what to do if you get diabetes when you're old."

"There is no cure now." Now that there is no hospital, if you get diabetes, you can only wait to die.

After Lin Murong finished eating that big steamed bun, his mouth could babble again.

The old father's concern began again.

Chi Yan's hand holding the cup tightened.

"Don't end up not being killed by zombies, cold, or dehydrated, but dying of diabetes. Brother Chi, listen to me, don't eat such sweets. Put less sugar and you won't die." Lin Murong still can't figure out why Chi Yan likes sweets so much.

Some were even so sweet that Chi Yan could eat them without changing his expression.

"Don't worry, you won't see that day." It was definitely not him who died first.Chi Yan's tone was very light.

Lin Murong felt that his old father was under a lot of pressure, and his son was not obedient at all.

I don't know if it was for Lin Murong to see, but after Chi Yan finished drinking, he poured another cup of soy milk, and this time, he poured all the white sugar into it.

He didn't pour a lot of soy milk, but only a shallow layer. In the end, there was more sugar than soy milk.

Lin Murong was dumbfounded, and Su Yinhe was also dumbfounded.

her sugar...

A jar is full, she just pours a little bit, and it's gone?

Can Chi Yan be so sweet?

After Chi Yan finished pouring out the sugar in the jar, he took out the bagged sugar from the space, tore open the package and refilled the jar.

Then he took a spoon and ate the white sugar in the cup raw, spoon by spoon.

Su Yinhe felt awkward looking at it.

She was so frightened that she took a sip of fruit tea to suppress her shock.

Lin Murong didn't dare to speak now, he was afraid that Chi Yan would do some weird things again.

When the son grows up, he is rebellious.

There is no end to this period of rebellion.

Not even talking.Lin Murong, the old father, was heartbroken.

"Sweet?"

After Chi Yan ate half a cup of sugar, Su Yinhe asked cautiously.

"It's okay." Chi Yan narrowed his eyes, and he liked it very much.

Chi Yan: I have eaten more sugar than you have ever eaten salt.

Lin Murong: dare not speak.JPG