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Chapter 551 The Zombie Queen Lives in My House 5.105
I'm so angry!
It's been more than two years, and the level abilities of these boys have been rising steadily, but the cooking skills of how to cook have not improved at all!

It was still the same as the first day, the food made was unpalatable.

Fanhua lost her good temper and quietly looked at the big zombie.

The head of the big zombie hangs down even lower, and the little brother behind him also hangs down his head. The little nine-headed vine silently buried himself in the soil, and wanted to retract the last vine on the ground, but found that he couldn't shrink back. go in...

It turned out that the big zombie stepped on it.

Nine-headed Vine showed a head, as if glaring at the big zombie: You stepped on me, hello!
The big zombie squinted at the green vines under his feet: labor and management are being trained, why do you want to escape?
She looks ugly, so how could she want to be beautiful!
Fujiji, who was not as high as the opponent, flinched back spinelessly.

Can't get up, don't dare to get up...

Everyone just knows how to bully me!
Under the watchful eyes of the flowers, several zombies spent a difficult night.

The next day, the zombies prepared the boss' meals as usual, ready to welcome the boss to get angry at any time, but found that one of them was missing.

Cowardly little Teng Teng is gone!

The three zombies walked in expressionlessly, not planning to wait for Xiao Teng Teng, and even had the idea of ​​gloating and waiting to see Xiao Teng Teng's jokes.

Even though, their faces were still too stiff to make any expressions.

After entering, Fanhua glanced at them indifferently, and when her gaze skipped over the food in the hands of the zombies, there was a clear look of disgust.

Being stared at by the boss, the zombie boy's scalp numb.

When the boss looked away from them and put them next to them, the three breathed a sigh of relief, Xiao Tengteng, who didn't come, was about to receive the anger from the boss!
They can take a break.

Sure enough, Fan Hua didn't see Xiao Teng Teng where he should have seen Jiu Teng Teng, and his expression was displeased~

At this time, the floor on the ground began to tremble, and the traces of trembling drew a straight line, like the ground plowed by a groundhog.

Little Teng Teng, here we come!
Come so late, court death!

The three zombies took a step back silently, so as to leave the interrogation stand for Xiao Teng Teng, who was about to bear the anger of the boss——

Just when they were about to watch the small vines pretending to be dead, suddenly, a green vine flashed out from the ground, and the branches and leaves at the top were like a small tray, carefully placing the presented tributes.

On the green rattan plate, there are several small——

sweet potato.

After the apocalypse, there are almost no natural green plants and vegetables that have not been contaminated by viruses. People are eagerly staring at the results of food cultivation, but they have always had little effect, and what is consumed is still the food stored before the apocalypse.

After all, food storage is limited, and no one knows where the way out for human survival lies.

Of course, there are no vegetables to eat, and flowers are not included.

Time is frozen in her space, which can be called a perfect fresh-keeping machine, and it couldn't be easier to eat whatever you want.

However, the zombie boys don't know how to cook, waste ingredients, and make her eat dark dishes every day!

Sweet potatoes, of course Fanhua had eaten them before.

Shi An cooked many kinds for her, sweet potato rice, sweet potato porridge, sweet potato slices, the most delicious one is roasted sweet potato...

Surrounded by charcoal fire, the hot waxy sweet potato, whose skin is torn off when it is torn off, is so sweet that people will never forget it after eating it.

Coincidentally, there are no sweet potatoes in her space alone. She stored food and flowers very casually, and picked what she saw.

At this time, the taste buds that had been silent for two years were mobilized as if they smelled some top-level delicacies.

(End of this chapter)