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Chapter 69: Your refuge, do you usually eat like this?

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Lu Shaoquan's face stiffened, but seeing the cup already brought before him, not accepting would be impolite, so he could only reluctantly reach out and take it, yet he didn't drink, just placed it on the table before him.

That water bucket was large and transparent; looking from the outside, the water inside was actually clear and transparent, unlike those polluted waters.

But Lu Shaoquan would never consider that big bucket of water to be pure water.

What do the dust civilians drink? Most dust civilians can only drink polluted water obtained through simple physical sedimentation.

Dust civilians with a bit of condition possess simple filtration devices that can filter out fifty percent of harmful substances, but they are still unqualified polluted water.

Lu Shaoquan has drunk high-grade purified water in the special zone since childhood; he dare not drink the dust civilians' water.

"Young Master Lu, why aren't you drinking?"

"I'm not thirsty, hehe."

Lu Shaoquan concealed his embarrassment, but how could Team Captain Ye Heng fail to notice?

He thought, perhaps the young master couldn't drink plain water, and he had no tea for entertaining, so he could only wrong Young Master Lu.

"Then wait a moment, I'll have the kitchen prepare food; you've done our Bi Hu Suo a great favor, I must treat you to a meal."

Saying that, Ye Heng strode off toward the tent exterior with a solemn air, giving Lu Shaoquan no chance to refuse.

Lu Shaoquan rubbed his forehead and shook his head, thinking, Ye Heng is fine in every way, just too enthusiastic, insisting on treating him to a meal.

Without even thinking, would he dare to eat the dust civilians' food?

It wasn't that he looked down on dust civilians or disliked Ye Heng's arrangements for his meal; he was simply accustomed to the clean food of the special zone, and its preparation was surely a hundred times better than the dust civilians' fare.

If he really had to be entertained, he would rather hope Ye Heng could miraculously produce a bottle of liquor.

Unfortunately, that's impossible; he doesn't believe Ye Heng still has such high-quality liquor, so he can only imagine it to himself.

Ye Heng pretended to go order the kitchen to cook, but actually went to the camp to find two women and instructed them:

"Soon the goddess will provide food to entertain Young Master Lu; at that time you two will put the food into bowls and plates, then carry it into my tent—remember?"

The two women nodded repeatedly.

After Ye Heng left, they looked at each other.

"Young Master Lu seems important to our Bi Hu Suo; even the goddess specially bestowed food to entertain him, so we must not make a mistake later."

"I've heard that Young Master Lu is a noble young master from the 13 Special Zone, and Team Captain Ye Heng made a deal with him; he personally transported the supplies to our Bi Hu Suo, and he's not bad."

"You've seen those big refrigerators, right? My dad said that even in a civilized era, such-spec refrigerations are expensive; the supplies Team Captain Ye Heng exchanged this time are all high-end goods."

……

Lin Meng went out to prepare the food for Ye Heng's hospitality.

Considering that even the upper citizens there treat a twenty- or thirty-dollar bottle of red wine as a treasure, they must truly have never eaten anything good.

After thinking, Lin Meng turned into a homestyle restaurant.

High-end restaurants are not only expensive, they also don't fill you up.

For people of the wasteland era, any random dish in such a small eatery is delicious; the key is large portions that fill you up, offering higher cost-performance.

Arriving at the shop, Lin Meng ordered all of the restaurant's signature dishes.

Braised pork, stir-fried yellow beef, chopped chili fish head, a serving each of braised assorted platter, plus an order of stir-fried leeks with razor clams, home-style tofu and dry-fried string beans, finally a bowl of tomato egg soup, plus an electric rice cooker of rice—all set.

This seven-dish-one-soup spread guarantees Lu Shaoquan will eat his fill and leave.

After buying the food, Lin Meng went to the supermarket and bought a case of beer and a box of orange pulp drink; while checking out, she thought of Ye Fan, turned back, and picked up a large bottle of cola.

On the way back to the hotel, Lin Meng carried a packed-to-the-brim takeout box in one hand, hoisted the whole case of beer and orange pulp drink with the other, and had a super-large bottle of cola hanging from her pinky.

The petite figure moved with light, agile steps, appearing relaxed and natural.

Passersby seeing this scene couldn't help but give Lin Meng a gaze of attention; the turn-back rate along the way simply exploded.

Lin Meng paid no heed, a wind at her feet, and soon returned to the hotel.

She first stored the cola in her second space, left a note for Lin Fan, letting him freely dispose of that bottle of cola.

Then she summoned Ye Heng and delivered the food to him.

"Seven dishes and one soup should be enough to entertain Young Master Lu; quickly serve it hot for him to try."

"Moreover, this box of beer has low alcohol content; you can accompany Young Master Lu in free drinking. As for this box of orange pulp drink, handle it as you see fit—letting him taste it is fine; if you're reluctant, keep it for the children in our Bi Hu Suo to drink."

Ye Heng stared at the food in the space, his saliva unstoppably secreting.

He immediately thanked Lin Meng, then trotted back to the tent he had just been in.

The two women were still waiting for Ye Heng; seeing him arrive, they hastily took out the bowl and chopsticks they had prepared earlier.

"Seven dishes and one soup, all re-plated into bowls; also go tell the big stove kitchen staff to prepare some cabbage soup, with appropriate pork slices added, boil a big pot to later reward the assembly workers."

One of the women, having received the order, was about to go notify immediately.

Ye Heng thought of something and called her back.

"Wait a moment, take these few seasonings as well, and let the cook use them as he sees fit."

While speaking, Ye Heng took out refined salt, a bottle of cooking wine, and a bag of MSG, handing them to the woman.

Seeing this, both women were greatly startled.

"Team Captain, are these high-end seasonings? And they're all new—are these gifts from the goddess?"

Ye Heng nodded, "The goddess gave us plenty more; later each household can come to collect."

After returning to the tent, Ye Heng saw Lu Shaoquan still hadn't drunk that cup of water, so he took the cup away, poured the water back into the large bucket, firmly refusing to waste it.

Lu Shaoquan opened his somewhat dry mouth, ultimately saying nothing, merely thinking to himself that this refuge was ultimately too small in scale and life too crude.

But he soon felt something was off.

Since living supplies are lacking, shouldn't they have first used that bottle of wine to trade for the most urgent necessities? Why did they ask for a big refrigerator instead?

A refuge lacking even a water purification device can't get basic clean water—what use is a big refrigerator?

Just then, Ye Heng chuckled, placing the empty cup back before him, and immediately said:

"Young Master Lu, you've waited long enough; we're about to start the meal, we'll eat and chat a bit later—what do you think?"

Lu Shaoquan gazed at the utterly empty table and cups, momentarily at a loss for words.

But just then, a sudden wave of fragrance drifted in from outside the tent.

That aroma was rich and complex, but unmistakably the scent of food.

Lu Shaoquan's eyes widened as he fixed his gaze on the tent entrance.

The next moment, two women each carrying a tray entered.

Team Captain, the seven dishes and one soup are ready, a pot of rice is done, the pork and cabbage soup is also simmering—sorry for keeping you waiting.

Lu Shaoquan kept flaring his nostrils, a person who ought to be extremely poised and restrained, yet now he resembled a starving ghost reborn, his eyes glued to the plate, unable to look away…

Your shelter, do you usually eat like this?!!

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