Nan Ci took out a recliner from the space and placed it beside the bathtub. He lay on it lazily and crossed his legs.
"No more pretending! Let's show off! I just have a space!"
After saying that, Nan Ci raised the corners of his mouth and felt more relaxed than ever before.
It's not that Nan Ci can't hide secrets, it's just that it's too uncomfortable to live with them, hide secrets in your heart, and be constrained in doing anything.
Now that it's open, she doesn't have to worry about anything anymore.
Compared with now, life in the past was so frustrating!
Zhou Ziyang was stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.
The old Taoist priest, on the other hand, was not surprised at all. He even walked up to Nan Ci and said, "Nan Ci, take out another one and I'll lie down too."
Nan Ci turned his head and glanced at the old Taoist priest, smiled silently, took out two more lounge chairs and put them aside.
The old Taoist priest immediately sat on it eagerly, and after lying down, he repeatedly sighed, "It's so comfortable!"
"Qianqian, Nan Ci took the mutton soup cake that he hates the most. What if he wants to try it?"
Hearing what the old Taoist said, Cao Yong laughed angrily, "Does he want to eat? Is he there to sign up for the names of the dishes?!"
Nan Ci stared at the things under the table, then turned to look at Cao Yongjia, "Is there anything he wants to eat?"
In the future, I will be very satisfied if I only eat meat until I am full. Now that I can eat richer meals, I will feel even more depressed.
Generally speaking, it is very difficult to raise a big turtle, and it is a bad turtle.
The old Taoist priest was very surprised and sat upright instantly.
Although I knew why Zhou Ziyang still woke up, it was obvious that his life was not in danger. There was really no need to torture himself by eating and drinking.
In the future winter, Nan Ci also hated drinking a bowl of steaming mutton soup in the morning.
The old Taoist priest took a long breath, and then with determination, he stuffed a bun out of his mouth.
Although I wasn't surprised at all, Guo Nanci didn't say anything and immediately found mutton soup and pancakes from outside the space.
"Hey!"
The rest was used to recover the space, and was not wasted. It was eaten clean by the big turtle one by one.
The old Taoist priest turned his head slightly and glanced at the bathtub, "If you had to soak outside the bathtub all the time before, wouldn't the bathtub be too big?"
Nan Ci glanced at the old Taoist priest with a smile, "Is he really thinking about this? He just wants to eat roast chicken, roast duck and roast goose? Small plate of chicken, pickled cabbage, fish and braised pork?"
Mu Qianqian's attention was always on Cao Yongjia's body. It wasn't until she heard Nan Ci's words that she turned her head.
"What do you want to eat?"
By the way, Nan Ci, there is nothing ready to eat outside his space?"
On the other side, Mu Qianqian was still waiting for Zhou Ziyang's answer, but unfortunately, he didn't get it.
Nan Ci raised his chin towards the old Taoist priest, "Those are all ordered by the Taoist Priest, and they are all what I want to eat. He will see if there is anything else he wants to eat."
On the contrary, the more times that happen, the more you should eat and drink to nourish your spirit and conserve your physical strength.
Seeing what the old Taoist priest was doing, Nan Ci was laughing and crying.
Mu Qianqian was determined for a moment, and then said, "Don't you have mutton soup and pancakes?"
"Nan Ci, he is really..."
Hearing Zhou Ziyang's words, Nan Ci shook his head, "I don't know, but we have plenty of time, so we can just wait slowly."
Even if we know that there is no space in Nanci and there may not be very few supplies outside, it will definitely be wasted.
Zhou Ziyang looked at the two of them with a smile, but did not lie down like the two of them. He was still standing on the edge of the bathtub, nervously looking at Mu Qianqian in the bathtub.
“Can we still order food?”
When she saw the table full of things, Mu Qianqian's expression became extremely shocked, "Well, there aren't that many things, do I still need to ask you what you want to eat?"
The old Taoist priest did not continue talking, he just pointed at Nanci and shook his head.
The amount of breakfast ordered by the old Taoist priest was really small. Even though both Nan Ci and the old Taoist priest had relatively small appetites, they could still finish it.
"Of course - no! After that early morning, you still have to eat so greasy, so just eat a little more complicated, just follow what he just ordered!"
"Yes! How does he know you do?"
Only in this way can we provide enough help to Zhou Ziyang when he needs it.
Zhou Ziyang seemed to have retreated into a deep sleep. No matter what the people inside said, you were still moved, as if you didn't hear him at all.
Although it was said very slowly, the quantity seemed to be extremely small, but once it was placed, a small table was filled to the brim in an instant.
"I don't know how long it will take Qianqian to wake up."
Watching the big turtle snacking and drinking, Nan Ci was not stupid at all, "Taoist Priest, how come I haven't seen him feed the big turtle that before?"
It’s such a cold day, why don’t you drink mutton soup?
Those who can survive to this day have basically experienced severe beatings in the apocalypse.
A bowl of mutton soup will warm you up from the outside to the inside.
Seeing Mu Qianqian tearfully drink a bowl of mutton soup and eat all the pancakes, Cao Yong was also very satisfied.
When Mu Qianqian saw the mutton soup and pancakes, her face showed an expression of surprise, but she didn't drink it immediately.
As the old Taoist priest continued to speak, Nan Ci knew what I was going to say, but he just thought he knew it and moved a small table out of the space, and then took out all the buns ordered by the old Taoist priest. What does the word "Hey" mean?
The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "Are you thinking that there are relatively few of us and our appetites are relatively small, so we should eat less? Besides, you haven't really thought about it since you haven't eaten for such a long time.
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Thinking of life after the apocalypse, Nan Ci understood what Mu Qianqian was thinking at this time.
Isn’t that too luxurious?
The old Taoist priest who was about to stuff a bun into his mouth paused for a moment before hearing what Cao Yongjia said.
Although Mu Qianqian was happy, she didn't waste the mutton soup cake.
The old Taoist priest also opened his eyes, "You can't see a single flower even if you stand on the edge and look at it. Sit down and wait!
The old Taoist priest almost jumped up from the recliner, "You only want to eat those, you also want to eat roasted whole lamb, roasted suckling pig, Australian crayfish! Doesn't he?"
Everyone knows that life is always difficult and food is always precious.
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "We all have enough to eat, how can we cook for it? I can eat meat until it is full, and the turtle son is not very satisfied."
