Jiang Ya told Fu Zheng about this and wanted to hear his opinion.
Unexpectedly, Fu Zheng's thoughts were completely opposite to hers.
"I think that's a good thing."
"A good thing?" Jiang Ya didn't know why. She couldn't go on her way, so how could it still be considered a good thing?
Then she listened to Fu Zheng explain the reason to her.
They are on the road in a hurry. If there is cooling or snowfall on the way, they must find shelter. Not only will it be difficult to find a suitable and safe place, it will also affect their physical condition.
Instead of facing unknown dangers like this, it is better to spend the winter here with peace of mind and wait until the weather warms up next year before setting off again.
After a winter, their abilities will definitely improve a lot, and they can also take advantage of this time to collect more supplies.
After all, food will start to deteriorate as time goes by, so putting it in space in advance is the best decision.
"That makes sense, but aren't you guys in a hurry to get back to your base?" Jiang Ya looked at Fu Zheng with an expression that looked like you were coming up with something.
Looking at Jiang Ya's teasing eyes, Fu Zheng laughed out loud: "The purpose of going to my base in the first place was to save you from the pain of running around. In fact, as long as you are willing, it is a good choice for us to station here even if we don't go north. "
How could Jiang Ya not say this before Fu Zheng told her not to say more.
"But a certain little girl seems to have a mysterious obsession with the northern base, so how about we wait until the weather warms up before we hit the road again?"
"good."
What else could Jiang Ya say? No matter what the outcome was, Fu Zheng had already finished it. She just needed to enjoy his preference with peace of mind.
"Wash up and go downstairs to eat. I remember my second brother said we would have hot pot tonight."
Jiang Ya's eyes lit up when she heard the word hotpot.
She likes to eat hot pot very much, but in her previous life, she was alone and had no friends. When eating hot pot, she usually ordered takeout and ate it at home alone.
There will be no chance after the end of the world.
She was actually very envious of a group of friends getting together to eat hot pot, eating, drinking and chatting, which sounded lively.
Rather than saying that she likes hot pot, it's more that Jiang Ya has been alone for a long time and longs for a lively atmosphere.
Of course, she didn't say this to Fu Zheng.
Although Fu Zheng's identity is here, he is always accompanied by his brothers. Apart from the lack of spiritual emotion, there is no lack of companionship. He may not understand it.
When I came downstairs after washing up, bone broth for hot pot was simmering on the coal stove.
Everyone gathered in the living room, quietly doing what they were doing.
Those who wash vegetables, cut vegetables, arrange dishes, and season vegetables.
Jiang Ya looked at the extra basket of cabbage and potatoes in the corner and asked curiously: "Where did this food come from?"
If she remembered correctly, she did not put so many dishes in Feng Ming's space, and it was even more impossible for Fu Zheng to take them in her space on his own initiative.
Fu Zheng has a very strong sense of boundaries about this. Although Jiang Ya gave him the right to share space, he would never give it to others on his own initiative unless it was something Jiang Ya wanted to use.
Feng Ming raised the mushrooms he was cutting in his hands and explained: "Youyi sent someone to deliver them this afternoon. I saw that there were quite a lot of varieties, so I decided to have hot pot tonight."
Chen Yu shook off the water stains on the vegetables and continued: "You Yi spent a lot of money. In addition to vegetables, he also bought five kilograms of mutton rolls, a bundle of vermicelli and two bottles of white wine, which are the best for hot pot. Great food.”
Looking at the cabbage, potatoes, enoki mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, vermicelli, sweet potatoes, corn, and mutton rolls on the table, Jiang Ya took out a large bag of hot pot balls to add to them.
After thinking for a while, she asked again: "Does anyone like spicy food? I have hot pot base!"
He Zhanpeng was the first to raise his hand: "Yes, yes! I eat spicy food! I don't like anything spicy!"
Sun Zhe rarely said anything: "I feel like the weather has gotten colder today, so it's good to eat something spicy."
Considering that we have children and people who don’t like spicy food, we finally decided to have a mandarin duck hotpot.
Fortunately, Jiang Ya collected a few Yuanyang pots while collecting spatulas, otherwise she would not be able to eat the bottom of the Yuanyang pots.
In addition to the dishes, Fu Zheng didn't let them drink any white wine.
Drinking will make things worse, not to mention that under such a severe situation, it is even more impossible to drink liquor.
In the end, Jiang Ya contributed a few bottles of beer, and Fu Zheng allowed everyone to drink a can.
While Fu Zheng was picking up food for her, Jiang Ya leaned into Fu Zheng's ear and whispered, "I've stocked up on a lot of wine, so don't be reluctant to part with it."
Although it was a whisper, several people who had strengthened their physiques heard it. After hearing it, they looked at Fu Zheng expectantly.
Fu Zheng sneered and glanced at everyone: "Don't spoil them. In the apocalypse, you should have fun when you have food and drink. Are you still thinking about drinking? I think I haven't had the chance to train them recently, and my skin is itchy again."
When several people heard this, they dared to make mistakes. Feng Ming waved to Jiang Ya: "Xiao Qi, that's enough. Let's just eat food. You can keep your supplies for yourself. You don't have to take care of us."
Wang Mengcheng looked at Jiang Ya with gratitude in his eyes: "Yes, Xiaoqi, keep the wine for yourself. Brother Xi will find more supplies for you next time you leave the base."
Jiang Ya didn't force it, she smiled and said nothing more.
Tonight she experienced the feeling of drinking, eating and chatting. It was much more interesting than eating hot pot alone, and that was enough.
Not long after finishing the meal, You Yi rushed over in a hurry.
Seeing that the time was just past eight o'clock, Chen Yu didn't give him a good look for a moment: "We promised ten o'clock, why do you want to come so early and want to eat? But I'm sorry, we have already finished eating, and there are no leftovers."
"No, no," You Yi quickly waved his hand to deny, fearing that he would be accused of being greedy for petty gains in their minds again, "It's Cui Zhi. Cui Zhi seems to have discovered that I came to see you, and he even tried to trick me tonight. ”
No one is curious about what Cui Zhitao said to Yu Yi. Anyway, their original purpose was to provoke a fight between the two.
Fu Zheng got straight to the point: "We have discussed that we can form an alliance with you, but the premise is that you will obey our command."
When You Yi heard this, his panic suddenly disappeared a lot. As long as they were willing to work with him to deal with Cui Zhi, they would not have the final say in future matters.
He quickly agreed: "No problem, what do you want me to do?"
Jiang Ya: "You should know what Cui Zhi has done in private these days, right? Find the evidence first, and then tell you what to do next."
You Yi seemed to disagree with this approach and hesitated: "You guys are so powerful, wouldn't it be enough for the first recruit to come and do it to him? Is it so troublesome?"
"His identity is here. Do you think it's appropriate to kill him first?"
If You Yi were to do this, Jiang Ya would definitely not say a word, and would even beat gongs and drums to send him off, but the problem was that this matter had to be left in their hands.
She didn't want them to have to bear the reputation of being a rebel and rely on force to gain power despite their reputation.
After You Yi left, the third black rain of the apocalypse fell silently.
It is also because of this black rain that many new crises have been added to the end of the world.
