Chapter 12: 12

 

Jiang Miaomiao was sitting in front of the table, carefully recalling the recipe she had seen before and sorted out a few steps.

 

1. Knead the dough

 

2. Chop the fillings

 

3. Wrapped them up together

 

Let’s start with the first step.

 

In order to grow vegetables, the flower pots and buckets at home are all used up, and the only available containers are the water glasses and pans.

 

The water glasses were too small, so she decided to use the pan. She grabbed and put a handful of flour into the pan, estimating that this should be enough for two people.

 

After putting the flour, Jiang Miaomiao started to add water and because this was her first time making a dough, she was unsure of the right proportions. Thus, she slowly kept adding water, but the dough was still hard.

 

Why is it still too hard? Let's add more water.

 

Why is it too wet? Then add some more flour.

 

As time went by, when she finally felt that the dough's hardness was just right, it was already bigger than a basketball.

 

Let alone two people, she could even make dumplings enough for ten people.

 

Jiang Miaomiao: ...Er, if worse comes to shove, she'll just make the leftover into pancakes.


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After the dough was ready, the next step was to chop the fillings. There are only a few kinds of fillings that can be used on hand. She chose to make bean sprouts and bacon, which are also very good.

 

She washed the bean sprouts, diced the bacon then stir-fried them into the pan.

 

She then cut the dough into small balls in the size of a ping pong ball. Jiang Miaomiao found a bottle of shampoo, washed it clean and used it as a rolling pin.

 

This process was much harder than she thought and the dough was not obedient under her hands. It either sticks to the bottle, breaks or is rolled into a weird shape that doesn't look like a flat circle at all.

 

After working hard for quite a while, she was all tired and sweaty, but she barely rolled out more than ten useful dumpling skins.

 

It's okay if it's less, what matters was the taste.

 

Jiang Miaomiao wiped her sweat and formally began making dumplings, but found that there was something wrong.

 

She had seen how people make dumplings; hold the skin in one hand and  stuff the fillings using the other, then gently pressed the edges with both hands and a delicate dumpling will form.

 

But when she pressed it, the dumpling fillings and vegetable juices were all over the place, and the skin couldn't be twisted.

 

What to do?

 

She caught a glimpse of a handful unfried bean sprouts, then an idea came to her mind. She ran upstairs to find a hairpin. After washing it clean, she poked holes onto the dumpling skin and threaded the bean sprouts in.

 

This time, the skin didn't open and she only put less fillings, and they obediently stayed inside.

 

Jiang Miaomiao found the trick and the more she does the work, the more energetic she was. In a blink of an eye, she had used up all the dumpling skins and made 15 complete dumplings.

 

She boiled the water and put the dumplings into the pan.

 

She was so tired that she directly fell asleep when she closed her eyes just for a moment.

 

Who knows how long it took when someone grabbed her shoulders to wake her up.

 

Her sluggish eyes saw Lu Qiming's face.

 

"Why are you sleeping here in the living room? Your saliva is flowing all over the table."

 

Really? Jiang Miaomiao hurriedly wiped her mouth, but found nothing, then she glared at him.

 

Lu Qiming chuckled, pulled two tissues to wipe off the zombie blood off his face. He sniffed his nose and glanced at the pan on the stove.

 

"What are you cooking? It's so fragrant."

 

She suddenly remembered her achievements. She then hurried over, lifted the lid to take a look, only to feel disappointed.

 

Lu Qiming leaned over and looked for a long time, "Is this...noodle soup?"

 

The dumplings were rolling in the boiling water. The skins and fillings were all broken into pieces, dancing like a group of demons.

 

Jiang Miaomiao was extremely angry: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know."

 

Lu Qiming was even more puzzled, "What is this thing?"

 

He glanced at the semi-finished product in the trash bin and laughed dumbly.

 

"Don't tell me, it's dumplings? Hahaha."

 

Jiang Miaomiao was ridiculed and flew into a rage out of humiliation. She heavily closed the lid and turned off the fire.

 

"Whatever it is, it's not yours anyway."

 

"Is that so?" Lu Qiming's big eyes drooped, looking pitiful, "But I ran outside all afternoon and I'm so hungry that I almost starved to death."

 

"What does it have to do with me? Step aside."

 

Jiang Miaomiao wanted to go, but found something swaying in front of her eyes that she didn't know where it came from.

 

Her eyes straightened after seeing it clearly.

 

It was a dazzling diamond necklace.

 

Lu Qiming said: "On my way back, I walked past a jewelry store and saw this. It's so beautiful that it's a pity to leave it lying on the counter just to accumulate dust. Do you like it?"

 

Jiang Miaomiao doesn't just like it, she loved it to death.

 

Her friends used to say that she's like a dragon. Whenever she goes shopping, she would stop walking at the sight of bright and beautiful things.

 

But now is the end of the world and it's already fortunate to be able to eat and drink, so these little hobbies have long been tossed at the back of her mind and forgotten.

 

Who knew that Lu Qiming would surprisingly come back with this necklace.

 

Jiang Miaomiao tried hard to restrain herself from looking at the necklace.

 

"I don't like it."

 

"Is that so? If you don't need it, then let's just throw this away."

 

Lu Qiming went to the window and opened it to throw the necklace.

 

She quickly rushed over to snatched it and she angrily said: "Go eat and stuff yourself to death."

 

 

Lu Qiming got his wish and laughed happily.

 

"Let me help you wear it?"

 

Jiang Miaomiao shook her head and held the necklace to admire it.

 

Lu Qiming poured himself a bowl of "noodle soup" and sat down at the table to eat.

 

"It looks disgusting, but it tastes pretty good. You're not eating?"

 

She scrutinized the necklace under the sunlight. The unique way of cutting the diamond reflected the lights into countless channels, which looked exquisite and dazzling. It attracted all her attention that she had no time to care about Lu Qiming.

 

Lu Qiming drank a bowl, but he was still not full, hence he drank another bowl.

 

"If you really like it, you might as well follow me to the jewelry store tomorrow and take all the things you like."

 

Jiang Miaomiao finally saw enough, thus she carefully put it in her pocket. She shook her head.

 

"At times like this, no one would admire it if I wear them and they would only take up space."

 

"Who said that? I can admire it."

 

She was stunned for a moment and soon sneered.

 

"I don't want you to admire me. What have you brought back that you've been out for so long?"

 

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He pointed with his mouth, "There, look for yourself."

 

There are two new carts behind the door. Jiang Miaomiao walked over to check it out, thinking that there would be a lot of new foods, but they are all just inexplicable things.

 

Hammers, nails, wooden boards and even a big saw.

 

She looked back at Lu Qiming and said, "What are you planning to do?"

 

"The zombie wave is coming soon. This kind of private house is not strong enough and needs to be reinforced."


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“Does it?”

 

Jiang Miaomiao looked around and felt that the Villa was quite sturdy. Otherwise, the little star wandering outside every day had already come in to attack them.

 

But since he was so determined, then let him do it. Anyways, she's too lazy to move her hands.

 

Jiang Miaomiao took out the necklace again to appreciate it and then went back to her room.

 

That night, Lu Qiming started jingling with the hammer and the chainsaw.

 

At first, Jiang Miaomiao was worried that he would lead the zombies over. Later, after observing for a while, they found that the zombies did not respond much to the sound. Thus, they stopped worrying and got busy with their own affairs.

 

She used the solar power bank to charge her Kindle. When she was downloading e-books before, she didn't choose them carefully because of the lack of time. She basically downloaded everything. If she remembered it correctly, there were recipes and vegetable growing manuals.

 

Jiang Miaomiao lay in bed and was slowly turning the pages. Sure enough, there was a cookbookㅡ100 Delicious Dishes for Lazy People.

 

Dishes for lazy people, this sounds right for her.

 

She opened it with enthusiasm and the first one was Lazy Chicken Wings.

 

Main ingredient: 500g chicken wings.

 

 

Ingredients for marinade: appropriate amount of scallion and ginger, appropriate amount of cooking wine, appropriate amount of dark soy sauce and appropriate amount of honey.


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Procedures:
 

1. Cut the chicken wings in two

 

2. Add all the ingredients for marinade

 

3. Put it in the oven and bake at 180 degrees for ten minutes.

 

Jiang Miaomiao: I don’t know whether this was a lazy recipe or not, but I'm sure that the one who wrote this recipe was a lazy person.


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She continued to flip through and her mind only remembered the two words; appropriate amount. She then accidentally flipped through a picture of a fried chicken.

 

Due to the limit of the screen, the photo shown was in black and white. But as soon as she saw the outline of the fried chicken, her tongue automatically recalled its crispy, fragrant, tender and wonderful juicy taste.

 

She couldn't make fried chicken. Should she try frying two pancakes tomorrow?

 

She was still hesitating when Lu Qiming came to knock on the door.

 

"Can I go in?"

 

"What for?"

 

"To seal the window."

    

Huh?

 

Jiang Miaomiao opened the door and looked outside. She saw that the windows above and below the Villa were all sealed with wooden boards, and it was so dark like in a prison.

 

"What did you do that for?"

 

"This is just the first step. After all the seals are made, the gaps between the boards should be filled with paints and plastic wrappers to prevent the zombies from smelling us when the zombie wave comes."

 

"Don't the zombies hang around outside every day, but there was no problem?"

 

“The weather is still cooler now and when the temperature rises, the zombies will be more aggressive and more sensitive.”

 

These are exactly the same as the settings in the original book. Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but wonder if the other party was just like her; who wasn't a character in the book, but only transmigrated after reading it.

 

Lu Qiming then said: "Of course, I'm just guessing. But for safety measures, shouldn't we be more vigilant?"


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Jiang Miaomiao couldn't refute him, but when she thought that she couldn't even see the sunlight in the future, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

 

Besides, how can she grow her vegetables and dry clothes when there's no sunlight?

 

After the two of them had discussed, Lu Qiming gave inㅡhe will work on the other places first, and lastly, seal her room.

 

In order to seize the time, he started working at 8 o'clock the next morning.

 

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and not long after, he started sweating.

 

Lu Qiming rolled his short sleeves up to his shoulders, revealing his strong biceps, but when he was about to continue his work, he caught a glimpse of a person walking down the stairs.


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The girl was wearing a white skirt, her long, black and fluffy hair were draping over her shoulders. Her exposed hands and feet were slender, and her waist could be even held in one hand.

 

The diamond necklace sparkled on her collarbone and her skin that hadn't seen the sun for too long was almost translucent white.

 

"You..."

 

Lu Qiming originally wanted to praise her beauty. But not sure whether it was because she was embarrassed or something, she said:

 

"What are you looking at? You've never seen such a beautiful woman?"

 

He immediately changed his mind decisively, "...I have never seen such a narcissistic person like you. Oh right, didn't you say that no one will admire it? So why did you wear it?"

 

"Since no one will admire it, I decided to admire it myself."

 

If she really dies in the future, it's better to die beautiful than dying with messy hair and a dirty face.


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Jiang Miaomiao opened the cabinet and pulled out the wash basin to check the vegetables.

 

The results are gratifying. Many seeds have sprouted and the bud tips are soft and white, and full of vitality.

 

Which ones are tomatoes and which ones are cucumbers?

 

Anyways, regardless of what kind of vegetable would grow, she wants it.

 

Jiang Miaomiao put down the washbasin and walked to Lu Qiming's side, then pushed his shoulders.

 

"Do me a favor."

    

"What favor?"

 

"Will you smear some blood and help me get some soil in the yard, please?"

 

Lu Qiming smiled yet not a smile, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

 

After several times of bleeding, golden half buttocks was too weak to make a sound and she can totally handle him all by herself.

 

Jiang Miaomiao hesitated, "It smells so nasty that I almost washed off a layer of my skin just to wash it off last time. How about you help me dig some soil and leave the task of growing vegetables to me, then we will both share it equally?"

 

Lu Qiming ruthlessly refused.

 

"After the zombie wave, I will also leave and I will have no chance of eating your vegetables, so I won't go."

 

"Are you really that heartless?"

 

He raised his eyebrows.

 

Jiang Miaomiao snorted, "Forget it. I shouldn't have my hopes on you. I can figure it out myself."

 

Under the cement floor in the basement was mud and she doesn't believe that she couldn't dig it out.

 

Jiang Miaomiao, who was wearing a brand new white skirt, carried the shovel and hammer, and walked into the dark basement. Soon after, there came a knocking sound.

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