The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Kong Chen and his team cook more complicated meals.

They don't have too many dried noodles, so tonight they steamed rice and fried another dish. They didn't dare to expose the meat, so they just cut a little and put it in. It's a relief.

Meat is also a hard-to-find resource.

In fact, after the end of the world, many meat factories and other places have been searched.

When they go again, because of the power outage, many meats that have not been searched have already been spoiled.

In addition, small animals after the end of the world cannot eat it.

So meat is actually quite rare in the last days.

Of course, the same goes for vegetables.

Wen Ling and the others cut ham, while Kong Chen and the others ate meat.

In fact, everyone's strength is similar, so no one cares about each other.

Because when it comes to fighting, Kong Chen and the others have only one more person on their side. It's hard to say how strong each other is.

I really made a move rashly, and it would be embarrassing if I couldn't beat it.

And it's easy for him to become a head giver.

Therefore, if the members of this kind of team are together, they should stop thinking about each other.

Cong Jin told the team members that it is better to take more precautions, and there is no need to do anything else.

The three views of the villain at the beginning are still good.

He later became a zombie, probably because of the hatred in his heart, so he became black like that.

Hatred of humanity.

After all, he thought he was good to his team members, but at the critical moment, he was pushed into the zombie push by the original owner.

It's no wonder he doesn't hate it.

Wen Ling also felt that the original owner had gone too far.

But fortunately, I came at a good time. If I really pushed someone, I guess the little ginseng spirit would have to jump in now, and become the zombie I hate the most.

The smell is too strong, Wen Ling really doesn't like it.

"How about it, do you want to eat some of this pickle? It tastes good?" Cong Jinsheng asked in a low voice, afraid that Wen Ling's food would not be good.

He still has a lot of personal items in his space.

Cong Jin has a lot of space, and it is divided into two parts, one part is the supplies collected by his team, in fact, there are not many left, more are some supplies, and there is almost no food.

What is being consumed now is the items he hoarded at the end of the world.

In fact, he had stocked up a lot of things, and before he realized something was wrong, he had already swept through nearby supermarkets and shopping malls.

Therefore, he stocked up a lot of things in advance.

Nowadays, supplies are hard to find, and it is not a long-term solution to always think about picking up leaks.

In the end, I still have to think about how to re-breed life in the difficult land of the last days, which is the real thing.

Otherwise, it will be a matter of time to sit and eat.

But now is not the time to think about these issues.

His space is divided into two parts, and the part of his personal belongings is still very rich in supplies.

There are lots of snacks, snacks and such.

At this time, I'm afraid Wen Ling won't be used to it, after all, the hypocritical image before is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Although Cong Jin felt that people were different and might not be as hypocritical as before, Cong Jin still felt distressed.

If only it wasn't in the last days.

He is a research scholar, he can earn a lot of money every month, and he must be able to support the little girl well.

It's a pity that now is the end of the world, and his abilities are limited.

Therefore, we can only give the little girl a better life as much as possible under limited conditions.

At this time, I asked in a low voice, because I was afraid that the little girl would not eat well.

He also hoarded a lot of other pickles in his space, if he wasn't afraid of taking them all out at once, it would attract the attention of others, especially the opposite team.

Don't think that he didn't notice the other party's secretly observing eyes.

If it wasn't for worrying about this, Cong Jin wanted to take it out directly and let Wen Ling pick and eat.