In the apocalypse of natural disasters, she has a universal APP

The lunch time was quite pleasant, but I ate so much fruit that I couldn’t eat anything for lunch.

She innocently looked at the big bottomed crisper, picked out the last cherry inside and threw it into her mouth, thinking about skipping lunch altogether.

...That's not okay, just eat some.

She was neither hungry nor had an appetite, so she licked and plucked and took out a small bucket of instant noodles from the finished food she had made. It was seafood-flavored and looked like it had been soaked with the lid up.

The bucket was so small that she could hold it with one hand. She snorted and just ate it, picking up half of it with a fork.

She just... okay, she's not hungry anyway.

I also served myself a small plate of spicy cabbage, which is a chopped and sold finished product. It is sour, spicy and refreshing. It is very appetizing to put it on the noodles and eat it together.

She finished the noodles in a few mouthfuls, and drank almost all the soup while blowing on it, leaving only the bottom soaked in the dregs from the dough bag.

On the one hand, it felt like I hadn't eaten much and my mouth hadn't moved much, but on the other hand, my stomach was indeed full.

She smacked her lips in disgust, went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth, stretched and walked outside again, wandering back and forth in her small yard endlessly.

Although every plant, tree, brick and tile in the newly built house was chosen and put together by herself, the finished product still feels fresh and brings a good mood.

It's like the feeling of excitement when you buy something new, and you want to hold it and never let go.

I simply moved the exercise session to the yard. After warming up, I stood on the flat ground in the middle of the small yard, facing the green grass and green trees, and slowly did a set of Tai Chi.

Needless to say, she felt that it had the effect of doubling the effectiveness.

Now various exercise areas have been renovated one after another. She has built a private gym for herself, in a black and simple style, with all kinds of equipment that can be used and not used.

Hey, it doesn’t look comfortable.

Needless to say, the dedicated dance studio is also in a black and cool style. She also specially fixed the color-changing light strips, which can create a ghostly atmosphere when turned on occasionally.

There is a yoga room with tall windows, and Pilates is also performed here. Because the room is tall and spacious, there is an ethereal echo when music is played to assist exercise.

Today's electric baton practice was also moved to the yard by her - yes, although she has moved into the space and does not plan to go out, she still cannot lose the skills she has mastered, and she still needs to practice them.

While the flowers and plants were swaying, another human-shaped sandbag was beaten with wounds all over her body. She was sweating, took a towel soaked in cold water, wiped it clean, and exhaled comfortably.

Well, every breath smells of nature.

The towel was placed directly on her head. She shook her arms, which were a little tired from using the electric baton, and strolled slowly.

When she first started building the front and back yards, she didn't actually think that she could do sports here, but she still left a lot of flat ground, but by some strange combination of circumstances, it's convenient now.

After resting for a while and looking at the green scenery in the garden, she took out her skipping rope and danced hummingly for a while, and then changed to shuttlecocks and rubber bands one after another. She was very happy to play by herself.

After finishing, I took a shower, slipped into the snack room, and made myself a cup of green tea jasmine drink in a leisurely manner.

Throw a green grape known for its sweet fragrance into a cup, crush it directly, pound out the juice and leave the pulp to add taste, then add ice cubes frozen with washed jasmine flowers.

This ice cube was not made in advance before the apocalypse, but I was inspired by watching a video recently. I froze some and added it to the drink, which will give it a floral flavor.

Then pour in the jasmine tea that has been cold-brewed in the refrigerator, turn it slightly with a stir stick, and swirl it with the ice cubes to allow the tea to blend with the grape juice below.

Finally, carefully pour a small can of original yogurt drink on top to give the tall glass a layered gradient effect, and put a mint leaf on top for decoration.

The production process was recorded with a camera that was set up in advance. She quickly took a few photos while it was just being done. The decoration at the bar itself is beautiful, so it is suitable to use it as a background for taking photos.

Then, insert a transparent glass straw into it, stir it, and mix the color and taste evenly until it becomes the color of a cup of yellow, not yellow, brown, not brown milk, not milk.

Squint your eyes and take a sip. Ah, it's cool and refreshing. It has the aroma of tea, fruit and the sweet and sour taste of lactic acid bacteria. It doesn't taste too good.

Yes, her aim is to leave the good looks to the camera and the good drinks to herself.

In addition, because the frozen flower ice cubes looked very nice, she simply found a clean open box, poured the ice cubes directly into it, and placed it on the bar with an ice cube shovel next to it for easy access.

Of course, there is a small area where the ice is placed. The time flow rate is adjusted to be still, so there is no fear of the ice cubes melting, and it looks good when placed there.

In the future, when you want to add ice cubes to your drink, just come over and adjust the flow rate to normal, then scoop out the ice and take it away, and then set it back to still.

There are not a lot of ice cubes here, and it doesn't take long to shovel the ice each time. In addition, even if the time flow in this area changes back and forth, the overall temperature is kept at a relatively low level by her.

So I'm not afraid of it melting.

Besides, even if it does melt, it would be better to just disassemble it and replace it with a brand new one.

I went directly to the sofa in the lounge area with my drink in hand, and continued to read the decoration book while drinking.

The books she picked were all about practical examples. There were many pictures and they were quite interesting to look at. If you liked something, you would mark it with a sticker and try to restore it later.

Time passed by, I didn’t eat much at noon, and I felt a little hungry in the evening. I happened to see a foreign ramen shop on various food videos.

She asked Goldfinger to mix a portion of the same type of oil-soba noodles, and as soon as she took them out, she smelled a very different aroma.

On the surface, it looks like a mild noodle dish. A bowl of buckwheat noodles with vegetables, fried pork belly, chopped green onions, meat sauce and eggs neatly arranged in a circle, looks delicious.

The food blogger she saw in the video had his own way of eating it. He had to cover the surface with chopped onions, then pour three circles of chili oil around it, mix it up and then eat it.

It can be seen that this blogger really loves to eat this noodle, and his anticipation was palpable from the moment he entered the store door.

But...she doesn't like eating raw onions.

Looking at these raw onions, she looked embarrassed and chose not to add them yet.

She had never eaten this kind of noodles before, so she started by mixing the existing noodles step by step. As soon as she mixed them with her chopsticks, she discovered that there was an oily and soy sauce-flavored mixture buried at the bottom of the bowl, which immediately became less bland.

She was originally thinking about ordering oil noodles, which didn't look oily at all, so she was waiting below.

After mixing it well and taking a bite, it was delicious, with a salty-sweet flavor. The noodles looked golden after being mixed with the sauce, and were oily but not greasy. She ate them repeatedly and made a sound.