Chapter 42 The room is filled with a wonderful fragrance?

"Master, waaaaah, where did you go! Xiangxiang thought you didn't want me anymore!"

As soon as Zhao Xiang ran out, she immediately curled up in Wei Lun's arms like a frightened little bird, her face full of grievances she had nowhere to confide in.

“Who doesn’t want you? I can lose everything, but I can’t lose you, my obedient maid.”

Wei Lun, smelling the faint fragrance of a young girl and with his mouth full of sweet talk, coaxed Zhao Xiang, making her incredibly excited. It seemed that she wouldn't be a proper maid if she didn't give everything for her master.

The two went into the house together. Wei Lun lay down on the sofa, his eyes half-closed as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Master, I'll get you a blanket, you can get some sleep."

Zhao Xiang turned around and ran into her room, took out her quilt, and covered Wei Lun with it.

"Damn, it smells so good?" Wei Lun couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. He had originally wanted to take a nap, but now that these things were here, he couldn't fall asleep at all.

"Xiang...go cook for me, I'm hungry."

It was already noon, just lunchtime, and Wei Lun's stomach was empty; he desperately needed something to eat to fill it.

"Ah, Master, my name is Zhao Xiang. You can't just call me Xiang."

Zhao Xiang blushed all the way to her neck. In her mind, saying the word "fragrant" was like her master eating her and then exclaiming how delicious it was...

Wei Lun waved with a grin, signaling to go make something to eat, while he himself dozed off on the sofa.

How could he possibly sleep? The blanket he was covered with belonged to Zhao Xiang, and it had a wonderfully sweet fragrance. It felt like a million ants were crawling all over him. If Wei Lun hadn't kept telling himself that he was a gentleman, he probably would have actually devoured Zhao Xiang.

Unable to sit still any longer, Wei Lun took out his phone and called Li Shi, the owner of Zhenshi Food Processing Factory.

As soon as the call connected, Li's smug voice came through: "Boss Wei, I've missed you so much! How much stock do you need?"

Wei Lun leaned back on the sofa, picked up his teacup, took a sip of water, and said slowly, "Same as last time, send it over as soon as possible."

Li said excitedly, "Boss Wei, I knew you needed it, so I've already prepared the goods. I'll deliver them to you a little later this afternoon!"

After hanging up the phone, Wei Lun immediately transferred 12,000 yuan.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang had already prepared several side dishes and a bottle of red wine, making it look exceptionally romantic.

"Xiangxiang, do you want to eat steak? Why are you eating Western food?"

Wei Lun stared at the onion steak, pasta, fried chicken legs, and a bottle of red wine on the table, feeling dizzy. Was this girl having a sudden burst of girlish enthusiasm?

"Master, this is called Romantic. How romantic! It will give you a happy home."

Actually, the dishes looked very simple, but Zhao Xiang went through many steps and was extra careful to make them. Since there were only Wei Lun and Zhao Xiang in the house, Zhao Xiang decided to use Western food to create a warm family atmosphere.

Of course, it would be even better if it were at night; Zhao Xiang might even light a few candles and have a candlelight dinner.

Wei Lun sat down at the dining table and first took a small sip of red wine.

"Xiangxiang, I will transfer an extra 10,000 yuan to you every month from now on, as a way to cover household expenses. If there is more, I will give it to you as pocket money."

As he spoke, Wei Lun cut off a piece of steak and put it in his mouth. The instant aroma and tender texture of the steak completely won him over.

"Master, how is it? How does it taste?"

Zhao Xiang looked at Wei Lun with great excitement. This was a salt and pepper steak recipe she had specially learned. According to what she read online, it could fully bring out the aroma of the steak, leaving a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth. It was the kind of dish that her family would always crave after making it.

"Xiangxiang, you are so smart. You can make any dish taste incredibly delicious."

Wei Lun ate and talked, then picked up a glass of red wine and drank it down in one gulp. It was so refreshing. After finishing the steak, he continued to eat chicken legs and spaghetti. He didn't feel greasy at all; instead, he had a pleasant sweet and sour feeling.

Standing to the side, Zhao Xiang's face was full of satisfaction, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. Her master's satisfaction was her happiness.

After the meal, Wei Lun continued to lounge around like Ge You, while Zhao Xiang busied herself clearing away the dishes.

"Xiangxiang, make yourself something to eat, don't blame me if you go hungry!"

Wei Lun chuckled, looking at Zhao Xiang's slender back, he couldn't help but feel a little concerned. Ever since this girl became his maid, she had been diligent and hardworking, always bearing a happy smile on her face, seemingly without any worries.

"Okay, Master, I'll take good care of myself."

Although Zhao Xiang said that, her stomach was already growling with hunger. Her heart was only for her master, and sometimes she would have the illusion that as long as her master was full, she would be full too. Was it just wishful thinking? If Wei Lun hadn't specifically reminded her, she might have forgotten to cook for herself.

At four o'clock in the afternoon,

The goods from the Zhenshi Food Processing Plant arrived on time. Wei Lun also bought a lot of delicious food and stuffed it all into his jade pendant space for future use, ensuring that he wouldn't be hindered from making money in the apocalypse.

"Xiangxiang, while I'm away, just take good care of the house and don't worry about me!"

Before leaving this time, Wei Lun surprisingly explained the situation to Zhao Xiang. Perhaps it was because he had often disappeared in the past, causing the girl to worry, and he felt a little guilty.

After saying that, Wei Lun returned to his room, closed the door,

The black jade pendant was activated, and the user was transported to the apocalypse.

Still on the hillside, Wei Lun, who had appeared out of nowhere, cautiously surveyed his surroundings, holding an automatic rifle, and slowly walked towards the valley stronghold.

They encountered only a few scattered zombies, but didn't face any major danger.

After passing the checkpoint, Wei Lun quickened his pace and arrived at the Qin family's tent.

"Father, Wei Lun would be very happy if he came!"

"Mu Tong, let's wait here. I believe the boss will be back in a few days!"

Inside the tent, the father and daughter were talking, and some of their conversation could be faintly heard. Wei Lun pushed open the tent door and saw that it was empty, with nothing inside. Wei Lun was very puzzled.

"Wow, honey, you're finally here!"

Qin Mutong gave Wei Lun a big hug and snuggled in his arms like a kitten curled up in its owner's arms, reluctant to part.

"What's going on? Why is everything gone?"

Wei Lun looked at the empty tent. There used to be some cabinets and beds inside, with all sorts of small items on display. Now, there were only two chairs and the Qin father and daughter inside.