Chapter 32: Ordering food is so hard
Although Wang Qiu used to complain about poverty and grievances in various ways, such as Nobi Nobita donating New Year's money and pocket money to save the world, they were basically nonsense that deceived the natives of this time and space - Doraemon's various magical props , are all defective and discounted products from future department stores. Although they are far from zero cost, they are at least relatively cheap - but Comrade Doraemon's extreme desire for money is an ironclad fact.
——The time-travel debt collection thugs who came to the door still had a huge debt of 280 billion yen, the interest rate was skyrocketing every day, and the horrific fate of being sent to a factory to be dismantled to pay off the debt...all of this The threats and pressure all effectively and quickly reduced Doraemon's moral integrity.
Therefore, after doing the ideological work of everyone at Fujimi Academy, Doraemon launched an unceremonious sweep of Minarika's house - tables, chairs, beds, cabinets, vases, dressing tables, refrigerators, Microwave ovens, TVs, computers, carpets...all the things that seemed to be valuable were swept away by Doraemon, who was crazy about poverty. Even the magnificent crystal chandelier in the living room was removed. Come down
Then, feeling dissatisfied, Doraemon directed everyone to raid the unoccupied house next door and a small convenience store nearby. After opening fire and killing the shopkeeper who had turned into a zombie, he stuffed the entire shelf with the goods, plus the small truck carrying goods, into the [automatic pawn machine]... In the end, he managed to collect a total of 100 million yen—— It can be seen that the residents of this high-end residential area are indeed quite wealthy.
So, when Wang Qiu and Doraemon, who had gained a lot, left this time and space with a large sum of money, went to Nobi's house to meet Nobita and other elementary school students, and bought a batch of future props, Officer Nanrika and The teachers and students of Fujimi Academy could only sit cross-legged and kneel with their backs against the bare wall in a room that was as empty as locusts passing through, looking at each other - because even the small benches in the room were covered by Doraemon. Pawned.
"...Oh, I'm a little hungry!" Marikawa Shizuka, who was naturally dumb, touched her stomach and said coquettishly.
It was a good thing she didn't mention it. When she mentioned it, everyone touched their bellies and felt waves of hunger.
——The teachers and students of Fujimi Academy have certainly missed lunch and have not eaten a grain of rice for ten consecutive hours since the morning. Minami Rika, who is stationed at the sea airport, has also not been serious since the zombie outbreak. Had a meal. Previously, due to the constant occurrence of various crises and mutations, everyone's spirits were highly tense and they did not feel hungry yet. Now, after they relaxed a little, their intestines suddenly began to drum.
Seeing this, Busujima Saeko volunteered to go to the kitchen to cook, but in the blink of an eye she walked back helplessly, "...It's a bit difficult! Doraemon took apart the gas stove, rice cooker and refrigerator in the kitchen Let’s go. Now we have neither cooking utensils nor ingredients, so we can’t cook anything!”
"...How could this be possible?! People are going to starve to death!" Teacher Shizuka complained, stamping her feet.
"...Hmph! Teacher has so much fat on his chest, he will definitely be the last one among us to starve to death!" Saya Takagi snorted.
At the same time, Igohaunaga dug out a small package of biscuits from somewhere and stuffed it into Rei Miyamoto's hand, "...Um...Rei, this is what I casually put into my pocket when I was searching the convenience store just now. ’s... I have already eaten a pack. If you are hungry, just take it and fill your stomach first..."
Then, looking at the more than 20 pairs of eyes in the room, all staring at the cookies in her hands, Miyamoto Rei expressed that she was under a lot of pressure.
——Well, if such a small pack of biscuits is to be distributed to more than twenty people...can each person get one biscuit on average?
Fortunately, Hirano Toda, who had always been ignored by the girls before, stood up at this time and rescued Miyamoto Rei.
"...Don't worry, everyone, I have already made arrangements for dinner, and I will definitely make sure that everyone in the class can fill their stomachs!"
Hirano Toda said proudly, pulling out a rectangular patterned tablecloth from his backpack, humming a tune and spreading it flat on the tatami in front of him, "...This is the [delicious food] Doraemon left for us. Tablecloth], everyone can order what they want to eat!”
"...[Gourmet tablecloth]? Is it the one Doraemon took out last night? Hasn't it been shut down due to arrears?" Saya Gaocheng asked suspiciously.
"...No problem, Doraemon just said that he had already charged money into it in the morning!" As if handling some expensive precision instrument, Hirano Toda carefully placed the [gourmet tablecloth] on the tatami. He flattened the tablecloth and replied, "...Everyone should have read the related "Doraemon" comics! Theoretically, whatever food you want to eat will appear on this tablecloth~ ~”
"...It sounds very interesting." Nan Lixiang reached out and touched the [gourmet tablecloth], frowning and replied, "...but the question is, how should we use it to order food? I don't seem to see this There is something like a screen or keyboard installed on it..."
"...This thing is voice-controlled! In addition, for the convenience of beginners, Doraemon also helped us activate the intelligent auxiliary ordering system."
Habitually adjusting the black-rimmed glasses he was wearing, Hirano Toda-kun proudly showed off to everyone, and at the same time pressed a button in the corner of the [Gourmet Tablecloth]... Then, a sound sounded on the tatami. A monotonous mechanical sound without any ups and downs:
"...Ding dong! The xxxxx series [Gourmet Tablecloth] intelligent auxiliary ordering system has been launched. We are very happy to provide services to our respected customers. This system currently records 13035863223446 kinds of food. Would you like to choose dessert? Snack? Drink? Dishes ? Staple food?…”
"...Well, I want the staple food." Miss Saya Takagi suddenly rushed forward, pushed aside Hirano Toda-san, and answered.
"...There are 21576111654 kinds of staple food recorded in this system. Would you like to choose rice? Pastry? Western pastries?..."
"...pastry is enough." Miss Gao Cheng Saya said with a frown.
"...There are 13571113 kinds of noodles recorded in this system. Would you like steamed buns? Steamed buns? Noodles?..."
"...Noodles..." Miss Takagi Saya's face looked a little ugly.
"...There are 1,481,162 types of noodle foods recorded in this system. Would you like udon? Soba? Pasta?..."
"...Wow! Can I just have a bowl of 'ramen'!!!" Miss Takagi Saya was holding her head and almost going crazy.
"...Ding dong! Confirm the input of the keyword 'ramen', the system is searching... The system search is completed. There are 231321 kinds of ramen recorded in this system. Do you want Chinese style? Japanese style? Korean style?..."< br>
"...Of course it's Japanese style..." Miss Takagi Saya's voice began to become weak.
"...There are 35,324 types of Japanese ramen recorded in this system. Would you like tonkotsu ramen? Soy sauce ramen? Barbecued pork ramen?..."
"... Barbecued pork ramen!" Miss Saya Takagi's voice became deeper and deeper.
"...There are 3998 types of barbecued pork ramen recorded in this system. Would you like honey barbecued pork? Spicy barbecued pork? Cheese barbecued pork?..."
"...honey barbecued pork..." Miss Gao Cheng Saya began to roll her eyes.
"...There are 764 types of honey barbecued pork ramen recorded in this system. Do you want one with seaweed? One without seaweed?..."
"...without seaweed..."
"...There are 382 types of honey barbecued pork ramen without seaweed recorded in this system. Do you want one with green onions? One without green onions?..."
"...With onions..."
"...There are total honey barbecued pork ramen with green onion and no seaweed recorded in this system..."
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"...recorded by this system..."
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"...this system..."
"..." (I don't want to eat anymore)
In short, after struggling for a full quarter of an hour, Miss Takagi Saya should have eaten the food she wanted...probably...
Next, even though the smart auxiliary ordering system of [Gourmet Tablecloth] was so deceptive, everyone in Fujimi Academy ended up having a good time with wine and food - even though according to relevant Japanese laws, drinking is allowed in this room. There are only two people of age... But in today's cannibal zombie apocalypse, no one cares about such a trivial matter as the "drinking age limit".
——First, teacher Shizuka brought out a bottle of whiskey and said it was to calm down the panic, and the more she drank, the more she wanted to drink; then the drunken female teacher caught the students one by one and drank them mouth to mouth; and finally, even the female police officer Minami Rika In order to relieve the mental pressure, Comrade couldn't help but take a few sips... Yes, when the dark night finally fell on the earth, and Wang Qiu returned with Doraemon and Nobi Nobita's five-person team, he saw a pile of empty wine bottles rolling on the ground, as well as a group of clothes. Messy, rosy-cheeked, seductively intoxicated beauty...