Chapter 222 New Years

   North entrance.

  Under the spacious shed, there was a long table, and two braziers were placed beside the table, and the charcoal fire inside was very vigorous.

  Chu Guang, wearing a blue power armor, stood in the shed, looking at the little players busy in the market, with a father-like smile on his face.

good.

   Draw a cake and let the players bake it by themselves. Sure enough, this is what planning should do.

   Chu Guang originally thought that holding this celebration would consume a lot of inventory, but now it seems that his worries are completely unnecessary.

   Those little players obviously read his event copy several times, and even from the perspective of the game background, they also excavated what he wanted to express but was embarrassed to write in the copy.

   Wasteland foodie.

   Naturally, you have to use some "authentic" food from the wasteland.

   Would you be too embarrassed to say that the dishes you cook are "the purest wasteland"?

  Crispy stove leech cricket meat, deep-fried mutant cockroach legs, leech pot, and glowing blood-sucking worm steak, all put together!

   Of course, Chu Guang himself would not eat it.

   He doesn't have N lives.

   It is better to eat something healthy and hygienic.

There are three prizes in the    contest.

   One is the food in the minds of the wastelanders, the other is the food in the minds of the players, and the other is the approval from the manager.

   The selection criteria for the three awards are different, and the number of judges is also different, but the awards are generally the same.

   That is, huge event points!

  Limited title!

   and inducted into the Hall of Fame to shine on the forums!

   Like the previous events, you can earn points by completing tasks in the event, and the points can be used to exchange for event-limited rewards, as well as New Year’s red envelopes—in fact, it’s a lottery with a different name.

   Prizes include, but are not limited to, the first prize of 666 silver coins, but also the grand prize - a carbon nano bulletproof vest worth 6666 silver coins.

   This item has never been put on the NPC store, and the price is arbitrarily marked by Chu Guang. Anyway, even if you add a zero, no one will refute it.

   In addition to the lottery, the most interesting thing for players is of course the limited title and the chance to enter the Hall of Fame.

   And according to the manager himself, if he gets the title of "Wasteland Gourmet", the dishes he designed will be included in the menu of this year's New Year's party.

   For life professional players, this temptation is too great.

   In order to compete for this title, the condiments other than salt in the warehouse were almost sold out.

   So much so that Chu Guang had to temporarily adjust the activity strategy, temporarily removing the seasoning from the warehouse shelves and changing it to completing the task to receive.

   is also thanks to this, the progress of completing the daily tasks in the past few days is quite gratifying, and he, the manager, has also received reward points from the system.

   In order to meet the cooking needs of the players, Chu Guang spent almost all his points on the primary blind box these days, and for this he also got a lot of seeds of high-yielding crops.

   This is also a windfall.

   Looking at the wooden sign on the table, Xia Yan asked Chu Guang with a puzzled face.

   "What are the judges?"

   She had never heard such a strange word.

  Chu Guang explained after a little thought.

   "Simply put, you walk around the north gate, and if you think it looks good, you can take a copy back. If it's delicious, just give it a like."

   Of course, you have to give Yaya a taste before eating.

  As a perception player, her talent is toxin intuition, and she can see at a glance what cannot be eaten.

   In addition, her physique attribute is not high, she eats anything that is fine, and others can basically eat it.

   Yaya is very happy to be a "tester".

  Chu Guang still remembers how the little player patted his chest and assured himself that he would do his best to maintain the order of the celebration, and asked himself to give her this "honorable and arduous" task.

   "Oh, so that's the case." Xia Yan nodded forcefully.

   To sum it up... Take whatever you like to eat when you see it?

   Eat and drink without spending money?

   This is too cool! ?

   Xiaoyu, who was sitting behind the long table, looked a little nervous.

   took a peek at Brother Chu and said in a low voice.

   "But... is it really okay if you don't give me money?"

  To be honest, this question is a bit redundant.

  What do the judges pay for food?

   It’s generous enough to not charge entry fees!

   Not to mention that there are points rewards for participating, even the last consolation prize is definitely enough to pay for that little meal.

  Chu Guang originally planned to say this, but seeing Xiaoyu's unhappy expression, he changed his words when it came to his mouth.

  The dog can plan to be alone.

   You can’t teach bad children.

   "This is part of the celebration, and the cost of the event will be covered by the shelter... You can understand that the money has actually been paid."

   said here and paused for a moment.

   Looking at the ignorant little fish, Chu Guang smiled gently and continued.

   "Remember to say thank you to them before tasting."

   "They'll be happy all day."

   Boss Xia, who was standing beside him with his arms crossed, nodded as well.

understood.

   It turns out that it is not free to eat and drink.

   is public food and drink.

  …

   The food competition to welcome the New Year is in full swing. In order to get the limited title, both life professional players and combat professional players have tried their best.

The    event continued until the last day of December.

   Today is a rare sunny day.

  The howling north wind and blizzard are already at the end of the battle, and the harsh winter seems to have come to an end.

  Everything is foreshadowing, dawn is coming, and victory is at hand!

  In order to welcome the upcoming Wasteland Era 212, the outpost is full of lights, so lively.

  The doors of many houses are pasted with red paper, and big red cloth strips and ribbons are hung.

   In order to make the festive atmosphere stronger, Chu Guang also issued a special task to make more than 40 lanterns in the woodworking hut, from the square in front of the sanatorium to the market at the north gate.

   At dusk.

  More than forty lanterns were lit.

  The hazy light, against the flaming torches, made the entire outpost lively and at the same time added a bit of festive color.

  Chu Guang found that his little players were geniuses.

   In just one week, under the condition of lack of materials, his little players have unlocked hundreds of recipes amazingly.

   has some very creative brain holes, and even he couldn't help but be amazed when he saw it.

   Such as vines.

   It is said that she gained the experience from nomads. With the help of Qiucao and Qiuye sisters, she boiled shellac from the pupae of devil moths and made something similar to "soil jelly".

   That thing is crystal clear, white and soft, and it tastes like jelly. If you don’t mention it deliberately, no one will think of the devil moth.

   There is no suspense, and the food won the award of "The Most Popular Wasteland Food".

  After all, compared to Lao Na's salt and pepper charcoal grilled mantis legs, and some "realistic food" that has nothing to do with wasteland at all, this dish cleverly finds a balance between the two.

   And the taste and texture are not bad, it belongs to the "order neutral" kind.

   The only pity is that there is no chilli sauce, otherwise it must be more delicious.

   However, not everyone was satisfied with the results.

  Especially for those who "nearly" won the game...

   "Hey! Why is the wasteland foodie not me! It's so delicious!"

"that is!"

"unacceptable!"

The    awards session ended as early as noon, and now is the celebration time.

   The unrepentant canyon is fleeing Mole, Elf King Fugui and Lao Na, and they roasted all the unfinished mantis legs, trying to prove themselves with their taste.

   But unfortunately, there were few people in front of the booth of the three of them, and no one was there at all.

   Even after confirming that there is no poison, Yaya still shook her head into a rattle.

   "Sorry, I'm physically uncomfortable, I really can't accept this kind of food!"

  The beautiful and kind-hearted Miss Fujito looked closely, thinking about buying a little to comfort them, but when she was about to pay, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

   "Speaking of which...is there really no iron nematodes?"

   Hearing this sentence, Brother Mole immediately felt that the wound was sprinkled with salt, and said with a look of grief and indignation.

   "How can there be so many iron worms! Not all praying mantises have iron worms!"

  Elf King Fugui: "That's right! It's all blown up like this! And isn't it poisonous?"

  Irena: "Hey! Do you know how hard it is to find these things in the winter!"

   "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't ask..." Fujito hurriedly took out the VM, although she didn't know why she had to apologize, but in short, she paid for it first.

   couldn't stand it any longer, Ye Shi walked over, patted Irena on the shoulder, and sighed.

   "Forget it, Laona, let's give up, don't struggle."

  Irena said with grief and indignation: "Musakae! I won't be offline if I don't sell out!"

   Ye Shi silently let go of his hand.

   Good guy.

   It turned out to be ready for the night...

  …

   The most recognized food award by players was won by Fujiteng in one fell swoop.

   The food recognized by NPCs such as Boss Xia, Xiaoyu, Yin Fang, Heya, guards, and warehouse managers is the "mushroom cloud cake" made by Yaya.

   As a taster, she also participated in this competition.

   Beat the egg whites with eggs and sugar from the Frostspear clan. Yaya cleverly used the egg whites in a piping bag with a round mouth to make small mushroom caps, sprinkled with chocolate chips around them.

  The whole cake looks like a mushroom cloud, and the surrounding chocolate chips form a nuclear bomb crater.

   But to be honest, in Chu Guang's view, this is a complete trick.

  Chocolate, sugar and eggs are all bought, and they are far from cheap.

  Although Chu Guang repeatedly emphasized that he needed cheap and delicious food, but the NPCs were all overwhelmed by the taste of chocolate, and they were completely uninterested in those wasteland-style foods.

   Looking at the little fish with gleaming eyes, Chu Guang really couldn't bear to vote down, so he didn't say anything.

  Fortunately, he also expected the results of the voting to be biased, so he set up a third award-"the most recognized food by managers".

   This award was presented by him personally.

  The food that won this award is the "Crack Claw Crab Cake" from the Niu Ma Squad.

  400g of cracked claw crab meat is added with 450g of green wheat flour, mixed with 10g of salt, a little buffalo grass powder and white berries to squeeze juice, you can get a full one kilogram of minced clawed crab meat.

  The meat patties made of this kind of minced meat do not have the sour taste of green wheat, but also retain the flavor of crab meat. There is no doubt that it is delicious.

  The amount is large and easy to store. Chu Guang awarded the award to its inventor without a word.

  Because it is a group work, except for the name of Chef Scrambled Eggs, which will be displayed on the first-level page of the Hall of Fame, the list of other collaborators will be included in the second-level sub-page.

   I have no opinion on these collaborators, after all, their names are already in the Hall of Fame.

   Giving this rare opportunity to Brother Scrambled Egg was originally their decision after consultation.

  Stand at the north gate of the base.

   Chu Guang, who was wearing a power armor, announced the final result of the game with a loud voice, and then raised a glass to the crowd in the celebration.

   "Celebrate the last day of the old year!"

   "Let's toast to the harvest in the coming year!"

   There are a lot of things I wanted to say.

   But looking at the little players whose faces were full of excitement, Chu Guang suddenly felt that the long talk seemed a little redundant at this time.

   Leave the time to them.

   Just be a handsome and handsome NPC by yourself.

   As the voice fell, the market at the north gate instantly resounded with cheers, and the wooden wine glasses were raised high.

   "Ouch!"

   "The planning boss is awesome!"

   "Woooooo, this year's New Year's Day finally doesn't have to eat takeaway alone!"

   "Brothers who don't exist, you have to eat as if you took off your helmet."

   "Okay, don't talk about it, and the tears are about to fall."

   There are about 500 players who choose to celebrate the festival in the game, basically all of them are here.

   As for the other 300 players, either there is something in reality, or they are with their families, and it is estimated that they will come back after noon tomorrow.

   In addition to the players, the NPCs who came to the celebration were also full of joy and joy.

  It turns out that the celebration is such a happy thing.

  It turns out that festivals are such a thing!

  Life seems to have a new hope, even if they don't realize it, a sense of cultural identity is gradually taking shape in their hearts.

  Chu Guang took out the last few barrels of red wine in the inventory and distributed a small glass to everyone.

   Although it was all divided up, Chu Guang was not distressed.

   First of all, he has decided to drink less alcohol in his life, and he will not drink if he can.

  The other thing is that he grabbed this wine from the wine cellar of the old leech anyway, so it doesn't matter after drinking it.

   There will be new ones next year.

   "Cheers! Hiccup—"

  Boss Xia raised his wine glass excitedly, suffocated after a sip, ran over with a staggering blushing face and asked Chu Guang if he had any more, which perfectly explained what it means to have both food and drink.

   Xiaoyu, who was sitting beside the brazier, drank milk in small sips, and gave Xia Yan a worried look, worried that she had fainted from drinking it like last time.

  Yin Fang stared at the wine glass for a while, sniffed it, frowned and finished drinking, then he returned to the shelter muttering and continued his research.

   It was Heya, and after drinking one sip, her expression did not change at all, standing there watching the lively players and wastelanders with interest.

   For her, who grew up in a shelter, everything here is so fascinating.

   Whether it is DNA or culture.

   gave his cup to Boss Xia, Chu Guang glanced at the empty cup in her hand with a slightly surprised expression.

   "I didn't expect you to drink unexpectedly."

  Heya didn't feel that there was anything incomprehensible, so she said it as a matter of course.

   "After all, my liver, stomach and... are bionic organs that can selectively absorb or not absorb at all."

  Chu Guang: "..."

All right.

   That would be a waste.

It wasn't just the outpost that celebrated the New Year. After Chu Guang announced the start of the celebration, he released a mission through the VM, selected a few small players, went to the temporary shelter in the abandoned department store, and sent a copy to the refugees there. New Year's wishes.

   Not much stuff.

  About 300kg of crab cakes.

  Although each person can only get a small piece of 200g crab cake, it is still the meat of cracked claw crab.

   I believe this New Year's gift from Vault 404 should give them a touch of warmth.

  …

   "Damn, why can't the catfish soup be stewed in bear's paw!"

The    celebration has entered the second half, guarding a pot of black fish soup that has almost cooled down, squatting on the ground with his tail hit hard, drawing circles on the snow with branches.

  Siss comforted her and said.

   "I don't think there's anything wrong with the dish itself, maybe there's something wrong with the way it is done... By the way, why is the soup black when it's stewed? Do I remember that it wasn't white before?"

   "Please don't pay attention to these details."

   "No... I think it's better to figure it out."

  Irena, who pretended to be sold out and ate all the roasted mantis legs when no one was paying attention, happened to be here.

   Seeing the dark dish stuffed with bear's paws and fish heads, he couldn't help but gleefully ridiculed.

   "Could it be that you are stewing the meat?"

  Tail gave him a dissatisfied look.

   "How is that possible! Meat can talk!"

   And that's her mount!

   It was hard to tame it.

   Sisi, who was next to his tail, sighed and said helplessly.

"It's not Flesh's hand, but it has something to do with Flesh. In short, the tail used Flesh as bait to lure the hibernating brown bear out of the hole, Emmm... The situation was a bit chaotic at the time, I I won't describe it."

  Irena scratched the back of her head: "Uh, although I'm curious about the details, shouldn't I ask more?"

   The players around him who heard it all cast sympathetic glances at Rou Rou, only Rou Rou had an expression on his face that was about to cry.

   "Wait a minute, you made it clear, everyone clearly misunderstood!"

   ignored the noise of his teammates, and the tail was still muttering there.

   "Damn, obviously the taste is okay!"

  Siss patted her on the shoulder.

   "Alright, alright, don't be sad... Ah, it seems that the mission is coming, and it seems that the mission is still hidden, do you want to come together?"

   Hearing that it was a hidden mission, Tail immediately stood up and said with shining eyes.

"want!"

  Siss had a father-like smile on his face.

   This kid is too sweet.

  ——

   (Failed to challenge 15,000, and the remaining 5k has not been completed... I can only save it until tomorrow.)

   (end of this chapter)