Great time travel

Chapter 32. It’s so hard to order food
Although Wang Qiu’s various crying and grievances before, such as Nobi Nobita donating lucky money and pocket money in order to save the world, are basically fooling the nonsense of the natives of this time and space—the various magical props of Doraemon , are all defective and discounted products from department stores in the future. Although they are not zero-cost, at least they are relatively cheap-but Comrade Doraemon's extreme desire for money today is an ironclad fact.

——The overtime and space-time debt collection thugs forced to come to the door, there is still a huge debt of 800 billion yen, the interest rate is skyrocketing every day, and the horrible end of being sent to the factory to dismantle the debt... All of this Threats and pressure, all extremely effective and swift in reducing Doraemon's integrity.

Therefore, after finishing the ideological work of everyone in Fujimi Academy, Doraemon launched an unceremonious sweep of Nan Lixiang's house - tables, chairs, beds, cabinets, vases, dressing tables, refrigerators, Microwave ovens, TVs, computers, carpets...everything that seemed to be worth a little money was swept away by the poor and crazy Doraemon, even the magnificent crystal chandelier in the living room was removed. down
Then, Doraemon, still feeling inadequate, commanded everyone to sweep up the unoccupied vacant house next door, and a small convenience store nearby.After shooting and killing the shopkeeper who had turned into a zombie, he stuffed the entire shelf with the goods, plus the pickup truck into the [automatic pawn machine]... Finally, he managed to scrape together a whole [-] million yen—— It can be seen that the residents of this high-end residential area are indeed quite rich.

Therefore, when Wang Qiu and Doraemon, who had gained a lot of money, left this time and space with a large sum of money, went to Nobi's house to meet Nobita Nobita and other elementary school students, and bought a batch of future props by the way, police officer Nan Lixiang and Fuji The teachers and students of the Academy of Fine Arts can only sit cross-legged with their backs against the bare wall in an empty room as if locusts have passed through, and peep at each other—because even the small benches in this room are given by Doraemon. Done.

"... Oh, I'm a little hungry!" Ju Chuan Shizuka, who was naturally dumbfounded, touched her stomach and said coquettishly.

It was good that she didn't mention this, but when she mentioned it, everyone rubbed their bellies one after another, feeling their stomachs rumbling.

——The teachers and students of Fujimi Academy, although they missed their lunch, they have not eaten rice for ten hours in a row since the morning, and Nan Lixiang, who is stationed at the sea airport, also has not been serious since the outbreak of zombies. Had a meal.Before, due to various crises and sudden changes, everyone's spirits were highly tense, and they didn't feel hungry yet. Now that they have relaxed a little, their intestines immediately began to drum.

Seeing this, Saeko Busujima volunteered to go to the kitchen to cook, but in a blink of an eye she walked back helplessly, "...It's a bit difficult! Doraemon has dismantled the gas stove, rice cooker and refrigerator in the kitchen. Let's go. Now there are neither cooking utensils nor ingredients, so I can't cook any meals!"

"...how can this be done!! I'm going to starve to death!" Teacher Shizuka complained, stomping her feet.

"...Huh! Teacher has so much fat on his chest, he must be the last one among us to starve to death!" Saya Takashiro snorted.

At the same time, Haoyong Jing took out a small packet of biscuits from nowhere and stuffed them into Rei Miyamoto's hand, "...that... Rei, I just put it in my pocket when I was searching for a convenience store just now. Yes... I've already eaten a pack, if you're hungry, fill your stomach with it..."

Then, looking at more than 20 pairs of eyes in the room, all staring at the biscuit in her hand, Rei Miyamoto expressed great pressure on this.

——Well, if such a small package of biscuits is to be distributed to more than 20 people...can each person get a piece of biscuit on average?

Fortunately, Hirano Toda, who was always ignored by the girls before, stepped forward at this time and rescued Miyamoto Rei.

"... Don't worry everyone, I have already arranged for dinner, and I will definitely make everyone's stomachs full!"

While talking proudly, Hirano Toda took out a rectangular patterned tablecloth from his backpack, hummed a little tune and spread it on the tatami mat in front of him, "...this is what Doraemon left us [food] Tablecloth], you can order whatever you want!"

"...[Gourmet tablecloth]? That piece that Doraemon took out last night? Isn't it already shut down due to arrears?" Gaocheng Saya asked suspiciously.

"...No problem, Doraemon just said that he has already charged money into it this morning!" As if dealing with some expensive precision instrument, Hirano Toda carefully placed the [Gourmet Tablecloth] on the tatami Flattened the top, and replied at the same time, "...Everyone should have read the related "Doraemon" comics! Theoretically speaking, whatever food you want to eat, what food will appear on this tablecloth~ ~"

"...It sounds very interesting." Nan Lixiang touched the [Gourmet Tablecloth] and replied with a frown, "...But the question is, how should we use it to order food? I don't seem to see this There's a mounting screen or keyboard or something on it..."

"...This thing is voice-activated! In addition, for the convenience of beginners, Doraemon also helped us activate the intelligent assisted ordering system."

Habitually holding up the black-rimmed glasses he was wearing, Fat House 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 voice sounded on the tatami. Monotonous mechanical sound without ups and downs:
"...Ding dong! The xxxxx series [Gourmet Tablecloth] intelligent assisted ordering system is launched, and I am very happy to provide services to our respected customers. There are currently 13035863223446 kinds of food recorded in this system. Would you like to choose dessert? Snacks? Drinks? Dishes ? Staple food?..."

"...Well, I want a staple food." Ms. Takashiro Saya rushed forward, squeezed away Fat House Hirano Toda, and replied.

"...There are 21576111654 staple foods recorded in this system. Would you like to choose rice? Pastry? Western cakes?..."

"...just pasta." Miss Takashiro Saya said with a frown.

"...There are 13571113 types of pastries recorded in this system. Do you want buns? Steamed buns? Noodles?..."

"...Noodles..." Miss Takashiro Saya's complexion was a little ugly.

"...the system records a total of 1481162 types of noodle food. Do you want udon noodles? Buckwheat noodles? Italian macaroni?..."

"...Wow! Can I just ask for a bowl of 'Ramen'!!!" Miss Takashiro Saya was holding her head and was about to go crazy.

"...Ding dong! Confirm the input of the keyword 'Ramen'. The system is searching... The system has completed the search. There are 231321 kinds of ramen recorded in this system. Do you want Chinese style? Japanese style? Korean style?......"

"...Of course it's Japanese style..." Ms. Takashiro Saya's voice began to become weak.

"...There are 35324 types of Japanese ramen recorded in this system. Would you like tonkotsu ramen? Soy sauce ramen? Char siu ramen?..."

"... Barbecued pork ramen!" Miss Takashiro Saya's voice became deeper and deeper.

"...There are 3998 kinds of char siew ramen recorded in this system. Would you like honey sauce char siu? Spicy char siew? Cheese char siu?..."

"...Honey sauce char siu..." Miss Takashiro Saya started to roll her eyes.

"...There are 764 types of honey-flavored char siu ramen recorded in this system. Would you like to add seaweed? Without seaweed?..."

"... without seaweed..."

"...there are 382 types of ramen with char siew in honey sauce without seaweed recorded in this system. Would you like to add green onions? Without green onions?..."

"... with green onions..."

"...the total number of char siew ramen with green onion but no seaweed recorded in this system..."

"..."

"...recorded by this system..."

"..."

"……this system……"

"..." (I don't want to eat anymore)
In short, after tossing and tossing for a full quarter of an hour, Miss Takashiro Saya should still have the food she wanted... probably...

Next, even though [Gourmet Tablecloth]’s intelligent assisted ordering system is so cheating, everyone in Fujimi Gakuen ended up having a full meal—although according to relevant Japanese laws and regulations, drinking is allowed in this room age, there are only two people in total... But in today's post-apocalyptic zombie world, no one cares about trivial things like "drinking age limit".

——First, Teacher Shizuka brought out a bottle of whiskey and said it was to suppress the panic, and the more she drank, the more she wanted to drink; In order to relieve the mental stress, the comrade couldn't help drinking a few sips...

So, when the dark night finally fell on the land, and Wang Qiu returned with Doraemon and Nobita Nobita's team of five, he saw a pile of empty wine bottles rolling around on the ground, and a group of people in clothes. Messy, rosy-faced, intoxicating beauty...