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"Miss Jiang, would you like to come over and help fold the lanterns?"

The space-powered person in the team seemed to have figured out Jiang Run's personality, and when he saw that she was bored, he called her to join him.

There were many bamboo strips, red paper, tassels, and flour paste on the flat wooden table.

These are the raw materials for making lanterns.

Although they are in the wilderness, there must be some sense of ritual when celebrating New Year's Eve. After all, it is something engraved in the bones of the Chinese people.

Jiang Run sat on a stool and Zhang Yi taught her almost step by step.

"Align this and put it in."

"Like this, repeat a few times."

Jiang Run listened to her words, and his white and tender fingertips pinched the bamboo strips and fluttered them. Soon, the prototype of a lantern was made.

"Yes, yes, you did a great job. Just paste the paper on it at the end."

Zhang Yi looked at Jiang Run who was making lanterns seriously, and felt a little sad.

In the past, she thought Jiang Run was not talkative and thought she was cold and difficult to get along with.

But nearly a month has passed, and Zhang Yi has never seen Jiang Run make things difficult for others. He is always casual and friendly.

So she occasionally plucked up the courage to talk to Jiang Run, and after a few visits, the two became more familiar with each other.

Zhang Yi fastened the bright yellow tassels under the frame, and a small lantern was made.

The basket next to her was already filled with a bunch of such red lanterns.

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, Miss Jiang, let's hang up the lanterns."

Zhang Yi made hundreds of lanterns, hanging one on each tent and some on the surrounding trees.

She looked through her space and found some ribbons, so she took them out and used them to decorate the surroundings.

White snow, red lanterns, the color contrast is extremely strong.

"It's Chinese New Year so soon."

Jiang Run murmured that this year was the only time he didn't celebrate the New Year with Zhu Ning.

After Zhang Yi finished her work, she saw Jiang Run sitting there in a daze.

Remembering what Rong Qingyue had told her, Zhang Yi walked towards Jiang Run.

"Miss Jiang, is there any dish you don't eat?"

She handed over the menu prepared for tonight.

Zhang Yi has a space of about 600 square meters, and most of the team's supplies are kept by her.

So all the ingredients are in her space.

"Sweet and sour carp."

"Sauerkraut fish."

“Coke chicken wings.”

“Twice-cooked bacon.”

“Luncheon meat.”

“Stir-fried seasonal vegetables.”

"Dumplings and vegetarian dumplings."

The two dishes above both contained fish. Zhang Yi smiled awkwardly. The fish were caught at the Hal base.

It is rare to see live fish, so Zhang Yi stored hundreds of them in her space.

"Well, there might be bear meat. The boss and his men went out hunting early in the morning."

Jiang Run glanced at the menu, his expression of disgust not concealed.

"You call this New Year's Eve dinner?"

Not even as good as her lunch.

However, since Zhu Ning's death, Jiang Run seemed to have never had a good meal.

There are countless delicious foods and supplies in her space, and she couldn't finish eating them even in ten lifetimes.

Just throw the things out and clear out the inventory.

On the tidy table, neatly arranged ingredients suddenly appeared.

King crabs, swimming crabs, black tiger prawns, abalone, oysters, grouper... and many other seafood that she couldn't even name!

Jiang Run turned around and saw new ingredients appearing on the table next to him.

Beef brisket, pig's trotters, pork belly, steak, chicken legs, chicken breasts, pressed duck...

In addition to these common ingredients, there are also fruits, snacks, beverages, beer and liquor...

Looking at the two tables full of food, Zhang Yi's mouth opened into an O.

This is too complete.

She knew Jiang Run was very generous, but she didn't expect her to be this generous!

Zhang Yi subconsciously wanted to kneel down to Jiang Run, prostrating herself before him.

As a person with special powers, Zhang Yi wears a worn-out military coat every day, treating it like a treasure, fearing that it would be bumped or no longer warm.

Miss Jiang wears at least one set of beautiful clothes every day, never wearing the same one twice, and throwing away the ones that get dirty.

They drink some porridge every day, eat some compressed biscuits, and eat some sandwiches when they are in a good mood.

As a result, Miss Jiang was almost tired of hot pot, skewers, braised dishes and seafood.

Zhang Yi covered her mouth to prevent her saliva from flowing out.

She just wanted to ask if Miss Jiang needed a leg pendant, the kind that was sweet-tongued and knew how to compliment people.

Jiang Run clapped his hands. "That's enough, is that enough?"

Zhang Yi nodded rapidly, "Enough, enough!"

Jiang Run's bare face showed a smile, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

"I can't cook, so I'll have to trouble you."

Zhang Yi watched Jiang Run's red lips opening and closing, but she couldn't hear what she was saying at all, as if she had been bewitched by a demon.

After a while, she finally reacted. She patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, Miss Jiang. My cooking skills are still pretty good."

"Miss Jiang, you go ahead and play, and leave the rest to me!"

Zhang Yi called a few people to help, and the men quickly built a simple stove.

The iron pot and firewood are all ready.

Several people were still handling the supplies skillfully.

Seafood needs to be washed clean, and pork and beef brisket need to be marinated in advance.

Upon learning about so many supplies, the others were all very excited. Some thanked Jiang Run, and many people gathered around to watch them process the food.

Jiang Run thought it was lively and fun, so he didn't go back to the tent. He sat aside and watched them work and listened to their conversation without distraction.

A man picked up a king crab and looked at it again and again in amazement.

"Oh my goodness, this thing is so big, my youngest has never seen it before."

He is over thirty years old and speaks a dialect.

Someone nearby asked him, "How old is your youngest son?"

"My baby is only three years old. I feel more at ease knowing that he is in the base. After completing this mission, I can go back to the base to see my baby and my wife."

The others also echoed, "This trip is not easy, but fortunately the reward is very generous."

"It's mainly because the old man is so kind. I feel safe following him on missions."

"Master Jiangcheng is also very nice, and he treated us to so many delicious foods."

There was not much chance to play on the road, and today was New Year's Eve, so Rong Qingyue gave them a day off.

They sat together in groups of three or four and chatted. Someone hid a poker card and started playing on the table.

The others stood by and looked at the cards, occasionally making gestures and giving instructions on the game.

Fresh and unrestrained.

Jiang Run was also moved by them and felt a little excited and happy.

Amid the noise, there was a noise coming from the forest behind.

"The boss is back!"

"Did the boss kill the bear?"

"Oh my god, he's so strong, he actually fought a black bear!"

There were two people, one in front and one behind, with a long and thick iron bar in the middle, on which a black bear was tied.

Rong Qingyue walked at the end, wearing his black windbreaker, looking outstanding and extraordinary.

From afar, Jiang Run and Rong Qingyue's eyes met in mid-air.