341 A Sandstorm

Du Yue looked at Young Master Wang speechlessly. He was indeed a silly man! However, she and He Xing were running a restaurant. No matter who came to eat, they had to receive them. There was no reason to chase them away. Since he wanted to eat here, there was no problem in selling all their dishes to him.

In less than an hour, all the dishes were served. Seeing Du Yue and He Xing sit down, Young Master Wang waved at them enthusiastically. Come and eat together! We definitely can't finish so much food!

Du Yue was about to say no when she heard someone sitting at the door say, There's a lot of sand in this dish!

Du Yue's face immediately darkened. Were these people here to find trouble with them under the pretext of eating?

Du Yue walked toward him and looked down at the table. The dishes that were clean before were now covered in a layer of sand! There was no sand when they were served. Du Yue's voice was cold, scaring the person until he spoke incoherently, I didn't Just now But

I didn't put sand in them!

Du Yue ignored him and turned to walk toward the door.

It was windy outside, and she did not know when it started, but the thick fog was stirred by the wind, limiting one's vision. The wind blew toward Du Yue, and tiny particles of sand hit her face. The fog was originally grayish-white, but now it had turned khaki due to the sand mixed in with the wind. At first, it was faint, but as the wind speed increased and the wind became stronger, the yellow color in the fog became more and more obvious, covering the sky and the earth.

Du Yue did not continue watching. Instead, she followed He Xing and quickly closed the door. There was only one sturdy shutter door in this store. If they wanted to close the door, they had to lower it. As the shutter door was pulled down, everyone heard the sound of crackling. It was the sound of sand hitting the shutter door! Young Master Wang sat in the store, his face full of confusion. What's going on outside?

What a loud sound

Du Yue said in a low voice, It's a sandstorm.

What? A sandstorm is coming? Young Master Wang put down the chopsticks in his hand, his face full of shock. Why would there be a sandstorm for no reason?

Besides, Jingluo belongs to the central plains, so there has never been a sandstorm!

Although Young Master Wang spoke a little more, it had to be said that the doubts in his heart were reasonable. If it was before the apocalypse, it was indeed unusual for sandstorms to occur in the central plains. However, it was the apocalypse now! There had been so many disasters that did not make sense. It was not surprising that there would be sandstorms in the central plains. The wind was blowing from the north. Was the situation in the first base in the north much worse than here?

Although Du Yue was worried, she knew that she was powerless now, so she could only tell herself not to think too much. Retracting her thoughts, she looked at the food on the table again. The surface of the food was covered with a layer of sand. Du Yue brought a few empty plates over. Throw out the layer of sand. The bottom is clean.

Young Master Wang looked at the others. No one is allowed to waste food!

The others nodded. Alright, alright. We'll still eat it.

Du Yue originally wanted to say that if they did not want it anymore, she would pack up the rest of the food. Anyway, she definitely could not throw it away. However, as soon as Young Master Wang said this, those people had already nimbly swept away the food that was dirtied with sand and wolfed the rest down. Du Yue swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Du Yue turned to look for He Xing and found that he had gone to the door at some point. He was bending over and fiddling with something. Du Yue walked over and asked curiously, What are you doing?

He Xing was holding a tube in his hand, and one end of the tube was sticking out from under the door. He Xing handed the other end to Du Yue. You'll know when you see it.

Du Yue took the tube and took a look. She immediately understood.

It was not a tube but a periscope. In just a few minutes, the outside was already covered by the yellow sand. Previously, when there was only thick fog, although everyone's vision was blocked, they could at least open their eyes. However, yellow sand was everywhere now. If one was outside, one would not even be able to open one's eyes, let alone walk on the road.

They did not know when this sandstorm would end. The peaceful days in the base might come to an end. Du Yue stood up after looking at it for a while. She could not solve any problem by looking at it, and it would only add to her troubles. It was better not to see it. Du Yue and He Xing sat down at the table. Du Yue took out two buns from a bag below.