After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 123

Cooke was tapping his chubby feet in impatience, his arms were crossed and his eyebrows furrowed, feeling incredibly irked.

He looked at the long line with a frown, the frown on his wrinkled face getting more profound as he saw the weaved baskets filled with various items in the arms of the shoppers.

When will it be his turn? Would there be enough stuff remaining by the time he entered?

He was so itchy. He wanted to go in there now!

His livelihood depended on it! Literally!

Cooke really didn’t know what came over him buying a commercial unit with all his wealth with the current conditions.

He couldn’t do anything with it at all, except sleep on the second floor, maybe!

He was a professional cook, yes, and he was also judged by the system to be in the profession. But so what?

He couldnt do anything! Who told him there were no ingredients! He really didn’t consider it!

It seemed that when the system alerted him that he was eligible for an occupation when he used a special but cumbersome ancestral technique to treat the monster meat to make it delicious, the pride went over his head?

Fortunately, the commercial unit was mixed-use, so he could use the second floor as his house, otherwise, he’d be sleeping on the streets.

He could also make a living doing barbeque, but the meat softening was too troublesome and the spices on hand were limited. Although his customers were satisfied, his soul was dissatisfied.

And now he heard a grocery store was opening?!

A customer of his, who happened to be one of the hired hands of this new grocery store owner, low-key mentioned to him that seasonings would be available soon.

He was then invited to the opening of the store. So here he was.

After all, how could he miss this?!

After many long torturous minutes of waiting… Finally, eventually, it was finally his turn.

Unsure of what to expect, he entered the door with mixed emotions.

And what greeted him was heaven.

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He went straight to the condiment and spices section. There were a few bowls of pottery in front of small vats, a text carved on wood stating their taste.

There were also saucers in front of these vats which they could lift and let drop on their fingers, so they could have a taste.

In front of these different vats, there were also various notes indicating things like ’a bit sweeter than regular vinegar’, ’less hot than sriracha and a bit sweet’, and ’a bit saltier than usual soy sauce’ which let them know what to expect before tasting.

Anyway, Cooke excitedly tasted each one and his eyes brightened like the stars ate the sun.

This was it!

Although they were a little different than what he knew and a little less tasty, he did not mind it at all.

He was a chef after all, he could make it work. Probably.

He whipped his head at the clerk, who was by now used to the sparkling passionate stares of the buyer. "I would like a bottle of each please."

Instead of ’CCTV is watching’ he had seen in Terran, there was ’System is watching’ carved on a wooden sign. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}