The twin-turbocharged engine let out a deep, resonant roar, the sound vibrating through the exhaust pipes and shaking the snow-covered ground.
The powerful, mechanical roar made Su Wei's blood run hotter.
The central control screen lights up, displaying a panoramic view of the surroundings.
Su Wei gripped the thick steering wheel with the centering indicator; it felt great.
"Hold on tight."
He shifted into Drive and lightly pressed the accelerator.
The massive vehicle glided lightly out of the showroom, and the 3.5T engine gave this nearly three-ton monster an amazing sense of acceleration from the moment it started.
The car accelerated smoothly, and the chassis steadily filtered out the bumps in the road, without any abnormal noises or vibrations.
Emily leaned back in her seat, looking out the well-insulated car window at the scenery rushing past, and couldn't help but sigh.
" Su Wei, this feels... like traveling directly from primitive society to Star Trek."
"This is nothing."
Su Wei held the steering wheel with one hand and turned on the Bang & Olufsen Audio system with the other, and melodious country music flowed out.
He glanced at the road ahead and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Let's go to the supermarket. Our party shopping is just getting started."
The black Raptor carved a domineering trail across the snow as it sped toward the Safeway Supermarket in the town center, its spacious trunk still empty.
The moment the car stopped in front of the supermarket, its massive size occupied two parking spaces, and its headlights illuminated the dim sky and the pedestrians pushing shopping carts around it.
Su Wei turned off the engine and turned to look at Emily.
"Ready to fill this huge thing up?"
Chapter 110 A Dream of Wine and Hot Pot
The engine's low growl drowned out the sound of wind and snow outside the window, and the all-terrain tires made a dull thud as they rolled over the snow.
Su Wei stepped on the gas, and the car accelerated instantly, the strong push pressing the two of them into the leather seats.
There's no teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound like an old pickup truck, and no drafty gaps.
The cabin was so quiet that the only sound was the low-fidelity blues playing from the Bang & Olufsen Audio system.
Emily huddled in the spacious passenger seat, clutching the small notebook she used for keeping accounts tightly in her hand.
She turned her head and watched Su Wei calmly and confidently maneuvering the steering wheel with one hand.
The street scene outside the window rushed past, and what would normally be a bumpy 20-minute journey now felt as smooth as moving on the sofa in my own living room.
"Ready."
Emily closed the notebook and stuffed it into her down jacket pocket.
"Whatever you want to buy, you're the boss now."
Su Wei didn't say anything, but simply turned the steering wheel.
The Raptor's massive body nimbly cut into the parking lot of the Safeway Supermarket and easily secured a large parking space.
Engine off.
The "click" sound of the car door unlocking was crisp and pleasant.
The two got out of the car.
The cold wind was still biting, but thanks to the strong warm breeze just now, the chill no longer seemed so unbearable.
Su Wei pulled a coin from the card slot and unlocked the largest tablet shopping cart.
"Keep up."
Su Wei pushed the cart and headed straight for the supermarket entrance.
The automatic doors slid open to both sides, and the aroma of warm air mixed with the scent of baked bread wafted out.
Su Wei didn't linger in the daily necessities section; his target was clear—the beverage section.
The shelves were filled with a dazzling array of goods.
Su Wei stopped in front of a row of whiskeys.
His gaze swept over the colorful bottles, finally settling on the top shelf.
Jack Daniel's Single Barrel Select
This wine has a strong flavor with a distinct aroma of smoky oak barrels; it's high in alcohol and quite potent.
Su Wei reached out, grabbed two bottles, and put them in the shopping cart.
" Black likes this?"
Emily glanced at the expensive price tag and raised an eyebrow.
"That old-school hunter of his isn't used to blended whiskey."
As Su Wei spoke, he turned and walked toward the beer section.
"A smooth liquor tastes like dishwater to him. He needs the burning sensation in his throat."
Next up was beer.
Considering the fighting prowess of the Aruk family, and their formidable mother who is said to be able to break a rolling pin.
Su Wei did not take one of those small baskets containing six cans.
He bent down and picked up the case of Alaska Amber Beer.
One box.
Two boxes.
Three boxes.
"Wait, Su Wei."
Emily reached out and pressed down on the edge of the shopping cart, having to raise her voice.
Three boxes? Are you planning to let them stay at your house for a week?
" Aruk can drink half a case by himself."
Su Wei remained unfazed and neatly arranged the third case of beer.
"Besides, in this kind of weather, alcohol is a valuable commodity. If you can't finish it, just leave it in the garage; it'll never spoil."
Before Emily could even process the enormous amount of alcohol she had consumed, Su Wei had already moved on to the wine section.
His movements slowed down.
My fingers traced the rows of wine labels.
He was looking for a wine that would suit a woman, with a sweet taste but also a full-bodied flavor.
Two bottles of Napa Valley Pinot Noir.
This wine has smooth tannins and rich fruit aromas, making it suitable for pairing with beef, and it won't make those who don't drink often feel bitter.
"This is for Aruk's mother and sister."
Su Wei carefully placed the red wine in the gap between the beer crates.
"And you too. To celebrate the removal of the cast, you can have a drink."
The shopping cart is already half full.
Passersby cast surprised glances at them.
On this expensive outlying island, it's rare to see someone buying things by the case like this.
Su Wei ignored this.
Pushing the cart, I turned and entered the fresh produce section.
This is the main event.
Although he had already made a large purchase before, that was just to make ends meet.
Now, it's to prepare for group meals.
The air was filled with the fishy smell of raw meat and seafood.
Su Wei stood in front of the freezer, his gaze falling on the vacuum-packed premium beef.
The instinct of [ Cooking LV3 ] began to kick in.
His gaze sharpened as he quickly scanned the texture of the meat.
The distribution of fat, the color of the meat, and even the thin layer of myoglobin were all clearly visible to him.
This one won't do; the fat layer is too thick, it will be greasy after frying.
That piece won't do either; it's been stored for more than three days, and the meat has started to turn sour.
Su Wei's hand reached past the discounted promotional items and directly into the deepest part of the freezer.
Several thick-cut bone-in tomahawk steaks lay there quietly.