Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

"Here, help me find out what's going on with this woman." Ye Buqing handed a mobile phone to Yuan Wentong.

On the twenty-ninth day of the first lunar month, the Chinese New Year, Ye Buqing became a boss for the first time and brought many good things to Yuan Wentong, such as canned snacks and a few new clothes.

I don’t know if they have this habit, but every year during the Chinese New Year, Yang Huixin and Ye Cheng would buy some new clothes for Ye Buqing to wear on the first day of the new year, saying that they would wear new clothes to welcome the new year and be happy.

Ye Buqing was used to this style of work, so he also arranged it for his only employee.

Yuan Wentong took the phone and looked at it, remembering to hand it back.

"What are you doing? Here you go, just take a photo of this and show it to me. It's a work machine." Ye Buqing gave him a charger and power bank in succession.

It’s the end of the world anyway, there is no internet, and the functions of mobile phones are extremely simple.

After chatting with Yuan Wentong for a while, I saw that his place was really deserted, so I gave him a lot of things. I used the cover of my backpack to flip around left and right, and even found out a few boxes of fireworks for children, and gave them to him as well. Yuan Wentong.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Before leaving, Ye Buqing asked Yuan Wentong to relax, have more fun and work less, as he would be busy after the new year.

Yuan Wentong eagerly sent the boss away and turned to look at the house. Just for a moment, there were two boxes of braised vegetables and two boxes of fruits on his table, as well as a bunch of snack drinks, two bags of clothes and a brand new electric blanket.

The boss is really...

Yuan Wentong used to believe in the saying that a man should not shed tears easily, but after a man has experienced desperate situations, he is particularly easily moved by the kindness of others and worked for Ye Buqing. In fact, a salary is enough, but he is living well now. He was well fed and clothed, and his boss never treated him badly.

Thinking of this, Ye Buqing's instructions to relax more and work less were all forgotten. He only thought about how to burn all his value for the boss's hard work.

Putting aside how enthusiastic Yuan Wentong was about working, now that Ye Buqing had gone out, he would definitely have to say hello and keep in touch with his few friends.

Wen Renxiao's team received a message from Hai Lin a few days ago and went to pick up people on the road. Their large force can leave and station at any time. The progress is slow. They don't know when they will be back. It is probably impossible to celebrate the New Year together.

When Ye Buqing went to knock on Zhaoyi's door, he heard the voice inside which made him panic. After a while, Zhaoyi came to open the door. There was still sweat on his forehead. When he saw Ye Buqing, he limped back to the room.

"...What's wrong with you?" Ye Buqing asked standing at the door.

"Dislocated, slightly injured." Zhaoyi sat down on the chair, wearing a single coat, but white air was coming out of his head.

"Aren't you going to the hospital?" Ye Buqing asked with a frown.

"Remove the myrrh, let me rub it in." Zhaoyi picked up the thermos cup on the table and took a sip of hot water, exhaling a breath of turbid air. It was obvious that he was still in severe pain.

"...plaster for bruises? Medicinal wine? Are these okay?" Ye Buqing asked.

Zhaoyi thought to himself: You don’t even have this, right? The next second, Ye Buqing closed the door and stepped out, saying, "Give me half an hour and I'll get it for you."

Half an hour later, Ye Buqing, who had already visited Zhuang Ji and Director Zhan and completed a friendly exchange, arrived belatedly. He opened the door and, without sweating or panting, took out two bottles of medicinal wine and two boxes of plasters from his backpack and handed them to them. He made a joke and asked him, "You don't want me to help you, do you?"

Zhaoyi glanced at her with a smile and scolded her angrily, "Little girl..."

Ye Buqing shrugged, waved, left a large amount of supplies, and Shi Shiran left.

There is no way, the way for rich people like her to make friends is to convince people with wealth and to show sincerity with materials.

After shopping around, Ye Buqing rode her little electric donkey to the villa area again. It was almost time for dinner, so she hurried back to the city to eat the beef tendon stew made by Ye Cheng.

Before he arrived, he saw the strange woman talking to the guard at the door. To be precise, the strange woman was chatting with the guard unilaterally.

The sound of the electric car was low, almost non-existent, and as it rode closer, Ye Buqing heard the woman say that she was bringing soup to the guards to warm her body, and thanked them for protecting the residents of the villa area.

...?

Sister, you are not like this to me...

Ye Buqing's expression changed unpredictably. He glanced at the strange woman speechlessly and honked the horn hard behind her. The sharp honking scared the strange woman into screaming and trembling all over.

Looking back, she saw Ye Buqing. The strange woman glared at her with gritted teeth. Ye Buqing rode past her, and he could still feel the resentful gaze behind him from a long distance away.

After returning home, Ye Buqing quickly climbed up to the top floor to use a telescope to look at the strange woman. She said a few words to the guard and headed towards Building 112.

After the strange woman disappeared, Ye Buqing went downstairs, leaned on the sofa, and entered the city.

A strong aroma of rice could be smelled at the door of the City Lord's Mansion. Ye Buqing opened the door and walked in, shouting greedily, "Dad, Daddy! It's so fragrant, so fragrant! Give me a bite!"

Before she arrived, Ye Cheng, who heard the commotion, had already picked up a large piece of soft beef tendon. When she arrived at the table, Ye Cheng handed it to her mouth and said with a smile, "Try it quickly, I'll wait for you." It’s time for dinner.”

Zhong Ziqian on the side had already sat down at the table. When he saw Ye Buqing, his eyes lit up, he waved to her and shouted, "Sister!"

Ye Buqing went over and pinched his fair little face. Those girls taught Zhong Ziqian well. He now knows to wash his hands before eating, rinse his mouth after eating, take a shower by himself, do his homework, and pay attention even when eating. Don't spill the rice and eat it cleanly, spoon by spoon.

Ye Buqing sat next to Zhong Ziqian, and the two of them were sweating while eating stewed beef tendon. The two children ate deliciously, and the adults liked it just looking at them. They almost never stopped putting vegetables into their bowls.

The beef tendon is stewed with beef and carrots. It is not spicy but has a strong taste. The soup is poured on top of the rice and Ye Buqing can eat three bowls.

After dinner, the family sat at the dining table and chatted for a while. After eating a few pieces of fruit, Ye Buqing took Zhong Ziqian for a walk on the street to eat and drink. The little guy's gloved hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes and talked to her excitedly. Tell me what you did today.

At night, Ye Buqing was lying on the big bed in Chengbang. He suddenly remembered that his body was still leaning on the sofa in the villa. If he leaned like this for one night, he would definitely have back pain tomorrow, so he quit the city. Ye Buqing returned to the villa, stood up, and his back was as expected. Some soreness.

It was still bright when I came back, and Ye Buqing didn't turn on the lights. Now he got used to the light. After Ye Buqing could see, he walked a few steps to stretch his body. In the darkness, the sound of moving muscles and bones was very clear.

Similarly, the movement outside the door was also very clear.

There's someone outside the door!