Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

Since he said that he would not be soft-hearted, it was not without reason that Ye Buqing gave out supplies twice. Mrs. Yu came to borrow food because she wanted to see her parents' reaction. As she expected, her parents would relent, so she obeyed their wishes and sold a tube of noodles.

The reason why she gave out flour today was even simpler. If there was no one at home, she would draw a knife and go to bed. But in front of her parents, she was willing to let them keep a trace of happiness in their hearts. Zhao Rong came to the door several times to make trouble, but Ye Buqing did not use force. It’s still okay to use lip service.

She has long remembered what supplies Zhao Rong bought at home and brought people to borrow food. She doesn't mind using a little flour to divert the trouble to the east.

But things must not be given away for free, otherwise there will definitely be a second time if you borrow them once. You are not an idiot. If she can give them out readily, it means that she has more on hand.

Ye Buqing changed a pair of shoes, locked the door and went downstairs.

After taking her flour, it's not too much for her to ask for some dumplings, right?

There was no need to worry about the safety of his family. Ye Buqing felt relaxed and walked downstairs much more briskly.

Weapons could not be taken out openly, so Ye Buqing paid attention and kept her hands in her pockets. If someone was so shameless and dared to sneak up on her, she could pretend to take them out of her pockets.

Going downstairs didn't expend much energy. Ye Buqing originally thought that he would meet the residents on the first, second and third floors whose homes were flooded on the way, but he didn't know if they had moved into other people's homes or if they were all eating dumplings now. There was only a little life in the corridor. There were no traces, no one was seen.

When they went down to the sixth floor, the aroma of the dumplings had become stronger. Ye Buqing could smell the meat. It seemed that the good things in Zhao Rong's house were not hidden.

"Uncle, are your dumplings ready? I want to share some."

Although the door of Zhao Rong's house was wide open, Ye Buqing still stood at the door, knocked on the door and explained his intention.

Looking inside the door, it was almost full of people. Not to mention the sofa was crowded, and even the ground was sparsely squatted. Without exception, they all had bowls in their hands and were eating.

Hearing the knock on the door, he looked up warily.

"It's all your fault!" A bloody figure in the corner rushed towards him and was quickly trampled to the ground. He only let out a muffled groan and then stopped.

It was Zhao Xiaochuan, and there was a person lying next to him. He looked like Zhao Rong.

There is no surprise. One of these two people is greedy, and the other is stupid and brainless. In this situation, they are the easiest ones to be targeted.

She still looked like a student. Although she looked a little gloomy, she was still relatively harmless. In addition, she had just given them flour and was quite cooperative. After Ye Buqing came in, a man who looked like the leader of the group stood up. He There was also a bowl of dumplings in his hand. There were more than a dozen by visual inspection, and he was sweating while eating them.

"Hey, little sister, we just finished dividing and there are still some leftovers to cook. Can I cook ten for you?" The man answered quite cheerfully. Halfway through, he patted his chest and introduced himself, "I'm from the tenth floor. Lou Wanjiang, my son also graduated here before."

Ye Buqing nodded, but did not accept directly. He said as if he was bargaining, "Can you give me a few more? My family has no food left. I don't know when the next meal will be after this meal..."

"...Okay, you gave us the flour. Is twenty enough? How many people are there in your family?" Lou Wanjiang asked.

"I am the only one in my family, and I have nothing to eat except flour."

As soon as Ye Buqing finished speaking, several men in the corner exchanged looks.

"Didn't you have adults at home before? Why are you the only child at home?" Lou Wanjiang was also surprised. There should have been people at her home when they came to ask for supplies.

"There's nothing to eat at home, so my parents tried to find a way to go out and ask for help." Ye Buqing immediately made up a reason for himself without even typing a draft.

"Hey... it's not a good thing to go out in this weather. Let's do this. We will give you twenty at most. If you don't have enough to eat later, you can come down and search for supplies with us. As long as you work, you will gain something, and at least you won't starve to death. , how is it?" Lou Wanjiang sighed for two seconds and quickly continued to eat dumplings.

Ye Buqing laughed in his heart. Searching for supplies was just robbing from house to house. A group of bandits also packaged themselves up to be self-reliant.

Disdainful in her heart, Ye Buqing nodded in agreement. In fact, her attitude still seemed a bit cold, but if she wanted to be more eager, she couldn't make those obsequious expressions.

I don’t laugh because I don’t like to laugh by nature…

A famous quote from a palace drama suddenly flashed through his mind, and Ye Buqing almost burst into laughter.

There was a power outage, water outage, and gas outage. The cooking method of this group of people was also very primitive - burning wood.

Ye Buqing didn't know what Zhao Rong's house looked like before, but after looking around, he saw that all the wooden furniture in the house had been torn apart. Several thin gauze skirts were thrown to the ground and trampled on so that the original color could not be seen. The man The coat is divided.

The original European-style décor is now dark with wood-burning ceilings, like ruins.

Twenty dumplings were tossed in a pressure cooker and cooked quickly.

"Do you have a bowl?" Lou Wanjiang asked her.

"I forgot to bring it." Ye Buqing shook his head.

Lou Wanjiang went to Zhao Rong's kitchen and rummaged for a while, found a bowl, put all the dumplings on Ye Buqing, added a spoonful of soup to it, handed it to Ye Buqing and raised his chin, "Take it."

Ye Buqing took the dumplings, thanked him, went out and went straight to the safety stairs.

Behind her, three men quietly came out of the house and followed her.

As a young girl, she is the only one in the family, so she is destined to become a target for others.

Maybe it was the natural disaster that completely made them lose their conscience, maybe it was because they were just such trash, they didn't even have much communication before Ye Buqing came in, but the moment Ye Buqing came out, they all stood up in unison.

They exchanged a glance with each other, greed and lust clearly growing.

"Running pretty fast." A man wearing Zhao Xiaochuan's coat sneered and heard the footsteps in the corridor already very high up.

Several people quickened their pace and just climbed to the fifteenth floor when they heard a door closing from the twenty-eighth floor.

"She must have good things at home, otherwise she would still have such good physical strength? Let's hurry up, don't let her really eat the dumplings."

"That's right, my brothers haven't even had enough to eat, why should she eat twenty!"

Several tall men climbed twenty floors up for at least ten minutes. When they arrived at the door of Ye Buqing's house, the three of them were soaked in sweat and out of breath from exhaustion.

Just deal with a little girl, don't you need to rest? Several people were thinking about the twenty dumplings that Ye Buqing was holding. They held their waists and panted. They raised their hands and knocked on the door. "Little sister, open the door! We have something for you!"

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

After knocking for a long time, no one could be heard inside. Instead, there was a weak sound from upstairs, "Uncle Lou, is that you?"

This voice is Ye Buqing!