Chapter 125 Basement

I got into the car and was about to leave when I suddenly realized I couldn't find my car keys.

I panicked. I had clearly put it in my pocket, how could it suddenly disappear? I quickly ran back to the house I had just ransacked and started searching room by room.

Suddenly I remembered that I sat down to rest for a while while searching a large house in the far corner, and it's very likely that the key fell out of my pocket at that time.

I hurried to the big house and sure enough, I found the car keys next to the stool.

Only after getting the car keys back did I finally feel relieved.

But as soon as I got the keys back, I noticed something was wrong with the floor under the stool.

The stool is placed against the wall, and at first glance, the floor seems normal. However, if you look down like you did when you squatted down to pick up the keys, you'll notice that the gap in the floor under the stool is a bit larger than in other places.

I moved the stool aside and tapped the floor with my hand, but the floor didn't move.

I was about to pry it open with my key when I remembered the panic I felt when I lost my key. If I broke the key, I'd be in big trouble.

I stood up and searched the room, finding a broken pair of scissors.

Insert scissors into the gap and try to pry the board up.

On the third pry, I finally managed to pry the wooden board open.

Remove the wooden planks and shine a flashlight inside; it's clearly a large basement.

Although I knew the area was deserted and no one would be around, I was still a little scared in the darkness.

The basement's structure is somewhat similar to my house; it even feels like it was built by the same construction team.

There was a ladder directly under the floor leading inside. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained," I thought, and mustered my courage, shining a flashlight as I climbed down the stairs.

The basement was spacious, even larger than my basement, with a dozen or so boxes stacked near the entrance.

The cardboard box was the original wood color, covered with a lot of dust, and had no logos or text on the outside.

The top box looks like it's been opened; the edges are slightly warped.

I reached out and pinched one edge to open it, then shone my flashlight inside—it was baijiu!

The outer box had no pattern, and the label on the liquor inside had been torn off. I opened a bottle and smelled it; it was indeed liquor. I wonder if it's good quality.

Whether it's good wine or bad wine, in this apocalypse, as long as it tastes like wine, it's good.

I couldn't stop laughing. Sure enough, the bolder you are, the more you get. I mustered up my courage and came down and got more than a dozen cases of wine.

I counted them carefully; there were 18 boxes in total.

Eighteen cases of liquor! Even the cheap ones would cost over a thousand yuan before the apocalypse. After the apocalypse, needless to say, they would be absolutely astronomical!

I wasn't in a hurry to move; I greedily wanted to see if there was anything else here.

Shining a flashlight around, I noticed the basement was rather empty, with only a few items piled up in small heaps, unlike my basement which was completely full.

"We're rich! We're rich!"

The closest thing to me was 5 or 6 bundles of wire. Wire is really important to me, and I don't have much stock at home. I didn't find much when I searched for shops last time, but now I've stumbled upon it.

Further inside were a box of salt, a box of candles, and five vacuum-packed bags of rice.

The rest were all outdoor gear, so it seems this family is doing well and goes out occasionally.

I looked through it and found eight kerosene lamps, two buckets of kerosene, three hammocks, two folding tables, several folding chairs, one folding bed, two tents, three skis, and several pairs of roller skates.

Roller skates are useless to me, so I'm going to take the rest with me, regardless of whether they're useful or not.

Further in, there was a gentle uphill slope, at the end of which was a door. I wasn't sure if I could open it, so I tried gripping the doorknob and pressing down. With a "click," it opened.

When I opened it, a lot of dust fell out, making me cough uncontrollably.

This looks like a garage, with a high-chassis off-road vehicle parked inside and a mountain bike hanging next to it.

In the corner were several buckets of oil, four tires, and some car repair tools.

Turning my attention back to the off-road vehicle, it looked really cool, but unfortunately the tires were flat. Fixing tires takes a lot of effort, so it seems I'm not destined to own one.

I can now focus on moving goods. I was worried about having to climb up and down stairs and moving supplies, but now the basement connects directly to the garage, so I can just drive the car there.

The roller shutter door at the garage entrance was closed. Using brute force, I opened it, revealing a desolate expanse of land outside.

This room was indeed on the very edge, but I never expected the space behind it to be so spacious.

I walked straight down the road from the garage door to the truck, making sure it was safe to drive in.

I drove my truck to the garage door and started carrying the liquor from the basement to the truck, one trip at a time.

After moving everything out of the basement, we plan to move the useful items out of the garage as well.

The mountain bike was hoisted up, and the tires were still in good condition, so I lifted it onto the bike.

Several barrels of oil and car repair tools were also loaded into the car.

After all the goods were unloaded, there was still some empty space on the truck, so we picked out some sliding windows with intact glass, unloaded them, and loaded them onto the truck, thinking they might come in handy later.

It was late at night when I got home. The dogs were exhausted, but I was still very excited and carried the bottles of liquor into the basement, case by case.

After all the supplies brought back were moved, I was completely exhausted. I didn't even bother to heat the kang (a traditional heated bed), so I crawled into bed and fell fast asleep.

The next morning, I woke up feeling sore all over, but I couldn't worry about that. It was a bit cold in the room, and the kang (heated brick bed) was also cold. I quickly lit the kang and the stove, and fed the pigs and chickens.

The three pigs squealed and squeaked when they saw me, as if they were cursing me. They seemed to be very hungry, and when given more food, they ate even faster than usual.

Clean and tidy up the house, and prepare breakfast for yourself.

I ate a bit too much yesterday, so I'm only planning to eat something light. I'll freeze the vegetables that Aunt Liu brought, and eat them again in a few days when I crave them.

Boil two salted eggs and have them with a bowl of hot porridge. It's so comforting to eat them and make your stomach feel better.

At this time, the kang (heated brick bed) also got warm, and the room was very cozy. I have to say, I usually feel bored at home, but after going out for a while, I always feel that home is the best place to be.

Being alone, comfortable and at ease, in a spacious, clean, and warm room—nothing could be more comfortable.

I did a lot of hard work yesterday, so I have a reason to be lazy today. I plan to do nothing and lie down all day.

Just as I was thinking of finding some snacks to eat on the kang (a heated brick bed), I slapped my forehead and remembered that I had forgotten to take the honey bread rolls that I gave to Aunt Liu yesterday off the bus.

But that's perfect, I forgot to give it to her, so I'll eat it myself.

Dragging my aching legs, I limped to the car, grabbed the mini-van, and made myself a cup of expired milk tea.

Taking a bite of the juicy, sizzling honey bread and pairing it with a sip of milk tea is truly satisfying.