Chapter 146 Apocalypse: I Don't Mind Other People's Business (12)
The young man in the picture doesn't seem anxious at all. He sits by the window, with an alcohol stove on the small table in front of him, on which sits a small hot pot. Steam rises from the hot pot, and next to him are several plates of side dishes, including meat, and—
And vegetables!
Yan Qiyu's eyes widened in disbelief.
It's been months since the apocalypse, how come he still has vegetables?
How is that possible!
Not only did she think it was impossible, but the few viewers in the live stream also thought it was impossible!
"Holy crap, streamer, do you own a farm? You still have vegetables at this hour?"
"Damn! Where did the meat come from? It's been over a month since the apocalypse, and they still have meat reserves? That's impossible! The meat in the supermarket's freezer has all been looted!"
"I'm so envious! Where do you live, streamer? I'm not even going to the safe zone anymore, I'm coming to your place!"
Changqing ate while interacting with everyone.
"Farm? We don't have a farm at home, but I grow a lot of vegetables on the balcony."
He took his phone and walked to the other side of the balcony. Sure enough, the audience saw dozens of pots on the balcony, filled with soil from somewhere, and various vegetables such as cabbage and garlic growing inside.
"Holy crap, this balcony is even wider than my living room! No wonder the streamer can grow so many vegetables!"
Someone couldn't help but scream.
Yan Qiyu was also surprised.
Why didn't she think of that? She lives in a villa with a small courtyard in the back.
If we plant vegetables, we won't have to eat plain noodles these days.
wrong!
She suddenly thought of something.
These vegetables are growing so well, they don't seem to have been planted after the apocalypse. Could it be that Yan Changqing had a hobby of growing vegetables before?
Unfortunately, no one asked.
Because by this time there were not many people still able to access the internet, the number of viewers was only about a hundred.
Changqing was very generous this time.
He then took the camera to his storage room.
Then, everyone saw that the room, which was about 20 square meters in size, was filled with all sorts of supplies, with rice, flour, and oil piled up everywhere, and there was even a generator...
"I've been going out every day this month and collected a lot of good stuff. What do you guys think? Can I survive for half a year?"
Changqing introduced with a smile.
He then showed everyone his large double-door refrigerator, which was filled with meat. When he opened it, white steam billowed out.
"Although frozen meat doesn't taste as good, it's better than nothing, right?"
That goes without saying.
The audience was speechless.
Putting everything else aside, that room full of rice and flour would probably last a year, right? And they can even be self-sufficient in vegetables. This is practically a life of luxury, isn't it?
"It's a shame to compare yourself to others. I'm not afraid of being laughed at, but I don't even have enough rice at home. I've been eating thin porridge for days, let alone vegetables. There's not a single one."
"Bro, you still have rice? I'm completely out of rice at home. Luckily, I managed to grab some biscuits at the supermarket, but I choked on one for ages, I felt like I was going to die."
"Ahhh, it seems like I'm in the same building as the streamer! Which floor are you on, streamer? Could you send me some food? I'm starving!"
The live stream chat erupted in wailing, with everyone trying to outdo each other in misery.
Some people even sought help directly.
Changqing did not respond to this, saying that it was impossible to give anything away. He added that since the first live stream, people from the neighborhood had come to knock on the door, but he had ways to scare them away.
Yan Qiyu also noticed the comments in the live stream.
Someone actually lives in the same building as Yan Changqing? And they're almost out of food?
This comment made her heart tighten suddenly.
As if possessed, she clicked on the ID of the person from earlier—Brother Wang of AAAA Building Materials. The profile picture seemed to be of him; a middle-aged man with his shirt off, who looked like someone not to be trifled with.
"Hehe, it's only right for neighbors to help each other. What's wrong with me telling him Yan Changqing's address?"
She hesitated for a moment before sending the message.
The other party replied quickly.
"real?"
"Why would I lie to you? Yan Changqing used to be the general manager of Yan's Group. I know him very well. Besides, he's a very generous person. He would never refuse a neighbor who comes to him for help!"
Yan Qiyu was a little nervous; her heart was still pounding even after the conversation ended.
It's because Yan Changqing didn't give her any face.
It's no big deal to cause him a little trouble. Besides, why would he leave so much stuff behind? It's the right thing for neighbors to do to help each other.
This can be considered as doing him a good deed.
Changqing soon received a threatening private message from Brother Wang of AAAA Building Materials.
"Kid, stop playing dead. I already know you live on the 28th floor. Get your things ready, I'm coming up to get them. Don't force me to use force."
This guy is smart enough to know to test the waters first.
Changqing is not ambiguous either.
"The 28th floor? Who told you I was on the 28th floor? They're playing a trick on you, and you actually believed them?"
Wang Debiao immediately hesitated.
He did indeed run a building materials business before and made a lot of money. He bought a house here and kept a woman as a mistress. That day, he originally came here to spend the night, but the woman was actually having an affair with a young man in the house. He was so angry that he almost went crazy and they started fighting. He kicked them both out.
I was planning to just spend the night here and make other plans for tomorrow, but then this happened.
The water quality here is bad now. Although there is still electricity, he has been eating dry food for a long time. How can he survive?
The moment he saw the live stream, he knew it was this building. He could see the Dihong Supermarket across the street through the window, so there was no doubt about it.
He was initially worried that it would be troublesome to find his way around since he didn't know which floor it was, but someone told him that it was different.
Going directly upstairs reduces the risk considerably.
He can always pick the lock; he's very skilled at that, so he's not afraid that people won't open the door.
However, he is a cautious person.
After seeing Changqing's message, he hesitated again. After all, there might be zombies in the room now. If he opened the door, the zombies would pounce on him, and it would be impossible to defend against them.
Wang Debiao wasn't afraid of people, but he was afraid of death.
"Hey, you little punk, you dare to mess with me?"
He then opened Yan Qiyu's private message chat box and pasted the message Changqing had sent.
Yan Qiyu immediately smiled.
To prove she wasn't wrong, she even revealed more information.
"To tell you the truth, that streamer is my adopted son, the general manager of Yan's Group. I even have a family photo with him."
She took out the photo, snapped a picture of it, and sent it over.
The other party did not reply.
Wang Debiao had already left, carrying a chair in his hand, intending to use it as a shield, a kitchen knife at his waist, and a lock-picking tool in his other hand.
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