I am busy stocking up during the apocalyptic natural disasters, while others are hoarding food and I

Bo Zhiya gently opened the window.

It didn't take any effort.

"Ah? It's impossible, right?" Xuan Shaofeng turned his head in horror and found that Li Han had the same expression as his. The two of them simultaneously compared the physical gap between themselves and Bo Zhiya, and they couldn't figure it out.

Bo Zhiya tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his mouth. Knowing the truth, he tried his best to suppress a smile.

It was actually Shen Ruoran who released the window on the 11th floor just now. Otherwise, even if the world's top strongman came to force it open, it would be of no avail.

He always likes to compete with others, so Xuan Shaofeng stared at Bo Zhiya for a few seconds and secretly decided to compete with him when he was free to see how strong the young man was.

The doors and windows opened, and the people in the boat cried with joy. When they met kind-hearted people who were willing to accept them, the hands holding the oars became more motivated, and they all rowed towards the windows.

Perhaps thanks to God's blessing, the strong wind changed its direction again and helped the boat swim along to the window.

A group of wet people stood by the window, looking fawningly at Shen Ruoran and the others.

The leader, Chen Fei, was holding a safe that was crucial to everyone on the ship. He did not move, and his companions behind him did not dare to walk around.

Jin Shanshan timidly pulled Jin Wulin's damp sleeves, holding tightly with his little hands.

No one broke the deadlock.

A trace of confusion flashed in Chen Fei's mind. Should he speak first? Wouldn't that be too offensive?

Hello everyone, we have been wandering in the wild for too long. Can you kindly take us in and give us a meal every few days?

Chen Fei immediately rejected this statement in his mind. This statement was both true and shameless. If he said it, he might arouse the public outrage of the people in the building and throw them back into the flood.

And there were two strong men opposite, with muscles all over their bodies.
  Obviously can't beat it.

"Um...are you hiring workers? You just need to pay us a little food."

Shen Ruoran: This person is really wise!

Liang Xuming didn't get the perfect spot to set up stalls on the first and negative floors. He had the habit of shouting loudly. It would be too disturbing for people to set up stalls on the book cafe and Internet cafe floors. After weighing the situation, only the 1th floor was left.

For several days, his place was deserted, with only tenants living nearby visiting.

It was rare to see the refugees brought back by Chen Moxin, but their business had already been booked by the vendors on the first floor. Liang Xuming sat on the ground, pulling at the merchandise beside his legs in boredom.

He sighed softly and thought about whether he should talk to the poster and change his job back to a regular job.

He is actually just making ends meet right now, but if anything goes wrong, he could easily become a complete pauper.

"This is a wealth loan bank. When you have wealth on hand, you can consider buying a pair of cloth shoes here at the door to avoid getting other places wet."

Bo Zhiya said hello to Liang Xuming and led Chen Fei and his party straight to the bank.

Liang Xuming watched in surprise as Bo Zhiya led the people out of the corridor. Instead of taking the elevator, they took the stairs.

That group of people looked like refugees outside.

Liang Xuming felt that there was a ridiculous guess in his mind. Could it be that they came in from upstairs? Otherwise, how could they explain that their clothes looked like they had just been washed.

After receiving the wealth, Chen Fei was still a little dizzy and touched the wall of the building cherishingly, fearing that it was a fleeting mirage.

"Hey, boss, come and take a look, the high-quality cloth shoes and cloth clothes are hand-knitted."

"Are you hungry? I have fresh mochi here, you can choose light or sweet."

There are only two stalls on the 10th floor. Liang Xuming sells mostly daily necessities, while Wang Yan next door sells food.

Chen Fei squatted down at the stall, picked out a pair of shoes for himself, and bought a towel by the way.

Because the towels couldn't be sold, Liang Xuming almost wanted to take them home for use, but he didn't expect that there would be a buyer today.

"Boss, do you have any plastic bags here?"

The clothes on the stall looked stain-resistant and tight, and Chen Fei was tempted to buy them, but now he was soaked all over. If there were no bags to separate them, the purchase would be in vain.

"What do you want a plastic bag? That thing is not strong. Buy a bamboo basket. I made it myself. Before the natural disaster, it cost at least more than 0.7 yuan. It is cheaper now. I will sell it to you for [-] wealth."

(End of this chapter)