Snowstorm: I'm Super Rich in the Apocalypse-Chapter 62 - Friendship
Chapter 62: Chapter 62 Friendship
Chapter 62 -62 Friendship
Li Yijun was somewhat dazzled by the bright lights; it seemed like an eternity since he last saw such illumination.
Lu Ruisheng approached the liquor, and after inspecting it, he too was astonished. It wasn’t just red wine; there were also many bottles of Maotai Liquor. It seemed this owner was no ordinary person, having stashed away so much fine wine.
After he finished looking, he asked Li Yijun, “What do you plan to trade?”
Li Yijun thought for a moment, “To be honest, I originally planned to take some out and exchange it with you over several times, but I can’t transport these without them getting damaged by the cold, nor can I keep them preserved for very long. And my children are really too hungry. I see you folks as trustworthy—could you get me another box of milk powder? Then this wine cellar, including this place, is yours. How long you can preserve it will depend on your abilities. I swear, I won’t tell anyone, not even my family.”
After hearing his words, Gu Pan felt it was acceptable. This man appeared honest, and for them, these wines were indeed worth trading for two boxes of milk powder.
So Gu Pan said directly, “Alright, I have six cans of milk powder in my bag right now, meant for trading with someone else. I’ll give them to you first, and we’ll manage what’s needed for the other trade later.”
Her backpack always seemed bulging, as if it were packed with many items, but in reality, they were mostly light and took up space; whenever she needed something, she would just open the bag and retrieve it from the ‘Space’—it was all for concealment.
Hearing this, Li Yijun was overjoyed, “That would be great, but I dare not take these milk powders back by myself; I’m afraid I’ll get robbed on the way. Would you be able to escort me home?”
Gu Pan agreed, “Sure, let’s deliver you home first, and then we’ll come back for the wine.”
Li Yijun expressed his gratitude, “Thank you so much; I won’t stand on ceremony then.”
Lu Ruisheng told Li Yijun, “Let’s go upstairs. You lead the way; I’ll provide light in the middle so both front and back can be seen.”
Gu Pan clearly understood her husband’s intention, handed the emergency light to Lu Ruisheng, and followed behind.
Li Yijun walked briskly at the front.
Lu Ruisheng adjusted the light to shine as far ahead as possible.
Gu Pan, who was trailing behind, directly used her thoughts to put all the wine in the cellar into the ‘Space’. To say nothing of the other varieties, those Flying Maotai were discontinued treasures, and not many people could preserve these nowadays, which meant their value would only increase.
They certainly didn’t trust that after escorting Li Yijun, they would return to find everything intact; in the apocalypse, who could easily trust others? If Gu Pan didn’t have the ‘Space’, they would not have agreed to his request—it was just a convenience now.
After emerging, Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng escorted Li Yijun back to his neighborhood, bade him farewell, and no longer needed to return to the wine cellar—they just went home, where Gu Pan was becoming increasingly adept at using her ‘Space’.
At noon, Gu Pan took out a Western meal from ‘Space’ and picked a bottle of red wine—honestly, they both knew little about red wine, mainly choosing by what caught their eye.
Lu Ruisheng also lit some candles for a sense of ceremony.
Gu Pan swirled the red wine, “In a blink of an eye, today is Little New Year, and in another week, it will be New Year’s—the first New Year of the apocalypse.”
Lu Ruisheng sighed, “If it weren’t for the apocalypse, it would be very lively outside at this time.”
“Right, who knows how many people still remember what today is?”
“We have electronic devices, calendars, clocks—many do not, and they truly might not remember.”
“Actually, it’s not so bad for the two of us; it’s always just us two celebrating the New Year. But for those large families, this New Year will truly be melancholic.”
“It’s not easy just to be alive now.”
“Let’s not talk about this anymore; let’s be happy today, Little New Year.”
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“Alright, let’s drink to that.”
The two clinked glasses and downed their wine. The more they drank, the more spirited they became, until they both got drunk. When Gu Pan woke up again, it was already dark.
Lu Ruisheng had made her a cup of honey water.
After taking a sip, Gu Pan smiled, “To experience the apocalypse in one’s lifetime and to have ‘Space’—we’ve truly lived a worthwhile life.”
Lu Ruisheng also laughed, “Indeed.”
Rebirth, ‘Space’—these were things others couldn’t even dream of.
The next day, Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng discussed delivering some New Year’s gifts to a few friends in advance, to give them more hope and anticipation for life and the New Year.
They prepared four New Year’s gift packages, including rice, flour, oil, meat, eggs, milk, vegetables, fruits, candied fruit, and dried nuts.
Of course, they presented everything in a state plausible for that time, like freeze-dried vegetables and fruits, powdered milk, and marinated eggs.
After packing, they carried the gifts to Guo Gang’s home, encountering no troubles along the way.
Climbing the stairs and knocking on the door, Guo Gang’s wife, Zhang Xiumin, opened it, “You’re here, come in.”
Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng entered, and Meng Meng, recognizing their voices, also came running, “Hello, uncle and auntie.”
Gu Pan removed her gloves and patted Meng Meng’s head, “Meng Meng has grown more beautiful again.” Then she pulled out a small doll from her pocket and handed it over, “This is for you.”
Meng Meng was delighted, “Thank you, Auntie.”
Zhang Xiumin said with a smile, “The child has been looking forward to your visit.”
In the apocalypse, children don’t go out, so the people in their world are few, and the memories they form are very clear.
Not seeing Guo Gang, Lu Ruisheng inquired, “Sister-in-law, is Brother Guo out again?”
Zhang Xiumin nodded, “Yes, I used to go out with him too, but these past two days, my mother-in-law hasn’t been well, sleeping a lot, awake seldom, confused when she is awake, hardly eating. I fear she doesn’t have much time left, so I worry that if she were to pass suddenly, it might frighten the child, and so I can’t really go out.”
Gu Pan listened and felt helpless; there was truly no way around it. The silver lining was that the elderly woman, even in her last moments, wasn’t causing much trouble, not bedridden or anything, which was less worrisome for the child.
Lu Ruisheng opened the backpack and took out two bags, placing them on the table, “Sister-in-law, New Year’s is approaching, and I’ve brought some New Year’s goods for you in advance. With the elderly in your care as of late, you’ve been hindered in seeking supplies. Luckily, these can help in a pinch.”
Zhang Xiumin tried to refuse, “No, it’s too much, considering the times we’re in. You should keep more for yourselves. We’re still getting by; please don’t give us any.”
Gu Pan said, “Sister-in-law, please keep it. It’s just the two of us, and we can go out to find supplies more easily than you. Don’t be shy.”
Tears welled up in Zhang Xiumin’s eyes, “It’s not that I’m being strange with you, it’s just… I don’t know what to say. So many have starved or frozen to death in our building, and we can still eat our fill—all thanks to you.”
Gu Pan gently patted Zhang Xiumin’s back, “Sister-in-law, let’s not talk about that. We’re both still alive, and that’s what matters. If Ruisheng and I ever go hungry, and we come to you, you wouldn’t deny us, right?”
