Lin Caining continued, "There are still five packs of instant noodles and three bags of cup noodles. In the kitchen, there's half a bottle of Laoganma, but the steamed buns and hanging noodles have long been consumed."
Fang Yuqing, in pain, covered her head.
"Instant noodles, instant noodles! That thing simply can't fill you up!"
Lin Caining stared at her intently, "Yuqing, the situation outside is very unfavorable. Do you think this heavy snow will ever stop?"
Fang Yuqing paused for a moment, then turned her head blankly to look out of the window. Through the frosted glass, she could vaguely see the snowflakes continuously falling from the sky.
Ten days had passed, and this snow had been falling steadily for the entire duration, without a single moment of respite.
The second floor was completely submerged, making it impossible to leave.
The distant streets were silent, with no sign of the official snowplows.
Fang Yuqing's heart sank to the bottom, filled with despair. She didn't know how long this snow disaster would last. Or whether it would end at all.
Covering her eyes, Fang Yuqing cried in agony, "Ningning, what should we do? At this rate, we'll starve to death."
Lin Caining clenched her teeth and asked, "Is there any food left at Zhou Peng's place?"
Fang Yuqing shook her head, "I've asked him several times, even pretended to befriend him. But he's truly drained, not a drop left."
"The last time he brought me two packs of cup noodles, that was his last bit of sustenance. He's so thin now, like a zombie; he definitely doesn't have anything to eat."
Lin Caining, unwilling to accept this, tightened her fists, "Then, is there anyone else we can try?"
"You see, both of us are so beautiful. As long as we make a little effort, some men will surely be attracted to us!"
Fang Yuqing glanced at her, somewhat displeased, "Are you stupid? Right now, everyone treats supplies as if they were their lives."
"Even if they were attracted to us, it's not that easy for them to give us their supplies. Besides, with the weather so cold, even if we offer ourselves, they might be physically unable to respond."
Fang Yuqing, as she spoke, revealed a hint of pain in her eyes.
Lin Caining didn't know that Fang Yuqing had actually tried this method before, attempting to exchange her beauty for supplies.
The results were disappointing.
She set her standards high, demanding a man to be at least 1.85 meters tall, a civil servant, and with a monthly income of 50,000. Only then would she consider clapping for love.
Even the 60-year-old neighbor expressed, "You came too late. If you had come half a month earlier, I might still be up for the challenge."
Lin Caining bit her lip, feeling extremely fearful.
As a woman with some charm, she originally intended to use her beauty as a last resort for survival.
However, the cold weather proved to be an excellent deterrent.
Suddenly, the image of a man flashed in her mind.
She said to Fang Yuqing, "By the way, Yuqing, did you forget that you have a 'licking dog'?"
Fang Yuqing naturally knew who Lin Caining was referring to.
She pursed her lips and stubbornly said, "Humph, that smelly man. Unless he comes over and kneels to beg for my forgiveness, I will absolutely not take the initiative to find him!"
Previously, she had tried to contact Zhang Yi several times, hoping to give him a chance to come and please her with supplies. However, Zhang Yi's attitude was too cold, and he even deliberately sent photos to provoke her.
This made Fang Yuqing very annoyed, and she swore to make Zhang Yi come over and lick her feet.
If she took the initiative to contact him now, wouldn't she ruin her image of a cold and aloof goddess?
No, Fang Yuqing couldn't allow that!
If her image was destroyed, how could she find a wealthy second-generation in the future?
Lin Caining said, "Have you forgotten that Zhang Yi's family had hoarded quite a bit of food before? Even if a month has passed, they must still have more than an average household."
"As long as you make a move and find him, he will definitely agree to bring you food."
Hearing the mention of food, Fang Yuqing's heart was moved. However, she hesitated and said, "But when I approached him before, he was so indifferent."
Lin Caining said, "Are you silly? He definitely thinks he's not worthy of you, so he wants to give up. After all, not long ago, you were quite cold to him."
Fang Yuqing immediately became excited, "That's because he brought it upon himself! Clearly, he's just a small middle-class person, pretending to be a wealthy second-generation. He made me waste so much emotion!"
Lin Caining, with a smile, said, "But he is now a premium spare tire! The role of a spare tire is to be used when needed, right?"
"Just give him a little smile, let the flame of hope in his heart burn again. Then, he will readily comply with all your requests, won't he?"