Chapter 025: Take Life and Death Lightly, If You’re Not Convinced, Bring It On!

Fortunately, Grandpa and Grandma Jing couldn’t read; otherwise, they might not have been able to handle the overwhelming negative comments. Jing Shu’s fists clenched tightly.

How many people can endure being cursed at by tens of thousands of strangers?

Jing Shu had returned scarred from the apocalypse. She wasn’t pretentious but believed in one principle:

Take life and death lightly; if you’re not convinced, bring it on!

Being bullied and thinking of enduring it until the apocalypse to settle the score wasn’t her style. Jing Shu preferred to see her enemies unable to hide the hatred in their eyes yet forced to kneel and beg for mercy immediately.

While it’s satisfying to see characters in dramas meet their demise each episode, Jing Shu preferred to let her enemies in the apocalypse linger in misery, checking on them every few chapters and occasionally sprinkling salt on their wounds.

The best solution now wasn’t to hire trolls to engage in a flame war with Zhu Zhengqi’s trolls in her live stream—that would waste money and be pointless. Jing Shu’s live stream was just a front to store food; she didn’t want to become inexplicably famous.

“Hello? Is this Heng Jin? Could you help me investigate someone’s background? His name is Zhu Zhengqi; I’ll send his phone number to you on WeChat. Yes, yes, I’ve been following the updates on Sun Yinrui daily. You’re doing great work. You’re about to release the final blow, right?”

“What? He claims to have found the woman who accused him, and is she willing to testify about being bribed? Heh, I’m really curious where Sun Yinrui found a fake. Don’t worry; I’ll testify in the end. At this point, confidentiality isn’t important anymore.”

After hanging up, Jing Shu pondered for a moment. Could it be that Sun Yinrui had bragged not only to his son but also to other women? Could it be Su Mei Mei? Wouldn’t that expose their relationship? That would be the final nail in the coffin. Jing Shu ensured that with the last blow, Sun Yinrui would be finished.

His wife would make his life unbearable.

Yes, Sun Yinrui’s wife had that kind of power. Sun Yinrui relied on his wife; the logistics company was owned by her family, which is why he could manage logistics in Wucheng. Even if he were exposed, the company would still back him and not abandon him.

But if his wife discovered he had someone else outside… The methods of a tigress would make Sun Yinrui, even ten years into the apocalypse, not dare to show his face. One can imagine her means.

Perhaps because his wife was strong and had certain tendencies, Sun Yinrui sought someone as unattractive but seemingly gentle as Su Mei Mei.

It’s worth mentioning that in this era of beauty filters and Photoshop, Su Mei Mei was the only one who still looked unretouched even after applying special effects.

In the following days, Jing Shu remained busy pickling various vegetables.

Among them, making mustard pickles was the simplest but required salting to dehydrate, involving repeated processes of pressing out water, adding salt, and marinating. The name “mustard” comes from this pressing process.

She filled 13 large jars with mustard pickles—the largest quantity among all her pickled vegetables. While not the tastiest, they were the most inconspicuous in the apocalypse, had a long shelf life, and were filling.

She made five jars of sweet garlic, which also required salting to dehydrate, then soaking in a prepared syrup, turning it daily before sealing tightly. It will be ready in a few days.

Next were pickled radish, soy-pickled cucumbers, lettuce, winter bamboo shoots, and sour long beans. All needed to be salted to dehydrate first, then mixed with sauces and placed in jars to marinate.

In comparison, making various kimchi was much simpler. She cut leftover carrots, cowpeas, cabbages, lettuce, and cucumbers into chunks, packed them into large jars in batches, added water and various seasonings, sealed them, and they would be ready to eat in two or three days—a different flavor from other pickles.

Sweet and sour radish was slightly more complicated, requiring slow simmering over low heat for four to five hours to extract a delicious broth.

The simplest was pickled garlic scapes: just cut them into sections and soak them in vinegar. Whenever she wanted to eat them, she could take them out or add more to soak.

She pickled so many vegetables in the past few days that she ran out of salt. Jing Shu ordered another 500 kilograms of sodium-free salt.

It’s worth noting that in the past few days, Jing Shu sold ten portions of sweet garlic, over a dozen portions of soy-pickled cucumbers, and dozens of portions of sweet and sour radish, each priced at 998 yuan.

Jing Shu felt quite helpless.

Perhaps her sarcasm that day had an effect. The next day, the viewership, which was originally 50,000, suddenly jumped to over 100,000, instantly making her a top-twenty streamer from an unknown newbie. She also dominated the rankings for most bullet comments, most eggs thrown, and fastest rising popularity.

Jing Shu wanted to turn off the live stream for some peace, but Grandpa Jing noticed and said, “Why are you turning it off? How will you stream?”

The trolls were relentless, attracting countless onlookers curious about which streamer was being pelted with hundreds of thousands of virtual eggs daily.

However, since most trolls were automated bots, they kept repeating a few preset, brainless insults—saying the nastiest things and flooding the screen with comments. The onlookers quickly understood the situation.

Some bystanders began to defend her:

“Why did the streamer offend to be trolled so badly?”

“Rich kids are so aloof; getting trolled this much and not caring. Don’t they know to hire trolls to fight back?”

“I watched her previous videos and found that her ingredients are genuinely good, and everything is prepared very cleanly. I believe she’s making it for relatives and her own family. It’s not as bad as they’re saying.”

“I really don’t see what’s worth trolling here. She’s just making pickles and hasn’t said anything.”

“Damn, my comment got pushed down so fast. Everyone, let’s go! Defeat the trolls!”

So, a group of spontaneous viewers, simply wanting to fight the trolls, found themselves outmatched and shared the situation across various forums and communities to gather more people. The issue even trended on social media, with people asking if trolls had become this arrogant.

This attracted more people to oppose the trolls. Just when the trolls were about to be overwhelmed, another wave of hundreds of thousands of bot accounts flooded in, pushing Jing Shu into the top three positions. As both sides grew in number, a small group of wealthy viewers became interested, and the topic shifted.

“These are premium ingredients, so the price is naturally high, but selling them at this price is a bit steep.”

“She didn’t beg you to buy it. She said it’s for her relatives and herself. That’s what rich kids are like.”

“I really like Grandma. She seems to know how to pickle everything, and I’ve learned a lot.”

“I like Grandpa; he seems to be a carpenter and can do all kinds of work, and he tells great stories.”

“The streamer doesn’t have much presence. Why is she always washing vegetables?”

“But she gives off a cool goddess vibe. She doesn’t talk much—my silent queen, best at washing vegetables.”

“I can’t take it anymore; it looks so appetizing. Each portion is 2 liters, and even the containers are high-quality and probably cost at least dozens of yuan. Nowadays, it’s rare to find something so clean and hygienic without added preservatives, using such good ingredients. I’m pregnant and don’t dare to eat outside. It’s more important to eat safely, even if it’s expensive. I’ll try it first for everyone!”

Once one person made a purchase, more curious viewers followed suit, and some affluent viewers began buying various pickles while the trolls and supporters clashed in the live stream.

Within a few days, some wealthy viewers were sending virtual gifts daily, taking over the screen, and started voicing their grievances against Jing Shu. They posted unboxing videos to prove how delicious the pickles were, even moved to tears by the taste, which attracted more curious buyers. Once they tried it, they couldn’t stop.

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Author’s Note:

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