At the age of three and a half, I paid too much to support my family [Live]

Chapter 140

Even if Xiao Baiyan set up a blindfold, the audience in the live broadcast room didn't notice it.

In their eyes, Little Baiyan is still Little Baiyan, and the timid and ignorant is a hanged ghost who is still alive... They are so cute, so sensible, and so kind to rescue him, He just fainted?

How embarrassing for a child to drag him back?

"Let's wait for him, wait for him to go online, we must scold him well."

"This guy really hasn't changed. No wonder people want to kill him. I think if he knew about Master Wang's savings, he might say the same thing..."

"It's worse than a house thief. Anyway, it's quite annoying, but Mr. Wang is not a good thing."

"Anyway, it's his own fault. Zai Zai saved his life, and it's also repaying his kindness for helping him in the first place."

The audience in the live broadcast room were talking about what happened to Butler Li. Even though there was some gap between him and his previous life, this subtle similarity had a feeling of reincarnation and fate, which made everyone believe it.

Mr. Polaris once said that these are real things that happened, but changed in the secret realm... Maybe in a corner that they don't even know, this thing really happened.

Little Baiyan dragged Butler Li into the small restaurant with great effort, and only when the slightest warmth spread in the room, Butler Li quietly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Wan Ding asked curiously, "I heard that you are a hanged ghost? Is it true?"

Wan Ding heard Bai Yan mentioning his connection with Steward Li, and couldn't help becoming more curious. Now that this guy is clearly not dead, could it be that this guy was transformed by a human ghost?I don't know if he still has any memories of the past.

Butler Li was stunned. Although this small restaurant was somewhat familiar and the little guy in front of him had seen it before, he couldn't help becoming nervous when he remembered what happened before he passed out, and nodded sadly: "Yes, I don't either. I know how I died, but I was killed by the little devil... woo woo woo, I really don't want to die..."

"You haven't died yet?" Wan Ding asked curiously, "You're still in the physical body now, have you died once before?"

Just at this moment, the little boy came in, holding a handful of charcoal in his hand, and was about to add it to the brazier. Butler Li was stunned, and asked hesitantly, "Am I not dead? Am I really not dead?"

Ah Bei looked at Steward Li who was full of surprise and disbelief, and for some reason remembered his dead father and mother, and his heart became heavier. Xiao Baiyan was checking the thickness of the snow when he suddenly found that there was snow falling again in the sky. Goose feather heavy snow.

There was a biting chill in the air, and it seemed that no matter how many clothes I wore, I couldn't resist it.

Xiao Baiyan hurried back to the room, saw the silent and sad Ah Bei, and quickly asked, "A Bei, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Abei added a lot of charcoal to the brazier, and then said to Xiao Baiyan, "The snow is too heavy, and the winter is too long. The snow on the mountain may crush the trees to death. I want to cut firewood. It's not easy...Bai Yan, will winter pass?"

In his eyes, the difference between winter and spring is not the time, but whether the cold has faded.

This winter was too long, so long that he lost his father and mother, and now he even lost his only brother.

Ah Bei was very sad. He felt that this winter would never end.

"It will pass," Xiao Baiyan said firmly, "it will pass, no matter how cold the winter is, it will end."

Realizing that he was still alive, Steward Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Winter will pass, but that's not necessarily true. This heavy snow has lasted for seven or eight days. It fell and stopped, and stopped and fell. All roads outside are blocked."

"Originally everyone thought it would be good to survive the winter, but who knew that the spring was still so cold, and most of the stocks were used up throughout the winter, and the charcoal could be used to split the house to burn. What about the food? There is no food, and it all falls there. Old man Wang has it in his hands, good guy..."

Xiao Baiyan thought for a while and asked, "Does the Wang family have a lot of food?"

"It's not too much. It's been a whole winter. It's snowing constantly. No one in the town has ever gone out. There's only so much food. Will it be gone after eating?" Butler Li said, "Oh, No one expected that the winter would be so long, and the remaining food would be enough for half a month at most."

Half a month's food is not too much, so Xiao Baiyan asked how many people and how many households there are in the town, and Li Butler, who is very familiar with the town, naturally answered everything without saying a word.

"There is only one Wang Dahu in the town. Although the other shops also make money, they are nothing. Wang Dahu used to do business in the past and made a lot of money. My father died because of him..."

"What's the use of you, a child, asking these things? It's better to hope that the heavy snow will stop soon, lest we all die together..."

Butler Li kept talking non-stop, and the audience in the live broadcast room were almost bored to death by him, and even wished to suggest that the system immediately set up a silence package, so that everyone could be clean.

Xiao Baiyan automatically blocked the nonsense he didn't want to hear, and turned to thinking about ways to keep warm. Although the red lotus flame in his hand can keep warm, it needs a lot of spiritual support, and the red lotus flame is very dangerous. common people, it is very likely to cause catastrophe.

At this time, Li Su said: "In fact, heating equipment is not necessary. The heat needed by living things can not only come from the outside world, but also be provided by the body. Calories and energy supplements, and there will be no life-threatening."

Some viewers in the live broadcast room suggested: "You can add some chili to the dry food, the wine is actually not good..."

"Alcohol with a higher concentration can also be burned to keep warm..."

Chen Ye sighed and reminded: "Even if this is the case, it can be maintained for the time being, but if the heavy snow doesn't stop, what should these people do? I think we still have to find a way to solve the problem."

"Snow covers the mountains, so we remove the snow. The slopes are steep and slippery, so we do it. Everything is difficult, but we can always find a way."

Little Baiyan's black eyes shone brightly, he couldn't wait to hold the small hoe tightly, and said seriously: "I'll just remove the snow, if there is no road, we can also open a road!"

"Bai Yan, I'll help you!" Wan Ding had already picked up an old kitchen knife, which was his favorite weapon recently. It was pulled out from a corner of a small wine shop. It was already rusted and not very sharp.

"Call someone to help, Zai Zai can use a bowl of soup and other food as reward, so that they won't be idle to make trouble." Chen Ye added.

Xiao Baiyan pondered for a while, and immediately acted like this. It was inconvenient for children to do things like call for manpower, snow removal, etc., so they handed them over to Butler Li, while the three little guys were busy cooking a pot of hot porridge. .

At this moment, a strange special effect suddenly flashed in the live broadcast room, accompanied by a prompt: [Authentic Chuandu Hot Pot Restaurant sent a huge portion of non-authentic spicy hot pot base*1] "What's going on? What's going on? Why is the name so strange? ?”

"I'm dying of laughter, what is an unauthentic spicy hot pot base...does the system help crack down on counterfeit ones?"

"Hahahahaha makes sense. Spicy hot pot is the best match for heavy snow, but I wonder if there is a big pot?"

"Want to advertise but got hammered?"

The owner of "Authentic Chuandu Hot Pot Restaurant" was already mad. He finally spotted this good opportunity, but he didn't expect to be named "Not authentic" by the system instead?

Why is he not authentic! ! !

"Hi everyone, welcome to come to No. 232, XX Street, XX Road, City B to taste the authentic Sichuan Hot Pot. Our hot pot is delicious and fragrant, especially delicious, absolutely authentic!"

"...to applaud to show gratitude."

"It's okay, even if you are not authentic, we will try it when we have time and take care of your business..."

"The system sucks hahahaha I found a new way to crack down on counterfeiting!"

Xiao Baiyan turned a deaf ear to the system's coquettish operations, and under the command of everyone, he was going to try cooking a hot pot. Put the reddish-brown base material into the iron pot, and soon it became a pot of choking and irritating spicy soup.

Wan Ding smelled the fragrance and already started to salivate. He stared at the bottom of the oily pot without blinking. Taking advantage of Xiao Baiyan's inattention, he secretly dipped his little finger on it. It was so hot that he stuck out his tongue and couldn't control it. I can't stop coughing.

"It's delicious!" Wan Ding sniffed, and couldn't help but want to take another sip, but Xiao Baiyan quickly pressed his hand: "It's still not good, Brother Wan Ding, this soup is not good for you, please don't drink it. Don't burn you."

"I can drink it! It's delicious, it tastes weird, but it's delicious!" Wan Ding hurriedly fought for his own interests, "If everyone doesn't like soup, leave it to me."

... What a poor cub!

The audience in the live broadcast room were quite dumbfounded, and the owner of the hot pot restaurant was even more delighted: "Our hot pot restaurant is really good, everyone must come and try it if you have the opportunity, the base ingredients are all made by myself, of course the base soup is It is not recommended for everyone to drink, it is likely to be too spicy to sleep and have diarrhea..."

"It's too miserable, it's really too miserable, leave all the hot pot soup to Brother Wan Ding, and no one is allowed to move!"

"If Zai Zai and Wan Ding knew that there is such a delicacy as spicy noodles in the world, I'm afraid they would have made a fuss about going down to earth?"

"I never thought that Wan Ding's younger brother likes spicy food, maybe Laojun likes it too?"

Xiao Baiyan took a small taste, the hotness on the tip of his tongue was enough to make him change his face, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of water before suppressing it, but it was undeniable that the taste was really good.

There was not much food left in the restaurant, and the live broadcast room provided a lot of noodles and wide noodles, as well as some unprocessed vegetables and meat. Xiao Baiyan pulled Wan Ding and Ah Bei to clean and cut them into pieces.

Looking at the short and small chicken leg in his hand, Wan Ding couldn't help sighing: "Bai Yan, is this a butchered chicken? It's so small, it's so pitiful..."

"..." The audience in the live broadcast room were all ashamed. A chicken leg that was originally so big has shrunk to one-fifth, can it be not small?This is good, let the little guy misunderstand that they are mean and cruel.

Wan Ding didn't want to delve into it, and simply said: "I can eat it in one bite."

Seeing so many things conjured out of thin air, Steward Li almost fainted from fright. When he saw Xiao Baiyan and Wan Ding again, he couldn't help showing a little awe, and said reservedly and reservedly: "My lord, in the town The young and middle-aged people have gone to shovel snow, do you really want to distribute food to them?"

Xiao Baiyan looked at the red and oily cauldron, and nodded in agreement.

"Hey, it's so fragrant, and there's meat...wait a minute," Butler Li asked in amazement, "You didn't mean to chop up that white fox, did you?"

"..."

Xiao Baiyan sighed melancholy, raised his hand and threw out a silence technique.

The author has something to say: Cub: I am beginning to regret