Fantasy: I Am The Romantic And Happy Little Beast

The boss of the bun shop was overjoyed when he heard this.

The spiritual beasts raised by immortal cultivators are just different.

Such a generous shot.

He only had more than two hundred pennies in this box.

How much is this steamed bun worth?

It's only a little over twenty pennies.

This one tael of silver can buy all the buns from his little bun shop.

"Master, please take it."

The boss of the steamed stuffed bun shop was very agile and quickly packed the meat buns in a paper bag.

At the same time, he also put the more than two hundred coins in the box in a money bag.

They were placed on Lin Xing's back and carefully fixed with a rope.

Finally, Lin Xing was given an extra meat bun.

Let him eat slowly on the way.

You don’t have to worry about opening the paper bag, flipping through the buns and eating them later.

Lin Xing nodded slightly and left directly.

After walking a certain distance, Lin Xing felt that it was a bit troublesome to put this thing behind his back.

He directly put the meat buns and money bag on his back into the storage space.

With a hot meat bun in his mouth, he wandered around the streets.

While passing by a small alley intersection.

I found that near the intersection of this small alley, there were many beggars with tattered and patched clothes begging.

Lin Xing was slightly stunned when he saw this scene.

Because he had never thought that there would be immortal cultivators in such a town.

There are actually mortals who come out to beg.

A town like this shouldn't be very developed, right?

A mortal can't even afford a full meal, right?

Lin Xing thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

He had just arrived here not long ago and didn't know much about the situation here.

After Lin Xing hesitated for a moment, he took out the bag of money and gave a few cents to each of the beggars.

When these beggars saw the money donated by Lin Xing, they immediately thanked Lin Xing.

Soon, Lin Xing arrived at the end of the street.

The number of people begging here is extremely rare.

There are not many people passing by.

Most of the people begging here are children, and the money they can get from begging is not much.

Lin Xing took a look and saw that the more than two hundred yuan in the money bag was almost gone.

But fortunately, there are only a few beggars nearby.

There are no other beggars.

That's enough money.

Lin Xing planned to give the remaining few dozen pennies to these little beggars.

Soon, the money in the purse was almost all distributed.

Finally, Lin Xing came to a little beggar.

This was the last little beggar he saw on this small street.

This little beggar is a little far away from the other beggars.

The little beggar looked a little different from the other beggars.

Although the clothes on his body looked a little dirty and old, there were no patches.

There was obvious dirt on the hands and small face.

But the eyes are extraordinarily clear and bright.

It looked like a little girl.

This little beggar girl was sitting on the ground next to the wall.

Hold your hands around your legs.

The little head rests on the knee.

Clear eyes looked at Lin Xing who came to her.

Lin Xing put the last ten cents into her bowl with a few small holes missing.

Just going to leave here.

This can be regarded as doing his best.

This is what he can do to help them now.

How these people fare after that depends on their fate.

"Mr. Little White, can I exchange this money for some food?"

After seeing Lin Xing planning to leave here.

The little beggar girl looked at Lin Xing and spoke slowly.

Lin Xing was slightly startled when she heard the beggar girl's childish voice.

Immediately, he slowly turned his head back.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, he looked at her with some doubts.

"Is this little girl calling me?"

Lin Xing thought with some uncertainty.

There was no one else around here except him.

But he felt that the little beggar girl called him something strange.

Call him Little White, he gets it.

But when you call him sir, he doesn't quite understand.

Can he match his current appearance with his husband?

Or is it that the little girl’s respectful address to other people here is to call them sir?

"The Mr. Little White I'm talking about is you."

"Mr. Little White, I don't need money now. Can you use this money to exchange for some food?"

Xiaocai's clear eyes looked particularly sincere when she looked at Lin Xing.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I really hope he can agree.

Lin Xing hesitated for a while.

He took out the bag of meat buns he just bought.

The bag of meat buns landed gently in front of Xiao Cai.

Lin Xing patted the bag of meat buns with a small paw, indicating that it was for her to eat.

"Thank you Mr. Little White, you are so kind."

Xiaocai's eyes became brighter after seeing Lin Xing conjuring a bag of meat buns.

He swallowed involuntarily.

She hadn't had a full meal in days.

After thanking Lin Xing, he wiped his little hands with the corners of his old clothes.

Picked up a still warm meat bun and blew it gently a few times.

He ate the meat buns in big mouthfuls.

Lin Xing saw this girl like this and immediately became interested in her.

He was a little curious about what happened to Xiao Cai.

He could tell that Xiaocai probably came here recently.

It can be seen from the fact that her clothes are cleaner than others.

Moreover, this Xiaocai seems a little out of place with the others here.

Even the begging position is so far away from others.

Lin Xing watched quietly as Xiao Cai ate three meat buns in a row before she slowly stopped.

She finally had a full meal.

Xiaocai touched her belly with some satisfaction.

Immediately, he looked at Lin Xing, with the innocent smile of a child on his face, and thanked Lin Xing again.

"Thank you, Mr. Little White. How can I help you?"

"If you need my help with any work, as long as I can do it, I can help you."

Xiaocai's childlike and innocent smile is very contagious.

Lin Xing looked a little stunned.

Immediately, after shaking his head, Lin Xing shook his head slightly and let out a soft cry.

"If you want to thank me, it's not necessary. I just helped you a little bit."

Xiaocai gently pushed her bowl with several small gaps in front of Lin Xing.

"Mr. Little White, it will be a great help to me if you can give me meat buns to eat."

"Although you think this is just a small favor, it means a lot to me."

"Mr. Little White, please take the money in this bowl back and treat it as meat bun money."

Xiaocai, there is a determined look on your young face.

Lin Xing was stunned for a while.

Then, he did not take away the money in the small lottery bowl.

Instead, he glanced at Xiaocai slightly, raised a small paw, and patted the ground gently in front of her.

Immediately, he turned his head again and pointed a small paw to the busier side of the street.

"Little girl, just keep the money yourself, and you can still have something to eat for the next meal."

"How can you get any money by begging here? You should go to a crowded place over there, so that you can have a chance to get more money."

Lin Xing wanted to give Xiaocai a little reminder.