Help! This Savior Is Too Old!

Like the tailor shop, the sign of the hot pot restaurant is also a bit tattered. The two words in front can't be seen clearly, and only the hot pot restaurant in the back can be seen.

Jiang Bai did not rush into it rashly, but walked around the hot pot restaurant first.

This hot pot restaurant has three floors, with only a sliding door as the entrance on the first floor.

The lights were on on the second floor, and the windows were opaque, so you could barely see the figure sitting by the window.

The third floor has no windows and is completely sealed.

After observing around, Jiang Bai found no more clues and once again focused on the sign.

"The sign of the tailor shop can be removed. In other words, the hot pot restaurant in front of you is different from other ruins. The sign can also be removed."

Jiang Bai found a [gold] token in the sewing needle. There should be a token hidden in the hot pot restaurant in front of him.

If conditions permit, Jiang Bai wants to take away the tokens here as well.

As for the use of collecting tokens, Jiang Bai is not sure yet.

After staring at the sign for a full minute, Jiang Bai saw some clues.

"It's strange. This sign seems to be a layer of paper stuck on. The original sign of this store was not a hot pot restaurant!"

A silk thread flew out from Jiang Bai's fingertips, trying to peel off this layer of paper to see what was underneath.

Tear--

The originally shabby signboard was torn apart by Jiang Bai, revealing the original signboard.

"hiss--"

Jiang Bai never expected that this hot pot restaurant would actually sell barbecue!

It's just a barbecue restaurant, so Jiang Bai wouldn't be too surprised. It's just that the four characters on the sign made him a little too familiar, making Jiang Bai lose his mind for a moment.

The sliding door on the first floor of the barbecue restaurant was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a hot temper and a slight stoutness said fiercely, holding a kitchen knife in one hand,

"Which brat, do you still have any rules? Come to my place and smash the signboard?!"

Jiang Bai never expected that this hot pot restaurant actually had an owner!

Moreover, it seems that the other party can still communicate?

If he was really the store owner, Jiang Bai's actions just now were indeed a bit reckless.

Jiang Bai retracted the thread, looked at the middle-aged man, and remained silent.

"What?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Bai suspiciously.

"Is your baby still mute?"

Judging from the accent, he is from Sichuan.

Jiang Bai nodded and admitted, "Yes."

"Hai Zi, your son still dares to play tricks with me?"

The middle-aged man suddenly became furious, picked up the kitchen knife in his hand, and rushed out of the hot pot restaurant.

"Don't panic."

Facing the Sichuan people, Jiang Bai stood still, took out his Trump,

"Let me ask you, which store is this?"

The middle-aged man has never heard such...bad Sichuan dialect.

His face softened a little, he glanced at Jiang Bai, and spoke again, no longer speaking in dialect, but in Mandarin, "Can you speak Mandarin?"

Jiang Bai nodded, "Yes."

The middle-aged man hesitated and asked tentatively, "Let me ask you, what time is it outside?"

Jiang Bai answered truthfully, "I'm not sure either."

The middle-aged man asked again, "Is everything okay outside?"

Jiang Bai replied, "It depends on how you define it... the people I know seem to be quite disappointed with this world."

No matter whether you are a top powerhouse or an extraordinary person, even if you have mastered power, status and resources in this troubled world, your life will not be much better.

Not to mention ordinary people struggling on the line of life and death.

"That's it..."

The middle-aged man looked a little lonely and hesitated to speak.

He had put down the kitchen knife in his hand, put it back behind his back, and glanced outside with a very fearful look in his eyes.

"It's not convenient to talk here. Would you like to come in and sit down and have hot pot?"

Jiang Bai declined, "I have no money."

The middle-aged man extended the invitation again, "I invite you."

Jiang Bai did not answer directly, but asked another question,

"This shop used to sell barbecue?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed.

Obviously, the word barbecue is another taboo for him.

"I changed my mind, get out of here, don't delay my business here!"

With that said, he took out the kitchen knife again and shook it twice in the air, threatening Jiang Bai.

It's a pity that he didn't know that Jiang Bai was sick.

The more you call him to come, he will not come; the more you drive him away, he will not leave.

"Don't worry, I haven't eaten for almost a day and I'm starving to death."

With that said, Jiang Bai walked towards the middle-aged man.

"Besides, look around, there's no one around here, not even a ghost!"

The middle-aged man refused again, "How can you eat hot pot if you don't have money?"

Jiang Bai said plausibly, "Didn't you invite me?"

"I won't invite you."

"Then I'll treat you."

With that said, Jiang Bai had already walked within five steps of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was holding a kitchen knife. He could chop Jiang Bai with just one step forward.

Even so, Jiang Bai still stood there motionless. It seemed that he was determined to eat the hot pot today.

Realizing that the kitchen knife could not scare Jiang Bai, the middle-aged man put the knife down again with a gloomy expression on his face.

He looked at Jiang Bai and asked another question,

"You have a [gold] token on you. That demon won't give the token to others easily. So, what's your relationship with that bastard?"

After asking, the middle-aged man added,

"Think carefully before answering. Once you enter the store, you won't have a chance to regret it."

Jiang Bai didn't need to think about it and answered directly,

"I want to chop that offal into smaller pieces."

Hearing this answer, the middle-aged man laughed happily at first, and then asked,

"Boy, aren't you afraid that he and I are actually on the same team? Are you talking about this?"

"I've thought about this."

Jiang Bai answered very seriously,

"If you are with him, then I should go into the store and break through one by one. It is better than being beaten."

The middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Bai to answer like this.

"Can I come into the store now?"

The middle-aged man moved half of his body, and Jiang Bai stepped forward.

Passing by the middle-aged man, he was about to enter the hot pot restaurant.

The middle-aged man asked again,

"May I have your name?"

"cold..."

Jiang Bai paused and spoke again,

"My name is Jiang Bai, and I am a senior high school student. Do you have a discount for student ID cards here?"

ah?

The middle-aged man never imagined that he was deep in the burial ground, surrounded by dangers, and could die at any time. In such a strange situation, everyone must be cautious and walk on thin ice.

Jiang Bai actually cares about whether the student ID card can be discounted?

"No...it can't be...we used to have discounts on group purchases..."

The middle-aged man hesitated, then suddenly came to his senses and asked,

"Did you bring your student ID?"

A person who doesn't even have any money would bring his student ID card?

"If you don't bring it, I'll just ask."

With that said, Jiang Bai walked forward and entered the hot pot restaurant.

The sliding door closed again, the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared little by little, and the lights on the first floor also turned on.

Fireworks slowly floated out from the hot pot restaurant.

The sign at the door was already broken. It was pulled by Jiang Bai, and then blown by the wind, revealing the original sign:

Veterans BBQ.