Super Gene Hunting Ground

Yang Xiao was bored, so he sat at the small table and chatted with Binger. Binger's grandfather also sat beside him, chatting casually.

The business of the sugar water stall was indeed not very good. Only a dozen people drank sugar water in one night, barely earning about 100 crystal coins, which could only provide food and clothing for the grandparents and grandson.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, the noisy slums gradually fell silent. After a busy day, everyone began to fall asleep and prepare to get up early tomorrow to work.

There are very few pedestrians on the street.

Bing'er and grandpa packed up the tables and chairs at the roadside stall, and took Yang Xiao away together.

The place where I live is not far, about five or six minutes on foot.

In a low-slung shantytown, after going through a labyrinth of alleys, Binger stood in front of a dilapidated wooden house after making seven turns.

"Uncle, here we are, this is my home."

As Binger said, she stretched out her hand and opened the door.

The wooden door was not locked, so there must be nothing valuable in the house to steal.

Bing'er was very excited, maybe it was because the house hadn't had any guests for a long time, she was chattering all the way, and when she entered the house, she also volunteered to lead Yang Xiao into the room.

"Uncle, this is the room where my parents used to live. I cleaned it every day, and the sheets were washed. It's very clean."

Yang Xiao touched Bing'er's head and said kindly:

"Thank you Bing'er."

Bing'er giggled, and dragged Yang Xiao to look at her room. In fact, there was an extra small bed in Grandpa's room.

It can be seen that the grandfather and grandson are really dependent on each other, and life is very hard.

Grandpa Binger said:

"Mr. Yang, the house is very simple, I'm laughing at you."

"Grandpa Bing'er, please don't say that. I am already very grateful that you can lend me the night."

Bing'er wanted to pull Yang Xiao to talk, and Grandpa said:

"Bing'er, Uncle Yang is tired, he should go to rest, you should go to rest early, you have to move bricks tomorrow."

Yang Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and asked:

"Bing'er is seven or eight years old, right? Does she go to school?"

When talking about reading, Binger's face was excited for a while, and then dimmed.

Grandpa sighed:

"How can our poor children have the conditions to go to school? It would be nice to have something to eat."

Yang Xiao nodded and said:

"Well, then I'm going to rest, and you all go to bed early."

Bing'er was obviously very reluctant, looked at Yang Xiao, and finally said helplessly:

"Good night, uncle!"

Nothing happened all night, and when I got up early the next morning, Grandpa Binger had already prepared breakfast.

A bowl of porridge and two plates of unknown dark dim sum.

Binger is also helping to set the table.

Seeing Yang Xiao coming out of the room, Binger said:

"Uncle, come over for breakfast."

"Okay, thank you Bing'er."

The breakfast was terrible, but Yang Xiao still managed to eat it.

During this period of time, I have been staying at the Royal Inn. Although the food there is not the best in Dragon City, it is considered first-class.

Compared with the simple food in front of him, Yang Xiao really felt that it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality!

Grandpa Bing'er seemed to see that Yang Xiao didn't like the breakfast in front of him very much, and said:

"Young Master Yang, I'm sorry, that's all for breakfast."

Seeing Binger eating with relish, Yang Xiao smiled and said:

"It's okay, I can eat anything."

Binger blurted out suddenly and said:

"Uncle Yang, I heard that some time ago, a guy had a meal at the Royal Inn and spent 260 million crystal coins. What do you think he ate?

The rich people nowadays are really spoiled, prodigal, a waste of money, 260 million crystal coins, enough to feed the entire slums of us for a year. "

Bing'er was obviously very dissatisfied with the legendary local tyrant, with a natural hatred of the rich, with a look of "the wealthy family's wine and meat stinks and the bones are frozen to death".

Yang Xiao: "..."

"Bing'er, don't talk nonsense, we don't understand the world of the rich."

"I don't understand why, don't you just have a meal? What kind of meat is so delicious,

Worth so much money, just to show off their wealth, anyway, they are all prodigal sons, cowards, rich second generation. "

"This child, don't talk nonsense."

"Grandpa, didn't you say that? You were chatting with Grandpa Qin the other day, and you talked about the prodigal son who ate more than 200 million crystal coins in one meal, didn't you scold him severely? Grandpa Qin scolded you more than you It's even worse."

Yang Xiao: "..."

Nima, I never expected that after eating a meal, I would be given the notoriety of being a prodigal son.

Amused and angry inside, he said:

"Bing'er, those rich people eat differently from us. For example, you eat to fill your stomach, but they don't eat to fill your stomach."

"Uncle is talking nonsense, eating is not to fill the stomach? Why is that?"

"Well, for example, the flesh and blood of some monsters can enhance the energy of genetic evolution, especially some high-level monsters, which contain very powerful energy. These monster meats will also be used as ingredients in restaurants, and they will be sold at high prices. Very expensive."

"oh!"

Bing'er seemed to understand, but nodded.

Yang Xiao glanced at Grandpa Binger and asked:

"Does Bing'er activate the genetic evolution system?"

"Not yet. Even if she activates the genetic evolution system, I don't have extra crystal coins to buy her genetic potions. Her parents left suddenly, and I, an old man, can't take care of that much."

"Ah, did something happen to Bing'er's parents?"

Grandpa Binger froze for a moment, lowered his head, took a big mouthful of porridge, and said:

"Young Master Yang, eat quickly, it's cold."

Knowing that he had asked about Grandpa Binger's sore spot, Yang Xiao didn't ask any more questions. He ate with his head down and teased Binger occasionally.

After eating, Yang Xiao was about to leave.

Seeing that Yang Xiao was about to leave, Bing'er suddenly became very silent, and stood beside Yang Xiao with her head bowed, obviously a little reluctant, but she also felt that she had no reason to keep Yang Xiao, after all, everyone only met yesterday.

The child's emotional world is very simple, without parents all the year round, Bing'er is lonely in her heart.

Yang Xiao's kind and kind behavior made her have a good impression of Yang Xiao. She really wished that she had such a real uncle.

Yang Xiao touched Bing'er's head, smiled, and took out a bag of crystal coins from the space ring, about one or two thousand, and put them on the table.

Yang Xiao seldom uses cash at ordinary times, and mostly uses black gold cards. This amount of cash was occasionally put in the space ring in the past.

"I have some crystal coins here, not many, leave it for Binger to buy some new clothes."

"uncle!"

"Mr. Yang, how can this be done? You won't get rewarded for no merit. We can't take your money."

Yang Xiao turned around and walked out the door, saying:

"A little money is nothing, don't make things difficult for the child."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Yang Xiao planned to go to other places in the slums to find out about the eldest prince.

He didn't want to stay in one place for a long time to attract others' attention, one night at Bing'er's house was enough.

Yang Xiao was not familiar with the alleyways of the slums, and felt a little lost after making seven turns.

Three strong men walked towards me, and only one of them was heard to say:

"Old man Zhan's son lent us 10,000 gold coins to treat his wife, but his wife died, and old man Zhan's son also died. The money should be worth 30,000 gold coins including interest.

This old man is definitely not on the list, he also has a granddaughter, bought it in the slave workshop, at least it can be sold for 5,000 to 10,000 crystal coins. "

"How old is this little girl?"

"7-year old."

"Oh, it's a pity that it's too young, otherwise, you can make more money by sending it to a brothel, hahaha..."

The three of them passed by Yang Xiao, and Yang Xiao could hear the three of them's conversation clearly.

Yang Xiao stood there, stunned for a moment.

To save or not to save?

Yang Xiao felt very embarrassed.

If he went to save him, he might expose his identity. If he didn't save him, Binger's grandpa and grandson would definitely suffer.

well!

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