Yang Xiao was bored, so he sat at the small table and chatted with Bing'er, and Bing'er's grandfather also sat aside to accompany him, chatting with each other.

The business of the sugar water stall is indeed not very good, and more than a dozen people drink sugar water at night, barely earning about 100 crystal coins, which can only solve the food and clothing of the grandparents.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, the hustle and bustle of the slum gradually fell silent, and everyone began to fall asleep after a busy day, preparing to get up early tomorrow to work.

Pedestrians on the streets are already scarce.

Bing'er and her grandfather packed up the tables and chairs at the roadside stall and left with Yang Xiao.

The place to stay is not far, about five or six minutes walk.

In a low-slung shantytown, through a labyrinth of alleys, after turning and turning, Bing'er stood in front of a broken wooden house.

"Uncle, here, this is my home."

Bing'er said as she reached out and pushed the door open.

The wooden door was not locked, so there must be nothing of value to steal from the house.

Bing'er was very excited, maybe there had been no guests at home for a long time, she chattered all the way, and when she entered the house, she also volunteered to lead Yang Xiao to the room.

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

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

"Thank you, Bing'er."

Bing'er grinned, and pulled Yang Xiao to look at her room, which was actually a small bed in her grandfather's room.

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

Bing'er Grandpa says:

"Young Master Yang, the family is very simple, I smiled."

"Grandpa Bing'er, don't say that, I'm already very grateful that you can stay with me for the night."

Bing'er was still pulling Yang Xiao to speak, and her grandfather said:

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

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment and asked:

"Bing'er is also seven or eight years old, right? Do you go to school? ”

When it came to reading, Bing'er's face was excited at first, and then dimmed.

Grandpa sighed:

"How can we poor children have the conditions to go to school? It's nice to have something to eat. ”

Yang Xiao nodded and said:

"Well, then I'll go rest, and you guys should go to bed early."

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

"Good night, uncle!"

There was nothing to do all night, and when I woke up early the next morning, Grandpa Bing'er had already made breakfast.

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

Bing'er was also helping to set the table.

Seeing Yang Xiao coming out of the room, Bing'er said:

"Uncle, come over for breakfast."

"Okay, thank you Bing'er."

Breakfast was hard to eat, but Yang Xiao still endured it.

During this time, I have been staying in the Royal Inn, and although the food inside is not the best in Dragon City, it is also first-class.

Compared with the simple food in front of him, it really made Yang Xiao feel that it was difficult to go from luxury 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 Bing'er eating with relish on the side, Yang Xiao smiled:

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

Bing'er suddenly blurted out and said:

"Uncle Yang, I heard that some time ago, there was a guy who had a meal at the Royal Inn and spent 260 million crystal coins, what did he eat?

The current rich people are really sassy, ruined, and a waste of money, 260 million crystal coins can be enough for our entire slum people to eat for a year. ”

Bing'er was obviously very dissatisfied with the legendary local tyrant, with a natural hatred of the rich, and a cynical appearance of "Zhumen's wine and meat stinky road with frozen bones".

Yang Xiao: "......"

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

"Why don't I understand, why don't I just have a meal? What kind of meat is so delicious, it's worth so much money, it's just to show off your wealth, anyway, it's all a loser, a bag, and a rich second generation. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, kid."

"Grandpa, didn't you say that? You chatted with Grandpa Qin that day, and when you talked about the loser who ate more than 200 million crystals in one meal, didn't you scold him? Grandpa Qin scolds you even more fiercely. ”

Yang Xiao: "......"

Nima, I really didn't expect that after eating a meal, I would be named a loser.

I was amused and angry in my heart, and said:

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

"Uncle said nonsense, don't you eat to fill your stomach? Why is that? ”

"Well, for example, the flesh and blood of some demon beasts can improve the genetic evolution energy, especially some high-level demon beasts, the energy contained in them is very powerful, and these demon beast meat will also be used as ingredients in restaurants, and it will be sold very expensive."

"Oh!"

Bing'er didn't seem to understand and nodded.

Yang Xiao glanced at Grandpa Bing'er 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 crystals to buy genetic potions for her, her parents left suddenly, and I can't take care of that much as an old man."

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

Grandpa Bing'er was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and took a big mouthful of porridge, and said:

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

Yang Xiao knew that he had asked about Grandpa Bing'er's sore spots, so he didn't ask much, bowed his head to eat, and occasionally teased Bing'er.

After eating, Yang Xiao prepared to leave.

Bing'er saw that Yang Xiao was leaving, and suddenly became very silent, standing beside Yang Xiao with her head down, obviously a little reluctant, but she felt that she had no reason to keep Yang Xiao, after all, everyone only met yesterday.

The child's emotional world is very simple, there are no parents all the year round, and Bing'er's heart is lonely.

Yang Xiao's kind and kind behavior made her have a good impression of Yang Xiao, and she really wished she had such an 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 it on the table.

Yang Xiao rarely uses cash, mostly using black gold cards, and this cash is still occasionally placed in the space ring before.

"I have some crystal coins here, not much, so I'll leave it to Bing'er to buy a few new clothes."

"Uncle!"

"Young Master Yang, how can this be done, it is useless, we can't take your money."

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

"A little money is nothing, don't be bitter about the child."

After speaking, he did not turn his head and left.

Yang Xiao planned to go to other places in the slums, and by the way, listen to the rumors of the eldest prince.

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

Yang Xiao was not familiar with the lanes of the slums, and after turning around, he felt a little lost.

Three strong men came up to him, and only one of them could be heard:

"Old man Zhan's son borrowed 10,000 crystal coins from us to treat his wife before his death, but his wife died, and Old Man Zhan's son also died, and this money should now have 30,000 gold coins including interest.

This old man must not be able to pay it back, he also has a granddaughter, buy it in the slave workshop, and sell it for 5,000 to 10,000 crystal coins. ”

"How old is this little girl?"

"Seven years old."

"Alas, it's a pity that it's too small, otherwise, if you send it to the Qinglou, you can make more money, hahaha...."

The three of them passed by Yang Xiao, and Yang Xiao really listened to the conversation of the three.

Yang Xiao stood and was stunned for a moment.

To save or not to save?

Yang Xiao felt very embarrassed.

If you go to save it, you are likely to reveal your identity, and if you don't save it, Bing'er's grandson will definitely suffer.

Alas!