Chapter 032: Daily Pay Dishwasher
On the road in the woods.
The fat uncle looked at Bifang in great surprise and couldn't help but slow down the car.
Bifang nodded and said seriously, "I'm a travel anchor. I got lost in Qinling Mountains. I finally got out after walking for four days. Then I met you, big brother."
Lost your way in Qinling Mountains? And shot a rabbit?
When the fat uncle heard this, his head buzzed and he was horrified at first, but then he felt something was wrong. He glanced at Bifang, who had a calm expression, and then turned to look at him with contempt.
This kid is so shameless that he doesn't even blush when he tells lies.
He is a local and has been hauling wood on this road for several years. When he walks at night, he can hear the howling of wolves several times every month. Sometimes, if he is lucky, he can even see a blind bear passing by leisurely on the road.
These are all visible to the naked eye, not to mention the poisonous insects, snakes and ants in the forest. Even if a professional exploration team comes, they have to find local people to lead them and make adequate preparations.
How dare a yellow-haired kid like this go in with just a bag? The most outrageous thing is that he came out alive?
Do you think you are writing a novel and making a movie? Or is it about a protagonist who will never die no matter what he does?
In addition to disdain, the driver was skeptical about the authenticity of the incident because it was too unbelievable.
【Hahaha, uncle, you don’t believe it? 】
[This is normal. Fighting bears and venomous snakes. If it hadn't happened right in front of me, I wouldn't have believed it.]
[It’s not the uncle’s fault, the anchor is just too awesome! ]
【Fangshen yyds! 】
[yyds? Single forever? ]
Seeing that the fat uncle didn't believe it, Bifang took down the drone in front of him, said a few words to the audience, and then started looking for some clips of him in the forest.
"Who were you talking to?"
"Oh, I'm still live streaming, thousands of people are watching, just this drone."
Bifang shook the drone in his hand and played the video of the fight with the bear to show the uncle.
When the uncle next to him heard that thousands of people were really looking at him, he subconsciously became nervous and looked a little unnatural. After taking the drone and watching the video, this unnaturalness reached the extreme.
"Oh my god! This bear! This man! This! This! This!"
The fat uncle's face turned red. He looked at Bifang, then at the video, and finally blurted out incoherently: "Isn't this a movie?"
"Of course not. Now you believe it, right?" Bifang smiled and took the drone back from the driver so as not to affect his driving.
The fat uncle nodded and said, "I never thought you were such a capable young man. You even dared to mess with a black bear! And you survived!"
The uncle, who completely believed in Bifang, was completely relieved and became enthusiastic all of a sudden. He took a bag from the side and handed it to Bifang. The bag contained two extra-large buns and a bag of pickled mustard tubers.
"You must be starving after running for so long. This is my lunch. Eat something to fill your stomach first."
"Ah, that's embarrassing."
Bifang scratched his head and wanted to refuse, but the aroma of the buns had already penetrated his nose and he couldn't stop drooling.
The uncle smiled innocently: "It's okay, eat it, it's just two buns anyway, you can buy more later."
Now that things had come to this, Bifang no longer refused. With green eyes shining, he took the bag, picked up one and started biting it.
As soon as you take a bite, your mouth is immediately filled with oil, and the salty and fresh taste suddenly explodes on the tip of your tongue, which is enough to move you to tears.
"Well, this is... the best bun I've ever eaten."
Bifang bit his mouth hard, his cheeks bulging, and he couldn't speak clearly.
The uncle next to him couldn't help laughing when he saw Bifang looked like a starving ghost, and handed him another bottle of water: "Hahaha, slow down, slow down, there's no bear to snatch it from you this time!"
"Well, yeah!"
Bifang stuffed the food into his mouth while responding, as if he knew he was wrong but refused to change.
[Fang Shen finally had a proper meal this time! ]
[This bun smells so good, it makes me hungry. ]
[Fang Shen: Finally, I don’t have to eat earthworms anymore. ]
[I also want to eat QAQ]
[Fang Shen's food show will show you the charm of steamed buns! ]
In less than two minutes, Bifang had finished two plate-sized buns with a bag of pickled mustard tuber. He drank some water, burped, and praised again, "It's so delicious!"
Although the human spleen and stomach will become weak after not eating for a long time and one should not overeat, Bifang still ate two rabbits and felt okay.
Along the way, Bifang chatted with the driver, telling him about his survival experiences, which earned him more shocked looks from the uncle, and in the end Bifang felt embarrassed.
Around two or three in the afternoon, the truck arrived at a small town. After giving the driver a rabbit fur hat, Bifang got off the car and said his final goodbye.
Watching the truck go away, Bifang entered the town and made a final summary to the drone: "It's time to say goodbye to everyone again, but this time, it's a real goodbye."
"During this trip, I did a lot of crazy things and had a wonderful adventure, but the essence of all this was to survive better."
"In fact, the primeval forest is not a Jedi, nor is it as scary as we imagine. As long as we stay calm, develop a perfect survival plan, and master certain skills, there is hope for survival!"
“Finally, if you come across a road, there’s only one thing to do, tidy yourself up and give it a thumbs up.”
"My friends, please remember me. I am Bifang, a professional explorer. I look forward to meeting you next time!"
After Bifang finished speaking, he gave a two-finger salute. The entire live broadcast room was then flooded with comments expressing reluctance and attempts to keep the couple. The presentation of the gift brought about a huge climax.
Countless fish balls fell like raindrops, and dozens or hundreds of shark fin planes were common.
【8888888888】
[Alas, although I know this day will come sooner or later, I still feel reluctant when it finally comes. ]
[That’s right, so this drone is rented? ]
[Ten thousand people signed in blood, betting for a while longer, or else I will unfollow you! 】
[It’s not enough. When will Fang Shen’s next live broadcast be? I will definitely watch it! ]
[Yes, yes, yes, when is the next live broadcast? Are you still on Shark? ]
After looking at the comments, Bifang scratched his head. He didn't know when the next live broadcast would be. It depended on when the system would send the task. So he had to prevaricate and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, I will be on Shark TV in the future. As for the next live broadcast, I can only say that it should be within a month. I will definitely notify you in advance when the time comes."
Finally, without further ado, I just turned off the drone.
But even so, many viewers still stayed in the live broadcast room and chatted with each other.
[What should I do? Fang Shen left nothing behind, no QQ, no Weibo...]
[I don’t know, I can only wait, anyway, just pay attention and it will be over. ]
[Does Prince Mu know? ]
[I don’t know about this either…]
When seeing someone asking, Prince Mu spread his hands and indicated that he knew nothing.
Everyone had no choice but to leave in twos and threes with regret .
On the other side, Bifang was worried and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do, because he suddenly realized that he had neither a mobile phone nor cash...
Just when Bifang was hesitating whether to go to the town to find a daily-paid dishwasher job, the long-lost electronic sound rang out again.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the novice reward. The reward is now being settled. ]
