Afterlife, do you sell this panda

Longmen Village is located in a relatively secluded place in the entire Taibai Mountain Range.

In addition, the population is sparse. Except for more people in town, other places are very secluded.

Even driving to town takes an hour.

Moreover, most of the mountain roads here are built along the mountain. On one side of the road is the mountain, and on the other side is the cliff.

If you are not careful, you will fall down, and crashing is inevitable.

So Jiang Feng didn't dare to drive too fast along the way, and let bun lie in the carriage without poking his head out.

He was afraid to scare bun.

However, the netizens in the live studio did not have such good treatment.

Seeing such a scary scene, they were all scared.

"Damn, it's so high, I got acrophobia."

"Scary, jumping down from here is certain death!"

"Cut, what's so scary about this, you bunch of cowards, I really like this kind of high and cold scene. Okay, I won't talk about it first, I'm going home to change my pants."

"Kneel and beg the anchor to close the live studio!!!"

The netizens in the live studio were scared by this winding mountain road.

Jiang Feng didn't feel much. He had been driving this road for many years and was used to it.

All the way, Jiang Feng drove the sputtering black smoke tractor on this dangerous mountain road.

Lying in the carriage behind, bun was grinning with excitement at first.

However, later on, bun's little expression came up, and it was a little unhappy.

Bun lay in the carriage with his head sideways, depressed.

His eyes glanced outside from time to time, then he sighed softly.

This made the netizens watching the live stream laugh.

Bun's series of little expressions were really interesting.

The reason why Bun was like this was only because he was so bored all the way.

Except for this tractor, there was no car or pedestrian at all.

And Jiang Feng had to drive the hand-pulled tractor in front, so he couldn't talk to Bun.

He could only occasionally look back at Bun.

Bun sat alone in the carriage and soon lost interest in the outside world.

Gradually, with the slight bumps of the car, Bun slowly closed his eyes, then lay down directly in the carriage and fell asleep.

Jiang Feng, who was driving the tractor in front, didn't hear Bun's movement for a long time, so he looked back.

He laughed immediately.

This little guy Bun actually fell asleep.

Fortunately, after climbing over the mountain in front, it will arrive in town, so Jiang Feng did not bother the sleeping Bun.

Putt putt putt~

The tractor with black smoke climbed over the last hill, and finally a small town appeared in front of Jiang Feng.

That was the town where Longkou Village was located.

Compared to other places, this is already the most prosperous place in the surrounding area.

People coming and going are all from nearby villages.

When Jiang Feng arrived in the tractor, the people on the street took a curious look.

After all, although this place was remote, the tractor, which had long been eliminated, was still very eye-catching.

Jiang Feng drove the tractor to the town health center, and then parked it here.

"Bun, wake up, we're at the market."

After Jiang Feng parked the car, he came to the back and woke up the soundly sleeping bun.

Huh?

Bun opened his eyes in a daze.

When he saw the buildings and people coming and going in town, Bun's eyes widened immediately, because it was his first time seeing such a scene.

It stood in the carriage, looking around curiously.

At this time, the villagers around discovered bun in the carriage.

They were surprised and gathered around, looking at bun curiously, pointing and whispering.

Although they knew there were pandas in the mountains, few had seen pandas with their own eyes.

Bun was so frightened that he hurried into Jiang Feng's arms.

Didn't even dare to poke his head out.

At this time, an old man with a bent back carrying a basket walked up and pointed at bun, "Young man, can you sell this panda?"

The old man wanted to buy bun as soon as he opened his mouth.

It immediately aroused laughter from the audience and netizens. This old man was really funny.

"Uncle, this is a panda, it can't be sold."

"That's right, this panda belongs to someone else. If it were me I wouldn't sell it either."

"Why can't it be sold? I'll give him money for it."

The old man pointed at Jiang Feng next to him.

It caused another burst of laughter.

Jiang Feng hugged bun and smiled helplessly. He was about to explain to the old man when a young man ran over and hurriedly pulled the old man away.

"Grandpa, the panda is someone else's pet, of course it can't be sold."

After the young man pulled the old man away, the other people around watched for a while and then dispersed.

However, the eyes of the passers-by were still on bun.

After all, this is a panda, a rarity.

At this time, another fashionably dressed young man suddenly ran over and asked, "Bro, your camera is pretty good, is it remote controlled? Where did you buy it?"

The young man pointed to the camera hovering in the air and casually said.

He noticed Jiang Feng's camera at first glance.

A camera that can hover in mid-air must be high-tech.

"Remote controlled, bought abroad, hundreds of thousands."

Jiang Feng didn't want to get too entangled with the young man, so he casually dealt with it and left with bun.

He hadn't forgotten that he still had a lot of tasks today.

He had to buy everything on the list for the villagers.

When the young man heard that this thing cost hundreds of thousands, he immediately shut up.

Such a thing costs hundreds of thousands?

He couldn't afford it if he was killed!

............

Soon, Jiang Feng took bun to start shopping spree.

No matter where Jiang Feng took bun, it attracted a lot of attention.

Even the shop owners would give discounts in bun's face.

Bun also gradually became bolder from the shyness at the beginning.

The small eyes kept turning, constantly observing the surroundings.

Many netizens in the live studio were also seeing such a small market for the first time.

They were all very curious.

"So this is the market in the mountains? Small but complete!"

"You must be an idiot, this is still a town even if it's small!!!"

"Haha, laugh to death, why do you look like you've never seen the world..."

"Hey, look over there, it looks like something familiar."

"Where? Where? Let me see quickly!"

"I'll go! Isn't this, what was it called..."

The barrage in the live studio suddenly increased, as if they had discovered something incredible.

When Jiang Feng checked the phone for time, he inadvertently saw the barrage in the live studio.

Then he curiously glanced in the direction the netizens said.

He was not feeling well immediately.

Damn!

Pikachu!

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