I, panda, earn money to support my family!

Xiong Zhumao looked at Gu Yirong, who was constantly meditating. He had some expectations for the approval fee for the renovation of his zoo, but now seeing the dilapidated and unbuilt Demon Management Bureau, his original thoughts wandered around his lips. It was not brought up in the end.

He looked at Gu Yirong, who was constantly meditating, and planned not to make any more trouble. Even if their zoo is a bit dilapidated now, it is better than the empty and dilapidated hilltop of Maoling Zoo at that time.

"Don't be too confused, Director, I just told you that there is such a possibility."

After Xiong Zhumao finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave. Gu Yirong finally recovered from his guess.

"Recently, I can only work hard for Director Xiong." He said with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "I heard from Zong Zewen that the zoo has been severely damaged now, but the capital flow has been relatively large recently. Approval will take some time."

"I understand! I understand! It's okay. Regarding the repairs, our zoo's funds can still be turned around." Xiong Zhumao waved his hands quickly to show his attitude.

Gu Yirong was full of emotion in his heart. It is so rare to see a demon spirit with such high ability and no bad temper as Senior Xiong. He is still useless and cannot provide better conditions for the senior, and he has to make the senior feel wronged.

Thinking like this, with a bit of shame on his face, he grabbed Xiong Zhumao who was about to leave: "Senior, these are the flavored bamboo shoot snacks prepared for you."

Before Xiong Zhumao could respond with a "crash", the curtains that were originally drawn were now opened without any cover, but the sunlight outside did not crowd in.

Xiong Zhumao took a closer look and saw that there were many cardboard boxes stacked high in the corner, and the patterns on them were still his old friends.

"The output of this spiritual bamboo is really not enough." Gu Yirong said this, with annoyance on his face: "These snacks will be given to the seniors first."

While talking, he was afraid that Xiong Zhumao would refuse, so he quickly picked up a box and showed Xiong Zhumao the small bamboo shoots inside.

"I heard from Team Lang that Senior Xiong likes this little bamboo shoot very much. Just when he was going to deal with the local bamboo demon, he brought some directly from the factory for you."

Xiong Zhumao's round, black eyes were wide open, so he shouldn't bring so many snacks.

Gu Yirong then added: "The villagers there gave a lot to thank them for their help."

Looking at the silent Xiong Zhumao beside him, he thought that he was not satisfied, so he could only say anxiously: "Don't dislike it, the researchers of the Demon Control Bureau have already tried their best to study the technology to stimulate the spirit bamboo."

The more Gu Yirong said, the more uneasy he became. He was just pushing an inch. A big boss in the demon world like Senior Xiong usually doesn't just respect me and ask others to worship him. Can afford money, let alone no money now, even food can only find some human substitutes for Senior Xiong.

Xiong Zhumao did not speak, but was a little surprised to see the boxes of bamboo shoots as tall as a hill.

"These are all for me?"

How could he remember that these small bamboo shoots of humans can only be used as snacks.

"That's too much, I'll just take a little."

But his refusal was directly ignored by Gu Yirong: "Now the bureau has financial difficulties, and it's fine if we don't have the ability to rebuild the zoo for you. You can't treat this badly."

"I really can't eat it." Xiong Zhumao thought of the spicy taste before, and felt that it would take him years to finish eating so many bamboo shoots.

"It's okay! Senior, these are all prepared for you. You can deal with them however you want!" Gu Yirong felt that this was the only thing he could do for Xiong Zhumao. If he could not satisfy even this point, he would really have no face I asked Senior Xiong for help.

Under Gu Yirong's repeated pleas, Xiong Zhumao could only accept this "city wall" feeding.

He can't eat it, the director said he can deal with it as he wants, right?

He looked at the bamboo shoots as tall as a hill in front of him, and thought of the zoo that was in urgent need of construction. He felt that his appetite was not so strong. Anyway, it was all for his welfare, so it shouldn't make any difference if he exchanged it for money.

The heavy weight of Xiong Zhumao's arms suddenly gave him a great sense of happiness.

Anyway, there is Zong Zewen in the zoo now, so can he go to other places to earn some food money now?

He mentioned this idea to Gu Yirong a little bit, Gu Yirong had no reason to disapprove, and even found a special car to help Xiong Zhumao install everything.

But in the face of Xiong Zhumao's enthusiasm, after watching the truck go away, his expression suddenly collapsed. Now the eyes of the two-meter-high man are red, the senior has been wronged because of their demon management bureau. The point of setting up a stall to make money.

Gu Yirong felt that it was because he was incapable of being the head of the bureau, he had to think about ways to make money, and he couldn't just rely on the appropriation from his superiors.

And Xiong Zhumao, who was sitting in the car and had left far away, now thinks that the boxes of dried bamboo shoots in the cargo box are full of satisfaction and comfort, and has no idea of ​​Gu Yirong's contradictory and guilty mood now.

After Xiong Zhumao found the intersection, a handsome and tall man appeared on the main road in a hurry. He looked cold and dignified, but there was a pile of cardboard boxes beside him.

This is the venue Xiong Zhumao chose after careful consideration. This place happened to be at an intersection, and there was a lot of traffic.

But I don't know what's the problem, there are people who stop and choose beside the other sellers, but he is beside him, and the pedestrians don't stop for a while.

It may be that his gaze was too eager, and he finally stopped the first customer in front of his booth in his expectation.

Xiong Zhumao just stared at the person in front of him, waited for a while, he felt that opportunities must be created, and finally he mustered up the courage to open his mouth to ask.

But the girl who had just stopped in front of him blushed slightly when she saw his face, picked up the cardboard box next to him and walked across the road.

Xiong Zhumao's eyes widened: "Hey!" He stretched out his hand to stop her, but the girl walked quickly, as if she didn't hear his stop.

Is he being robbed now?Is robbery in human society so blatant now?

"Hello, this is mine!"

Although Xiong Zhumao was a little dazed in the face of such a situation, but thinking of the box of goods that was about to be lost, he hurried forward to keep up.

But Xiong Zhu Maoyue shouted from behind, the girl walked faster instead, and soon reached the opposite side of the road.

"Don't worry, I'll help you move there!" The girl in front of her didn't know whether she was hot or tired, her face was flushed, and she looked enthusiastic.

"I'm not moving here."

Xiong Zhumao didn't know why he became like this. Could it be that he was standing there just now, and the image of selling things wasn't clear enough?

"Oh! Don't refuse. I've seen you standing there for a long time. There must be too many things. I don't know how to move them, right?" strength.

As she spoke, she quickly walked to the opposite side of the road and picked up a box: "Are you a stocker in the supermarket? No one came to help you!"

At this time, he found a large supermarket across the road, and Xiong Zhumao suddenly realized that the girl must have misunderstood.

He originally wanted to go forward to continue explaining, but the little girl worked hard. In order not to embarrass the little girl, he looked at the boxes piled up on the ground, and simply followed her and began to carry boxes of bamboo shoots.

A skinny man appeared on the road. The goods he carried in front of him were taller than people, and he accelerated his speed every time, just to save this girl from carrying one.

"No need, I'll just move the rest by myself."

The enthusiastic girl didn't expect the lean young man in front of her to be so strong, but she also saw Xiong Zhumao's ability in the past half day, so she didn't continue to persevere.

"I've been tired for a long time, you can eat these snacks!"

Finally, under Xiong Zhumao's continuous efforts, his bamboo shoots were not sold, but a box was given away.

He looked at the messy cardboard boxes behind him, and the supermarket employees who were staring at him, and stood there even more sluggishly.

Xiong Zhumao naturally thought of his previous experience of setting up a stall. He always had to attract customers, so that customers could come.

"Sell...bamboo shoots!" He imitated how the aunt in the market yelled, but his voice was very loud, and the voice became smaller and smaller: "Five packs for ten yuan, and a box for 20 yuan."

Under the eyes of the supermarket employees, he slowly yelled at the passing pedestrians.

A passerby looked at Xiong Zhumao, and he became tense, feeling that this was not good, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

But those passers-by stopped and watched, not looking at the goods, but staring at him.

"Hey! Aren't you the director of that garden?"

Scared so much that Xiong Zhumao turned around silently, pretending to be tallying goods, avoiding the fiery eyes of the people around him, and deliberately lowered his voice: "No, I'm just a snack seller."

"Oh? Yeah, it's really quite similar."

After the pedestrian finished asking, he still looked at him unwillingly, but he also knew that such behavior was inappropriate, so before leaving, he bought a box of bamboo shoots and left.

It was only at this time that Xiong Zhumao realized that he was also a well-known person on the Internet. He felt that it was better not to cause trouble for the zoo. By the way, he always felt that there was a layer of bear skin missing, and he was a little embarrassed to face the crowd.

Thinking of the majestic and strong bear body that made him so loved by those humans, and looking at the goods on the hill beside him, he thought maybe he could change the way of selling.

Soon, the tall and thin man who was standing next to the goods disappeared. Instead, there was a black and white panda dumpling. In front of the dumpling was a paper box containing money, with a price mark on the side.

Of course, Xiong Zhumao was still a little cautious, and deliberately used dirty bear paws to disguise himself.

Xiong Zhumao, who has returned to his original form, performed with ease when facing tourists who stopped to watch. After all, his previous experience in picking up tourists at the zoo was still useful.

"Yo! This is a panda!"

"Did this panda escape from the zoo?"

"This panda is so lifelike!"

There are more and more tourists around Xiong Zhumao, but there are not many shopping, all of them come to see the pandas.

Xiong Zhumao saw that this was not going to work, the small bear claws nimbly picked up a box of bamboo shoots in front of him, and then sold them to the people in front of him one by one in a very psychic way.

This kind of environment mobilized his very familiar memory, Xiong Zhumao picked up the boxes of snacks that were taken out from the side, and spun the parabola like an acrobat.

"Wow! This bear's movements are really flexible!"

"awesome!"

Xiong Zhumao's parabolic speed became faster and faster amidst the praises, but he did not forget his main task.

Pedestrians did notice the snacks in Xiong Zhumao's hands after watching the "electronic" bear performance.

Xiong Zhumao, who was a little tired from the constant dancing, saw more and more banknotes in the box, but his movements became bolder and bolder.

"Quick! People say there is a little bear performing on the street!"

Chen Xiaoxuan was holding a shopping bag in her hand, and when she heard the pedestrians talking, she rushed out, and she was also curious to follow up to have a look.

panda?There are still free-range pandas!

Although she felt that it was unlikely to be a real panda, her footsteps still walked in that direction silently.

From a distance, she could see that the three floors inside and outside the road were tightly surrounded, and there were bursts of exclamations from time to time.

At this time, what Xiong Zhumao performed in the center of the crowd was no longer limited to parabolic objects, and any difficult movements began to be presented one by one.

Chen Xiaoxuan was a bit tired at first, and didn't really want to participate in such a lively environment, but through the gap between the crowd, why did she feel that the panda inside was so familiar!

With this thought, she waited until the performance inside was interrupted halfway, so she took advantage of the situation and squeezed in.

The more Chen Xiaoxuan looked at it, the more she felt that this panda looked familiar. She stared at the panda's ears, and even felt that she was going to be dazzled.

Unbelievable, she took out the photos on her phone and compared them with the little guy in it. How could she remember that Mao Mao was about the same size as this guy, and there was also a pinch of white hair with a shape mark on her ear, which Mao Mao had always They are all white.

At the same time, Xiong Zhumao, who was originally excited to top the box with his bear's paw, saw Chen Xiaoxuan standing beside him with a serious and puzzled expression.

He couldn't hold back his surprise for a moment, his feet stopped, and he was almost hit on the head by a box full of goods.

"Maomao?"

The more she looked at it, the more she looked, the more suspicious she became, and she even made a sound and started to test it.