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Chapter 1289 What's Your Name

Chapter 1289 What's Your Name

The strong man angrily turned his head to look, wanting to give a good look to this person who dared to stop him without knowing what to do.

But just after he turned his head to see the person in front of him clearly, his eyes were instantly filled with shock and fear.

"General Chen Chen Chen Chen!"

The strong man shouted, and as Chen Qiao let go of his wrist, the strong man staggered back a few steps.

"Who am I? It's you." Chen Qiao twisted his neck, and couldn't help laughing after seeing the strong man's appearance, "Sun Da, what's wrong?"

The strong man whose name was called out by Chen Qiao suddenly hid the rolling pin in his hand behind his back, and said to Chen Qiao stutteringly: "Chen, General Chen, this kid stole, stole more than ten steamed buns from the little one!"

As he said that, the strong man glared at the boy who was still picking up buns.

"You also know that it's not easy to do a small business..."

Chen Qiao looked at the strong man, and then looked down at the boy who had repacked the buns. Just when the boy was about to take advantage of this opportunity to run away again, Chen Qiao waved his long arm at the right time, and grabbed the boy by the back. collar, and dragged the man back.

"Tell me, why do you want to steal?" Chen Qiao tilted his head and asked.

The boy first glanced at the strong man with hatred, then looked at Chen Qiao, and said with a stubborn face: "He is dishonest in business, obviously other people buy his buns for ten cents and eight, but I Going to buy it will cost you ten pennies and two!"

"Oh!!!"

The people watching around made a cadenced voice, and the eyes they looked at the strong man became more meaningful.

The brawny man didn't expect that the young man would expose his little plan in such a large audience, and his heart became even more furious for a while, but because Chen Qiao was here, he could only swallow his anger.

"Oh?" Chen Qiao raised his eyebrows and looked at the strong man again, "Is what this brat said true?"

"This..." Although the strong man is used to fighting fiercely in the market on weekdays, he looks like a quail whose neck has been pinched in front of Chen Qiao. At this moment, he does not dare to say anything when he looks at Chen Qiao Lie, after swallowing his saliva, he could only nod in cold sweat.

"Oh? Then when the people from the General's Mansion went to sell your steamed stuffed buns, you did the same thing?" Chen Qiao asked with half-closed eyes.

The strong man quickly shook his head and waved his hands and said: "No, no, General Chen will borrow a hundred courage from the little one, and the little one will not lie to the people of the General's Mansion!"

Hearing this, Chen Qiao looked at the strong man with a half-smile and asked again: "How much money does this brat give you?"

The strong man gritted his teeth, and finally confessed honestly under Chen Qiao's gaze, "Twenty, twenty Wen..."

"Twenty Wen," Chen Qiao held the boy's back collar with one hand, and touched his chin with the other, "I'm not very smart, come and do the math for me, eight buns for ten Wen, and the twenty Wen for eight buns. How many should it be?"

"Ten, sixteen..." The strong man was sweating more and more, and he didn't dare to look at Chen Qiao anymore.

Hearing this, Chen Qiao sneered, "I just saw that there are less than sixteen steamed buns in this kid's pocket, let alone how many steamed buns, tell me, what should you do now ?”

The burly man took a few steps back, shivering and said: "Chen, General Chen, wait a moment! Little one, here, go and deliver the remaining buns!"

"Yeah." Chen Qiao nodded, and didn't make things difficult for the strong man.

"and many more."

Just when the strong man was about to leave, Chen Qiao spoke again.

"General Chen, what else do you want?" The strong man asked cautiously.

"Then count the steamed buns as a gift from you. You count how many steamed buns this brat took, and make up for the rest." Chen Qiao said again.

"Yes Yes……"

In response, the strong man hurriedly ran to his stall.

Seeing that Chen Qiao had easily resolved another small dispute as soon as he made a move, the surrounding people burst into cheers instantly.

Pulling the boy's arm, he dragged him into the opinion teahouse on the side of the road. When both of them sat down and Chen Qiao was about to say something, the voice of the system rang in Chen Qiao's mind again.

"Host, another system host is the boy in front of the host." The system said.

"it's him?"

Chen Qiao never thought that, as the host of the system, he could be reduced to such a state, and he couldn't help but cover his face with his hands and kept shaking his head.

"What's your name?" Chen Qiao asked.

The boy hugged the cloth bag tightly, and lowered his head when facing Chen Qiao's question without saying a word.

The boss of the teahouse also looked at the young man's pity, and was afraid that Chen Qiao would be upset by his silent appearance, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help the young man and said, "General Chen doesn't know, this child is from Chang'an who just arrived a few days ago. In the city, there are seven or eight children who are younger than him. "

Saying that, the owner of the tea shop shook his head and looked at the young man with a sigh.

Hearing what the owner of the teahouse said, the boy still didn't say anything, just lowered his head and hugged the cloth bag in his arms tightly.

"Where are you from? What's your name?" Chen Qiao asked calmly.

The boy remained silent.

The owner of the teahouse looked anxious, afraid that the young man would really anger Chen Qiao, so he said again: "This child has been here for several days, and he doesn't talk much to anyone, General Chen, don't bother with him."

Chen Qiao smiled at the owner of the teahouse, and said, "Don't worry, shopkeeper Yang, I won't bother with a brat."

Hearing Chen Qiao's words, the owner of the tea shop finally felt relieved, and then he walked away from the table of the two of them.

"Look, shopkeeper Yang is afraid that I will do something to you, so he keeps talking to you, so you can't keep silent, can you?" Chen Qiao looked at the boy again and said.

This time, Chen Qiao finally didn't speak to a wooden man again. The boy raised his head and glanced at Chen Qiao quickly, then lowered his head quickly, and finally spoke after a while, but the voice didn't want to blame the strong man earlier Han is so loud.

"My name is He Zhi."

The boy's voice was very low, if Chen Qiao's hearing was not good enough, he might not be able to hear it.

"He Zhi?" Chen Qiao lowered his jaw silently, and continued to ask, "Then where did you come from in Chang'an City?"

"Cloud, Yunzhou City..."

Yunzhou City? !

Hearing this familiar name, Chen Qiao narrowed his eyes in an instant. After Yunzhou City was slaughtered by the Turkic army, it took many years before he moved out many people. It seems that this He Zhi came to Yunzhou City later. State City.

"So the two of us are fellow villagers, so why did you come to Chang'an City?"

Perhaps because they came from the same place, Chen Qiao became somewhat patient with the boy.

The young man quickly raised his head and looked at Chen Qiao, and continued to say in a soft voice: "I, I came to find the commander of the Black Dragon Army. My grandpa and aunt said that the commander of the Black Dragon Army was also from Yunzhou City, so they let him I have come to join the Black Dragon Army coach."

It turned out that he came to find himself.

"Then what happened to those children?" Chen Qiao continued to ask.

Hearing Chen Qiao's question, the young man's expression darkened a lot, "I met those children on the way to Chang'an City, and most of them were abandoned by their parents."

Hearing the young man's words, Chen Qiao knew that although the young man in front of him was also a system host, his real age must not be as old as when he came to this world.

"How old are you?" Chen Qiao asked again.

"Fourteen." The boy replied.

Chen Qiao sighed and nodded, and said, "Let me ask you again, how old are you?"

(End of this chapter)