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Qin Zheng knelt deeply with her spear in hand.

It's kind of a memory...

Qin Zheng looked at the spear, and the scene of his first meeting with Qin Yu seemed to be right in front of him.

The women fled back to their homes, but the border was immediately unsafe.

Xiang Yu asked, "Big brother, shall we go to find my uncle?" ”

"Yes." Qin Zheng said lightly, he didn't know where to go, so he simply accompanied Xiang Yu to find his uncle...

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The leaves are all over the ground, and the sky is bleak.

Being able to drink a bowl of warm porridge in the autumn has become a craving.

Compared to those beggars, Qin Zheng and Xiang Yu were easier to be discovered.

They wore the clothes of the army, but they went to the streets, walked for more than half a month, and when they entered White Horse City, the guards were still curious to inquire about the situation on the western border.

Entering the city, the two of them need to fill their stomachs.

Along the way, they ate alms, drank cold water, fought with beggars, and regarded tree bark as treasure.

In times of war, it is not easy to find a stable city.

For example, in White Horse City, as soon as Qin Zheng entered the city, he felt the peace here, and he didn't feel the breath of war at all.

A dark-haired boy was running, carrying a basket containing worn-out books. This is the child who has returned from school.

"Fresh fruit, it's not good to sell it for money.."

"Freshly cut bullwhip ....."

"Freshly baked buns, two pennies a penny!"

Qin Zheng's saliva was about to flow out, "Shopkeeper, come four!" ”

"Okay!" The shopkeeper put four buns in a paper bag and handed it to Qin Zheng, "A total of two pennies." ”

"Ahem......" Xiang Yu coughed embarrassedly, Brother Qin Zheng, we have no money......

Sure enough, Qin Zheng sneered and said, "Shopkeeper, can you be a handyman with no money?" ”

"No money?!" The shopkeeper snatched the bun back.

"Dad, who?"

A woman walked out of the door, dressed in pink, with a slender waist and a round figure, that is, she looked like an old person.

She took a large pile of freshly baked buns and handed them to the shopkeeper fragrantly.

Xiang Yu looked straight, but Qin Zheng was speechless.

Tears rolled in his eyes.

"Qin... Qin Yu...."

Oh, yes! This is not who Qin Yu is!

The woman's voice was like a brass bell, "You recognize the wrong person, right?" "Give you buns, and I'll help my dad work after eating!"

Oh, yes! How can there be two people who look so alike!

Qin Zheng took the bun and devoured it.

In the evening, Xiang Yu was selling on the side, and Qin Zheng was responsible for putting the buns in the paper bag.

"Here we go again! Get out of the way and be careful! ”

The woman's name is Dongfang Zen, and she was born in White Horse City.

"Zen... Your buns are delicious. Xiang Yu picked up a bun and said while eating, the bun didn't sell much, but Xiang Yu had a great appetite and ate a lot.

"Huh? Don't eat all my buns, how can you sell them! Dongfang Zen was surprised, she felt that it was a mistake to keep the two of them here.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, my Xiang Yu has talent, I can eat enough, go out and show my hands casually, and I can pay you back."

"That's not going to work either." Dongfang Chan took away the uneaten buns in Xiang Yu's hand, and stood beside Qin Zheng and didn't leave, for fear that Xiang Yu would eat her buns again.

Qin Zheng and the two sold for a day, and in the evening, Xiang Yu asked: "Brother Qin Zheng, let's fill our stomachs here, and in my opinion, we can continue to set off tomorrow to find my uncle." ”

Qin Zheng didn't answer, and looked at Dongfang Zen who made buns in the room stupidly.

"Big brother... Eldest brother... You don't want to go? Xiang Yu asked.

"Yes." Qin Zheng nodded after a while.

"It's okay, it's useless to look for a lot of uncles."

"Brother Xiang, I'm sorry." Qin Zheng said apologetically, he couldn't let go of this, this woman who looked so much like Qin Yu couldn't help but want to make amends.

"Hey. Big brother, people can't be resurrected after death, and the eldest husband must be able to afford to put it down. Xiang Yu persuaded.

Dongfang Chan came out with the last basket of steamed buns, "What are you two talking about?" ”

"No.. It's nothing! Qin Zheng said with a smile, "Chan'er, Brother Xiang will leave tomorrow, I choose to stay here to help sell steamed buns!" ”

"That's good! I think you're quite clever, unlike some people who only know how to eat my buns! Saying that, Dongfang Chan also stared at Xiang Yu playfully.

"Sister-in-law, I just ate a little more." Xiang Yu didn't say anything, but he said it casually.

"Who's your sister-in-law!" Dongfang Zen said, "After selling these, you can sleep in the store, there is a bed in the innermost, and two big men can squeeze it." ”

After saying that, he left.

Qin Zheng and Xiang Yu were sold out until twelve o'clock, and I have to say that this White Horse City is still very prosperous, and there are still people who haven't gone home after twelve o'clock.

Xiang Yu entered the door and fell asleep, but Qin Zheng couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Looking at the moon, Qin Zheng became more and more energetic, and simply went out and walked around the street.

But it was already late, and the people on the street were gradually decreasing.

The only lights are on in some brothels and restaurants, and they are a place of flowers.

Fat-headed and big-eared bustards shouted outside the door, and several good-looking women winked at passers-by.

Qin Zheng was naturally not in the mood to go in to drink flower wine, but when he passed by, he was pulled a few times by the woman in the Qinglou, and said that this younger brother was so handsome.

Qin Zheng touched his nose embarrassedly, did you mean that Junqiao was talking about me, but looking at his shabby clothes, that is, being teased by these women, the old bustard didn't even look at himself.

It's no wonder that the poor scholars in ancient times liked Qinglou women.... Qin Zheng thought...

When he arrived at the bridge, Qin Zheng stood on the bridge, faintly imagining the lively scene of the market during the day, which was not much different from the Qingming Riverside map...

Qin Zheng thought endlessly, and only went back to the store when he was bored.

The day soon came, and when Qin Zheng woke up, Xiang Yu was saying goodbye to Dongfang Chan outside.

Qin Zheng went out of the house, and after greeting Dongfang Chan, he sent Xiang Yu out of the city.

"Brother Qin Zheng, I don't know when we will be able to meet each other." Xiang Yu was under the city gate, clasping his fists.

Qin Zheng also followed Xiang Yu's example and hugged his fists, yes, when will we meet, in this world of strife between the six countries, why he crossed over is still a mystery.

However, now he just wants to cherish the people around him who are worth cherishing.

And his good brother Xiang Yu, only Qin Zheng knows, he will achieve a great career in the future.

Sending Xiang Yu away, Qin Zheng returned to the bun shop.

"I thought you weren't coming back!" Oriental Zen playful.

The shopkeeper's waist is not very good, and he can't stand for a long time, but now that Qin Zheng is coming to help, he is very idle, moving a chair on the side and talking with the aunt who sells potatoes next to him...

The steamed buns of the Oriental Zen family are ancestral and delicious, and the steamed buns can be sold out almost every day.

Qin Zheng is also very hard selling steamed buns, and the aunt who sells potatoes on the side is straight-eyed, and keeps boasting: "How good it would be if this young man was my son-in-law..."

Every now and then, the shopkeeper will be out of tune and say that our Zen family can still be bad?

Dongfang Chan blushed and secretly plagiarized Qin Zheng with the corner of his eye...

White Horse City is very calm, the years are like a shuttle, and before you know it, three months have passed...