The young man walked for a while, walked out of West Street, turned a corner, and was immediately greeted by a group of a dozen or so ragged children. The eldest boy in the group looked no more than eleven or twelve years old. The youngest child looked a little younger than the dragon legend.

As soon as the group of children saw the young man, they immediately cheered and shouted, "Brother Zhuzi!"

When the young man saw this group of children, he suddenly showed an extremely cheerful smile on his face, laughed and said, "Tiger Head, Erwa, Dog, Little Nier, You are all here!"

The boy who looked the oldest first reached out and took the three medicinal herbs that the young man was carrying in his left hand, handed them to another child about ten years old, and then was about to reach out to help the young man put up a bag of silver on his shoulder, when he suddenly saw a few scars on the young man's arms, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Zhuzi, are you injured?!"

The young man laughed again and said, "Tiger head, it's okay! Scratch a little skin! Brother Zhuzi tells you, this time we will make a fortune." You don't have to worry about food again. Haha!"

A group of children cheered when they heard the young man say this. Long Chuan deliberately paid attention to the two strong men who had been following the young man, only to hear one of them snort softly. In the cold snort, it seemed to be full of disdain and sneer.

A group of dolls surrounded the young man and walked forward, and a thin girl who looked slightly younger than Xia Qiqi said, "Brother Zhuzi, can I eat a baked cake?"

The young man laughed and said, "Yes! Of course you can! In the future, Xiao Nier can eat as many pancakes as she wants." Let's go ahead and buy pancakes!"

When a group of dolls heard this, they immediately cheered again. Long Chuan followed behind him, hearing these words clearly, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

The young man and a group of dolls walked some distance before coming to a biscuit stall on the side of the road. The owner of the cake stall is a middle-aged man who is not more than one meter four or five tall. Long Chuan swept his eyes and almost stumbled.

I saw that next to the baked cake stall, there was a bamboo pole that had been smoked black. At the top of the bamboo pole, a cloth signboard is tied almost as black. On the cloth signboard, there are four crooked and oblique big characters: "Wuda Baked Cakes".

Seeing this person, this stall, and this signboard, Long Chuan almost felt that he had crossed into the world of Wu Dalang.

When the short middle-aged man saw the young man coming with a group of children, his face tightened slightly, and then he greeted with a smile: "Pillar, you're back!"

The young man walked to the baked cake stall, put down the bag on his shoulder, and after rubbing his right hand on his body a few times, he grabbed a baked cake that had already been spread out on the side of the baked cake stove, handed it to the thin girl, and said, "Little Nier, give, eat! Be careful, don't burn it." ”

When the middle-aged man saw the young man reach out and grab a baked cake, his face tightened again, as if he wanted to speak, but he only sighed.

The thin girl took the biscuit, grabbed it with both hands and brought it to her mouth, and suddenly put it down again, carefully tearing it into two halves, one large and one small. Then, the skinny girl handed the older half to a boy who was slightly older than her next to her, and said, "Brother, here you go!"

When the boy saw the thin girl handing over the baked cakes, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sister, you eat! Brother is not hungry!"

Long Chuan could see clearly, although the boy was waving his hand again and again to refuse, his eyes were always staring at the baked cake in the hand of the thin girl. The boy's throat was also swallowing.

The young man didn't notice it. After grabbing a pancake and handing it to the thin girl, the young man reached out and grabbed the pancake that was spread out by the hearth.

When the middle-aged man at the baked cake stall saw that the young man reached out to grab the baked cake again, he hurriedly reached out to stop the young man's hand and said, "Pillar, that baked cake, just take pity on these dolls and give them to eat." Up to three more on credit. Uncle, this is also a small business. If you have too much credit, you don't know Aunt Pan's temper. ”

Long Chuan stood not far away, and when he heard the middle-aged man's words, he really wanted to fall on his head. Aunt Pan? Could it be that this middle-aged man is really Wu Dalang who has crossed over here? His wife is really Pan Jinlian?

The young man laughed and said, "Uncle Wu, don't worry! Today, I Tiezhu will not give you credit for your baked cakes." Give cash!"

After that, the young man unsealed the bag, took out a piece of silver from it, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said, "Oh, Uncle Wu, this is the money for baked cakes." Feed the big guys today. The rest, put it with you first. When they want to eat, they come up to you and get it. You can just deduct the money as you do. ”

The middle-aged man took the silver, brought it to his mouth, bit it twice with his teeth, and exclaimed, "The pillar, it's really silver!

After that, the middle-aged man stood on tiptoe, looked at the bag at the young man's feet, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Pillar, there is all silver in there?!"

The young man laughed and said, "Uncle Wu, I have made a fortune in Tiezhu! In the future, you can sell as many baked cakes as you want to eat them." If you don't have enough money, just tell me Tiezhu. ”

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded and said, "This, this, this ......"

Immediately, the middle-aged man whispered with a serious face: "Tiezhu, you can't do those things that lose your head! Your mother is just such a son as you!"

The young man smiled and said, "Uncle Wu, don't worry. I don't want to do things that hurt heaven and reason. ”

With that, the young man said no more, and reached out to grab the baked cakes that were spread out by the baked cake stove, and shoved them into the hands of a group of dolls.

The boy who pushed each other with the thin girl before also had an extra baked cake, and immediately said happily to the thin girl: "Sister, my brother also has a baked cake." Let's eat together!" With that, he brought the pancake to his mouth and took a hard bite, but he quickly spit it out, and his tongue was so hot that he stuck out his tongue.

In an instant, the baked cakes that had been spread out by the stove were caught by the young man. The young man glanced at a group of dolls around him and asked, "Have you eaten enough?"

A group of dolls nodded and then shook their heads.

The young man laughed again and said to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Wu, you can paste a few more pots of baked cakes and let them eat enough!"

After that, the young man said to the dolls beside him: "Tiger head, second baby, you take your younger brothers and sisters to eat here." Brother Zhu has to hurry home and boil medicine for my mother. ”

When the eldest boy heard this, he said, "Brother Zhuzi, let's not eat." Let's go home with you and go to make medicine for my aunt. The other dolls nodded their heads.

The young man nodded and said, "Okay, let's go home first and make medicine for my mother." Come back later. ”

With that, the young man fastened the bag of silver, carried it over his shoulder, and led a group of dolls on his way.

Long Chuan watched this scene not far away, and he didn't know why, but a layer of mist gradually appeared in his eyes. When Li Yun saw Long Chuan's appearance, he stretched out his hand, gently touched Long Chuan's head twice, and sighed softly.

Long Chuan walked towards the baked cake stall, arched his hand at the middle-aged man and asked, "This uncle, do you know where those children lived just now?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Long Chuan vigilantly, and saw that Long Zheng and the others were very extraordinary, and hurriedly replied: "This little brother, what do you command?"

Long Chuan smiled and said, "This uncle, if you know where they live, can you please send them some baked cakes when it is convenient for you later......?"

Long Chuan just wanted to reach into his arms, but was embarrassed to find that he had nothing on him. Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled, stepped forward, handed a piece of silver to the middle-aged man, and said, "This uncle, this is the money for baking cakes." You do what my son-in-law said, just send it. ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "This girl, this is too much." Wuda sells baked cakes for a month, but it can't sell so much silver. The iron pillar has already been paid just now. ”

Long Chuan smiled and said, "This uncle, you can accept it." With that, Long Chuan turned and walked in the direction of the young man and the group of dolls.

Qingyu gently put the silver on the baked cake stall and said, "This uncle, take it." Later, please do what my son-in-law said, and send the baked cakes to me. ”

Long Chuan walked a few steps, his footsteps paused slightly, and he really wanted to turn his head and ask the middle-aged man with a wicked taste: "This uncle, your aunt, is called Jin Lian?"