Jiaohua

Chapter 186 Calling a Bowl of Noodles
Early the next morning, Mrs. Liu dressed up and went out early.

At the same time, Guo Ting went to the gate of Qingshan Academy and began to wait there.

As for Xia Zhaoyi, she only went downstairs slowly at Sishi.

With a small bundle on her back, she went to the counter to pay the bill, and then left the inn completely.

There was a tailor's shop not far from the street. She came out not long after she went in. She changed into a boy's clothes, her hair was tied up, and her eyebrows were deliberately drawn. A little heroic.

After coming out, Xia Zhaoyi walked out of the city. All day yesterday, she was busy with the list at Qingque Pavilion, and she will be able to find it almost this afternoon.

She still needs to take two more orders, and she has enough money to do enough things.

Going out of the city is much easier than entering the city, and you don't have to wait in a long line, but there are not a few eyes staring at her on the road. She turned her head to meet their eyes, calm and confident, but those who stared at her were a little embarrassed.

Xia Zhaoyi could tell which ones were curious and which ones were malicious.

No matter what the world is, there will never be fewer human traffickers who try to trick children.

It was chaotic outside the city. Instead of taking the official road, she went to the road leading to Fenghe County.

There were many food, vegetable and fruit sellers on the road, and the road ahead was blocked. She couldn't get through, and didn't want to go up the mountain for a while, so she simply sat down at an open-air restaurant not far away and ordered a pot of tea.

It's not bad to steal half a day's leisure in Fusheng, just casually looking at the market.

Coincidentally, she saw a few acquaintances with her sideways eyes.

A middle-aged man was sitting at a table, eating noodles, wheezing.

Sitting next to him is a brother and sister, who only have two brown rice steamed buns and half a bowl of water in front of them.

The girl didn't move, and looked at her brother from time to time.

The elder brother's face had a lot of bruises that faded away, and he didn't touch the steamed bun, and sat there quietly.

The three of them sat down together.

Xia Zhaoyi looked away.

After the middle-aged man finished eating, he put down the bowl in his hand. Seeing that the two of them hadn't moved, he frowned: "Why don't you guys eat? I'm waiting to hurry!"

"It's also called bowl noodles for my sister," the elder brother said in a soft voice, "she needs something warm."

"Is it not enough to have steamed buns?" The middle-aged man was angry, "It's good to eat some. How dare you pick and choose from me?"

"You can call her bowl of noodles," the elder brother lowered his head, "I know you won a lot of money from gambling yesterday, and our brothers and sisters have done so many things for you, it doesn't hurt to call her bowl of noodles."

"Crack!" The middle-aged man slapped on the table, "You can eat whatever the hell I give you! Don't come here to talk about this and that!"

"Brother..." The girl pulled her elder brother, "It's fine."

"I beg you," the elder brother lowered his head, "It doesn't cost much to order a bowl of hot noodles. At worst, I won't eat for a few days."

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man raised his foot and kicked over the long bench that his elder brother was sitting on, and his thin body also fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and kicked him: "You talk so much fucking shit! Eat noodles, eat noodles, I'll beat you to death!"

"Stop beating!" The girl hurried to stop her.

The elder brother hugged his head, not daring to let out a cry of pain on the ground.

The boss came with his buddies, and when he saw the situation, he tried to persuade him, but he didn't dare to stop him.

The guests next to him also stayed away a bit, so they couldn't be in the front row to watch the excitement.

"Stop fighting, guest officer, if you have something to say, speak up," the man shouted from the side, "It's not an option to continue fighting like this."

The middle-aged man ignored it and continued kicking, the abuse never stopped.

The buddy shook his head helplessly, and looked at the silent boy on the ground.

At this time, the sleeves were pulled.

The clerk looked down and saw that it was a boy who just ordered a pot of tea.

"Tea money." The boy said as he handed over a copper coin.

"Okay." The guy took it over.

The little boy didn't leave, but walked towards the middle-aged man, and said, "Didn't you get the plague, why are you so fierce here?"

The middle-aged man paused and looked back at the little boy.

Seeing that it was a little boy, he felt relieved, but now his emotions were aroused, he stretched out his hand and almost poked the little boy's nose, and shouted out of breath, "Are you fucking looking for death, who are you cursing!"

The boy lying on the ground looked up at the boy, and the girl next to him was also a little uneasy.

As soon as the boy raised his hand, he quickly placed something on his outstretched wrist.

The middle-aged man didn't react at all, and saw the wood on his wrist stretched rapidly, and the other wooden blocks that popped out instantly bound his wrist, making it uncomfortable.

"You!" The middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise, and stretched out his other hand to grab her.

The little boy backed away to the table at the back all at once, his movements were surprisingly quick, and everyone else was so frightened that they even retreated a few steps.

"One more move, and your hand will be useless." Xiao Tong said.

The wrist was so tight that the middle-aged man's head was sweating. He held the wrist with the other hand and shouted, "What are you doing!"

"I'm scaring you, it's actually okay if you move a few more steps." Xiaotong smiled.

"I'll kill you!" The middle-aged man grabbed the teacup and threw it at the side, but the boy easily avoided it.

"This is porcelain, it's for money, it's for money!" the boss cried out in distress.

The middle-aged man grabbed his hand, trying to remove the wood from his hand, but it was too tight.

"Call them a bowl of noodles." The little boy looked at the brothers and sisters over there.

The younger sister was supporting her elder brother, she was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him.

The elder brother kept looking at Xiaotong with the same blank gaze, amazed by her skill just now, the pace was really too fast.

"What the hell are you! You want to meddle in this business?" the middle-aged man shouted.

"Then I'll be great," the boy said lightly, "I'm not a big shot, but at least I can use your hand now if I want to. If you don't want this hand anymore, you can continue to beat this boy up. "

"you……"

"He seems to be really powerful." The boss said to the middle-aged man hurriedly.

"That's right, this piece of wood can be transformed with just one touch." The man pointed to the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man's face was already blue from the pain, and he looked down at the wood on his wrist, his entire palm began to numb due to lack of blood circulation.

Biting his lip, the middle-aged man looked at the boss: "Give them a bowl of noodles."

The little boy stretched out two fingers again: "Two bowls."

"you!"

"Two bowls." The boy repeated, expressionless.

This aura made the middle-aged man feel tightness in his chest for no reason.

He looked at the boss: "Two bowls of noodle soup, the cheapest."

"The most expensive one, add some meat." Xiao Tong said.

"You!" The middle-aged man frowned angrily.

"Anyway, I'm not paying the money." The boy looked at the middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man was about to die of anger.

Then, the little boy walked towards the pair of brothers and sisters, leaned over and whispered next to his sister's ear.

The younger sister paused and looked at the boy.

"Do you understand?"

The younger sister pursed her lips and nodded: "Well..."

　QAQ, busy, sorry sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)