Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Seeing the man dressed in ordinary clothes, not looking like a young man from a wealthy family, the street thugs thought he was some nosy guy on the street and said arrogantly, "How dare you interfere in Master Gun's business?"

Zhao Sheng laughed and said, "I'm not trying to interfere. I'm just trying to treat you to a meal. I wonder how many people this gentleman you're talking about has under his command?"

The scoundrel knew Zhao Sheng was teasing them, so he said bluntly, "Master Gun has at least two or three hundred men under his command. How dare you mock us?"

Zhao Sheng was not at all flustered. He took out a few gold ingots from his pocket, threw them on the ground and said, "I want to see whether you have two hundred or three hundred brothers. If this money is not enough, I have more on me."

After saying that, he took out a handful of gold leaves and waved them in front of the scoundrel: "How about it, can I afford it? Don't say I look down on you, I will give you a banquet as big as the number of people you have!"

Seeing this, the gang thought it was a godsend, so they went to look for people separately. In fact, they didn't have that many people, so in order to get a free meal, they called over the beggars they had just met.

The leading thug asked with a smile, "Excuse me, sir, where are you from? How could you be so generous? I..."

As he said this, he bent down to pick up the gold on the ground, but Zhao Long stepped on his hand.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts..." The gangster's hand holding the gold ingot was stepped on, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Not everyone can get this gold. I have to see your strength." Zhao Sheng just noticed Chen Da's clenched fists. He was tall and straight, and his broad shoulders seemed able to carry a thousand-pound burden.

The muscles in his thick arms bulged, the lines were hard, and every subtle movement showed the powerful strength contained within. Zhao Sheng smiled and joked, "How many people like this can you deal with?"

"I can beat even a dozen of these people, not to mention the few just now." Chen Da said bitterly, gritting his teeth.

"I can fight too. My brother and I can beat them all down." Chen Er also said, following his brother.

"Okay, wait until they call the people over, and I'll watch you fight. As long as there are more than twenty of them, all the gold on the ground will be yours, and you won't have to bear any responsibility in Luancheng."

There was a gold ingot on the ground that weighed about ten taels, and there were three of them. This was a large sum of money. It was just a fight, and I didn't have to take responsibility. "Let's do it!" Chen Da thought to himself.

"Who are you and how dare you instigate my son to fight?" the old woman finally spoke.

"Old lady, in Luancheng, no one can take care of me except my wife!" Zhao Sheng squatted down and said to the old woman with a smile.

This woman was also a smart person. When she saw a man with outstanding appearance squatting and talking to her with a smile on his face, it was obvious that this person respected her.

"Son, don't worry about the money, just let this big brother see what you can do."

The old woman quickly realized that the man in front of her was most likely the princess's son-in-law, and in Luancheng, only the princess could control him.

After hearing the old woman's words, Chen Da instantly became like a little tiger. When the first group of people came, there were about twenty of them.

Chen Da rushed out and started fighting with the person opposite.

The man who was beaten looked bewildered. Didn't he say he was here for a banquet? Why was he beaten up right away?

The second group of people came and found that there was a fight in front, and the people being beaten were their own people, so they rushed forward to besiege Chen Da. This time there were more than 30 people, plus more than 50 people who were knocked down in front.

As the saying goes, one tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves. It is indeed difficult for Chen Da to fight so many people alone. Some people who just got up on the ground besieged Chen Da, but they were unable to subdue him.

Seeing someone else coming over, Chen Er, who had just finished eating his steamed bun, shouted, "Brother, let me help you!"

After he finished speaking, he squeezed into the crowd and pushed away the people who were besieging Chen Da. Just like throwing chickens, he threw these people more than ten feet away.

Soon after, the third group of people came and joined the fight. Although Chen Da suffered some minor losses, it was not a big problem.

"Alright, you can stop now." Zhao Sheng had already made arrangements. The Luancheng guards immediately stepped forward and surrounded the people fighting.

He walked over to Chen Da, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Not bad, what's your name?"

"Chen Da!" Chen Da answered with a serious expression.

Zhao Sheng could easily tell that Chen Da was a man with a story, and he clapped his hands twice more. "Everyone has a past. I don't care about that. Meeting is fate, and being together is brotherhood. If you don't want to, just take the gold ingots on the ground and leave."

Chen Da stood there like a wooden stake, without responding to Zhao Sheng's words.

The old woman said anxiously, "Son, follow this noble man from now on and don't leave him."

"But, mother..."

"Mom has your brother here, that's enough!"

"Can……"

Chen Da wanted to say something, but Zhao Sheng understood his thoughts and interrupted him.

"Since we are brothers, your mother is our mother. I can solve all your worries."

Looking at Zhao Sheng's sincere eyes, every word he said was imprinted in Chen Da's heart. He suddenly felt that he had really met another person worth following in this life today.

"Okay, if you agree, take the half steamed bun on the ground and let this bastard eat it. Otherwise, he won't have anything to eat today and will have to wait until tomorrow."

Mr. Zhao didn't like sentimentality, so he directly assigned Chen Da a task, which was to make the person who had just bullied his mother eat the steamed bun that fell on the ground.

"Your brother's name is Chen Da, what's your name?" Zhao Sheng turned his head and asked the silly Chen Er.

"Sir, my name is Chen Er." Chen Er answered with a smile.

Chen Da had already walked towards the gangster on the ground, pointed at the steamed bun and said, "Eat it, this is your meal for today, and the rest will have to wait until tomorrow."

Zhao Sheng knew that there might be scenes that were not suitable for children, so he said to Chen Er, "Bring your mother and let's go eat."

Seeing that his mother had no objection, Chen Er carried her on his back and followed Zhao Sheng.

"Chen Da, don't forget the silver on the ground. Remember to pick it up later."

Zhao Long, who was originally preparing to bend down to pick it up, did not pick it up after hearing what Zhao Sheng said, and followed behind.

They had already arrived at the workshop gate, not far from the cafeteria. Zhao Sheng told the doorman that if someone came to look for him without telling his mother, he should go to the cafeteria.

It was still Zhao Sheng’s small canteen, filled with all kinds of food. There was no special treatment, and dishes and rice were distributed according to the number of people.

"Master Zhao, please add food for one more person. There are people in the back."

The chef in charge of distributing meals in the canteen today is from Nanzhao Village, also surnamed Zhao. He is a hardworking middle-aged man. He used to be a waiter in a restaurant, but was disliked by his employer because of his age. Later, he did odd jobs in this canteen.

Each person gets a large bowl of rice and a basket of multi-grain steamed buns, and the dishes are one meat dish and two vegetable dishes.

Zhao Sheng couldn't eat so much. He knew Zhao Long could eat a lot, so he would give him half in advance every time. Unexpectedly, the old woman also gave half to her stupid son.

Poor parents in the world, a mother will never despise her son.

When Chen Da arrived, everyone looked at Chen Er in surprise. There were ten steamed buns in the bamboo basket in front of them, and Chen Er had eaten eight of them. If Chen Da had not arrived, the remaining two steamed buns might not have been saved!