After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

The little beggar's eyes turned red in an instant when he was touched by the pain. He stopped his sister who wanted to step forward to speak up for him, and suppressed the urge to cry, and bowed his head to the fat and big-eared man.

"...Manager Wang, I am useless." He said humbly, "I hope you will be magnanimous and spare my life."

"Hmm?" Wang Guisheng paused and squinted his eyes to look at him: "So you got nothing?"

"Well, no..." The little beggar nodded with difficulty: "I don't want to do it anymore..."

He didn't want to do such immoral things again. His parents once said that no matter how difficult the world is, one must not forget his original intention, and even if he has to beg, he must not lose his conscience.

He has been doing this since he was a child, but good people are often bullied. He stuck to his original intention and could not afford to support his younger brothers and sisters or protect them. He could only be trampled on by others and watch as the group of evil people dragged his younger brothers and sisters away.

He didn't expect that the first person he did something evil to would be the one who saved him and his younger brothers and sisters, so he didn't want to and was unwilling to go against his own conscience again.

Wang Guisheng didn't care whether he wanted to do it or not. He only knew that the money he had earned was going to fly away. He stared at him fiercely and said, "You can't do it just because you don't want to?! Forget what we said before, if there is no gain, you will take your life in exchange for that one or two taels of silver?!"

The little beggar did not forget, but he had a younger sister and a sick brother behind him. He could not die, absolutely not.

With red eyes, he begged, "I'll return the one or two ounces of silver to you, can you let me go this time?"

When Wang Guisheng thought about the huge revenue that the crucian carp dish from the restaurant would bring in in three days, he didn't want to let go of this smart boy in front of him.

He tilted his head and stared at the two children that the little beggar was protecting behind him, with a malicious look on his face: "Is this your sister? She's pretty good-looking. Why don't you go to my house and enjoy some good life?"

After saying that, he walked past the little beggar and pulled the little girl.

Sensing his malicious intent, Hua'er dodged away, shook her head and said in panic, "No, I only want my brother."

Wang Guisheng was not angry when she avoided him. He smiled and said, "It's no use following a loser like you who can't even eat enough or wear warm clothes. Why don't you just come home with me and enjoy life."

The little beggar hid the hatred in his eyes, protected his sister behind him again, and compromised in a low voice: "Give me another three days, and I promise to smell out the ingredients of Tiger Whiskers."

Wang Guisheng had been the shopkeeper of the restaurant for so many years that he was considered a shrewd man. How could he not see that he was stalling for time? He took advantage of the moment when the little beggar lowered her head and pulled the skinny little girl over. He clamped her struggling hands with one hand and pinched her neck with the other hand, threatening the two boys who wanted to rush over to hit him: "Don't come over here, I can't guarantee that my hands won't be frightened and break her neck."

His tone was full of malice, which made the little beggar's eyes suddenly bloodshot. He clenched his fists and said hatefully: "What do you want?!"

"I'll give you one day. I want all the ingredients and steps for making tiger whisker pastry." The man said with a smile, shaking his fat face, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to her!"

He exerted a little force with his hands, and the little girl's face instantly turned red due to holding her breath, and her thin neck also turned purple.

The two servants behind him also stared at the two little beggars with eager eyes.

The little beggar's nails dug into his flesh, leaving spots of blood. He seemed to be unaware of it, and all he could see was his sister's suffocating pain. "Okay, I'll agree to anything you ask. Just don't hurt her. I beg you..."

"That's what a good kid is." Wang Guisheng smiled kindly and loosened his grip a little, saying half-threateningly, "Remember to come find me at the Haoshi Restaurant the day after tomorrow."

"Before that, you are not allowed to hurt her!" After more than ten years of wandering in the dirty streets of Nanning Town, the little beggar has learned a lot of heart-wrenching words: "Otherwise, I will make sure that you can't earn a penny!"

Wang Guisheng agreed with a smile. He just wanted a kid like this to do good things for him.

The little beggar once again watched his sister, who had just been released from her household registration, being forcibly taken away. He punched the wooden board, and his already bruised hands were immediately pierced by the sharp edges of the board and began to bleed.

The little boy with dry yellow hair stared blankly at his wound. It took him a while to react before he said in panic, "Blood! Blood! Brother, blood..."

The little beggar forgot about his brother who was very sick. Seeing that he had scared him, he quickly wiped his hands behind his back, hugged him tightly, patted his back and said to him: "It's not blood, dear, Cao'er, it's not blood..."

"It hurts, brother, it hurts..."

The child looked up at him and repeated a few words foolishly, tears in his eyes.

“Brother, it doesn’t hurt…” The little beggar smiled and wiped the tears for him: “Don’t cry, Cao’er, brother doesn’t hurt… Mother doesn’t like us crying the most, don’t cry, Cao’er, brother will take you to find mother…”

In the past, when facing this dull and dazed brother, just mentioning the word "mother" would definitely cure him. But now, I don't know if it was because of the stimulation he received at the dental clinic or because he saw his sister being taken away with his own eyes, this method has lost its effect.

The little beggar saw Cao'er's tears soaking his tattered clothes and burning his heart. He couldn't help but choke up with sobs: "Cao'er, Cao'er, please don't cry. Brother will take you to find your mother. Don't cry, Cao'er..."

"No, no..." Cao'er grabbed his clothes and choked, "Cao'er doesn't want mother, brother... brother, let's go find that brother and sister, brother, go find that brother... Cao'er wants, wants sister..."

This was the first time that Cao'er expressed his thoughts clearly. In his memory, he and his sister were taken to a place and left away from their brother for several days. It was the brother who brought his brother to find them, and they went out together.

It was the first time that the little beggar heard him speak so long. He was confused by the brother in his words and asked him in the same dazed way as before: "Which brother are you looking for?"

Cao'er waved her hands and tried hard to express: "Dog, dog, blue..."

Dog and teal.

Today was the only person the little beggar had seen in all these days. But she was not the brother that Cao'er mentioned, but the sister.

The little beggar was reminded by Cao'er and he immediately realized that since the tiger whisker pastry was the scent he smelled on her body, she would definitely not want to have her business taken away by the other restaurant.

The crucian carp dish that Haoshi Restaurant had previously introduced was also something he had secretly asked about at Qianlai Restaurant. Perhaps he could trade the bad things that Haoshi Restaurant was going to do with her and get her to help him rescue his sister.

But will she help him?

Why should she help him?

If I fail to tell her, will it harm my sister?

The little beggar was stuck in a vicious circle. On one side, there was the heroic scene of the woman in blue dressed as a man pretending to be someone else and saving him in front of the pawnshop. On the other side, there was the woman looking at him with a cold and arrogant look on her face.