Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Even though Yang Qingfeng had been to the capital and was well-informed, he was still greatly surprised by this scene. He immediately called the waiter, "Waiter, do people here eat so little? Or is it because these dishes are so cheap that the portions are so small?"

The waiter had received a tael of silver from Yang Qingfeng earlier, and seeing that they were arriving by ox cart, he leaned closer to Yang Qingfeng, deliberately lowering his voice, and said mysteriously, "Sir, our vegetables here are not cheap at all. To be honest, our restaurant is run by the nephew of the prefect."

Even if there was only a piece of meat and a vegetable leaf on the plate, no one would dare to say a word. I'm telling you so much because you two are from other places."

At this point, the waiter looked around cautiously, as if afraid of being overheard, and then continued, "If you two have finished your business, please leave immediately."

After saying that, the waiter lowered his head and left in a hurry.

Yang Qingfeng looked solemn and sighed silently. Looking at the exquisite but pitifully small amount of food on the plate, he immediately lost his appetite. He turned to look at Afan and said softly, "Afan, you are in the growth stage now. Don't worry about these things. Just eat quickly."

"Oh, you can eat too." Ah Fan didn't think much about it, just responded obediently, picked up a piece of vegetable leaf, and slowly ate it with the few grains of rice in the bowl. Although he thought the dish was a bit outrageous, he didn't say anything more. After all, when you are away from home, it's good to have something to eat.

After the meal, Yang Qingfeng took Afan for a stroll on the street. The street was bustling with people, and Yang Qingfeng kept thinking about what the waiter had said.

At that moment, a little boy rushed towards Yang Qingfeng like a cannonball. After the collision, the little boy muttered, "Hey, look out! Why don't you look at me when you walk?" and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qingfeng, out of courtesy as a scholar, was about to bow when he suddenly felt a lightness at his waist. He looked down and saw that the purse he had tied around his waist was gone. He quickly looked at Afan beside him and said, "That kid is a thief!"

Without a word, Afan immediately chased after the little boy. Yang Qingfeng also hurriedly followed Afan, but soon, Yang Qingfeng couldn't keep up and was left far behind.

Afan chased him all the way to a sparsely populated area. He jumped lightly and landed steadily in front of a dilapidated temple. At this time, he faintly heard bursts of cheerful laughter coming from the dilapidated temple.

"Look, this is what I achieved today. I'm awesome, right?" a childish voice said proudly.

"Brother Hei is so awesome!" The voices of other children also rang out.

Afan was so angry that he kicked the dilapidated gate of the ruined temple.

With a crash, the door swayed and he strode in, shouting, "How dare you steal money right under my nose!"

Afan's eyes swept over the little guys around the little boy, and his mind instantly flashed back to when he first arrived in Nanyang City, where he was bullied by a group of hooligans and forced to steal silver. At this moment, his eyes were filled with deep hatred as he looked at the little boy.

Ah Fan gritted his teeth and said to those little idiots, "Don't be afraid. I will hand him over to the authorities and will definitely save you from suffering."

But what Afan never expected was that those little rascals came running over, waving their short legs and kicking at him, yelling, "You big bad guy, how dare you bully Brother Black Dog? Let me show you how I'm going to deal with you!"

"Bad guy, don't touch our black dog brother!" The childish voice was full of protection for the little boy.

Ah Fan's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he shouted angrily, "Humph, so you're all the same kind of people! I naively thought you were being coerced." He then swung his hand violently, as if to arrest these little brats. "If that's the case, then I'll take you all to the government!"

Black Dog saw his friends in danger and rushed over like a little animal protecting its cubs. He clenched his fists and attacked Afan desperately, roaring, "Let them go! I'm the one who stole the silver. Come at me if you want. Don't embarrass them!"

Afan dodged the black dog's attack with a flick of his wrist, then shoved it back, sending it careening to the ground like a kite with its string cut. Seeing this, the little brats surrounded him in panic, their voices wailing.

"Brother Black Dog!"

"Brother Black Dog, please don't die!"

The black dog lay on the ground in pain, but his face was full of stubbornness. He stared at Afan with his eyes and shouted, "Come on, come again! I'm not afraid of you at all!"

Ah Fan looked at the little kids protecting the black dog and said in a slow tone, "You've all been deceived by this thief. I'm going to arrest him and bring him before the authorities, and then send you all back to your parents."

As soon as he finished speaking, Afan reached out and picked up the black dog. But at this moment, several little rascals suddenly pounced on Afan and bit him.

"Ah!" Afan felt pain and subconsciously threw the black dog back to the ground.

In this chaotic moment, Yang Qingfeng rushed up from behind, panting, and shouted as he ran: "Afan, don't be impulsive, find out the situation first!"

Ah Fan frowned, his face etched with irritation. He glanced down at the clear teeth marks on his arm and said unhappily, "What else is there to ask? Aunt Xiuying has long said that if you encounter someone stealing food, it's probably to survive, which is understandable. But these people stole silver. They should be arrested and taken to the government, and their hands should be chopped off as a warning to others!"

When the little kids heard Afan say that he would take the black dog to the government and chop off its hands, they were so scared that they burst into tears.

"Big brother, please don't take the black dog to the government!" One of the little girls with pigtails looked at Afan with tears in her eyes.

"Big brother, Black Dog stole your silver for us. We will return the silver to you. Please don't catch Black Dog, okay?" A little girl in rags grabbed the corner of Afan's clothes tightly.

Afan's expression remained grim, and his mind kept echoing with what Aunt Xiuying had once said: Stealing food to survive can be forgiven, but stealing gold, silver and money can never be forgiven.

He looked at the children coldly, thinking to himself that he was forced by the bully to steal the silver from Shi Liu, but these children in front of him had no one forcing them. The situation was not comparable to his own.