"Little Beggar, how dare you steal things!"
"I'll beat you to death!"
"Dare to steal again? Dare you!!"
The shouting floated in through the window beside her. Chuzheng glanced outside.
A little beggar dressed in rags was curled up on the ground, and a man was kicking and punching him.
Only when the stolen bun fell out of the beggar's arms did the man stop, picking up the bun and throwing it to the Da Huang dog nearby.
"Pah!"
The man spat in disgust and went back into his bun shop.
The little beggar, barely conscious from the beating, lay on the ground, watching the Da Huang dog eat with gusto,
"Assistant."
Chuzheng called out.
The shop assistant hurried over: "What else do you need, sir?"
"Send some food to him," Chuzheng gestured to the little beggar outside.
The shop assistant looked over at the beggar: "Sir, there's been a famine these past two years, lots of beggars around town. How far can you go?"
Chuzheng cast a cold glance at the shop assistant.
