Chapter 27: Street Stalls Meet City Management

  Her shiny black eyes blinked and looked at Xiaoxiao Nian, asking in a low voice: "How is it? Does it look like it?"

  Your Highness...

  "What's wrong with you! Otherwise, I'll also transform for you!"

  She shook her head violently: "No, no need..."

  "His Highness has made great sacrifices! Not to mention squatting here with you, he even changed into this outfit. You should repay His Highness!"

  "...Waaahhh... But Your Highness, must you really go to the bathhouse?!"

  As they spoke, another middle-aged woman came over, got on the horse and carriage, covered her stomach with a hungry look that seemed to have been starving for a lifetime, and pitifully looked at her: "Auntie, buy one, I'm so hungry..."

  "Oh dear poor child! Come, come, come, Auntie has hot steamed buns here, just bought them, hurry up and take one to eat! — That little girl, this... this... I'll take all of these."

  "What? Oh! Auntie, this is yours!"

  "Poor you two kids... May God bless you."

  She walked away, and Yu held up the hot mantou to show off to Xiao Nian: "Those who don't work hard won't have anything to eat!"

  “……”

  One after another, people passed by, Yu changed into a pitiful appearance and gained a lot of sympathy. Middle-aged women and old grannies all wanted to touch his face and felt heartache for a long time, as if he was their own lost grandson.

  Xiao Nian stared blankly, looking at the money in his hand growing more and more, the toys and snacks in his hands were also starting to overflow, before long, everything was sold out.

  "Alright! Time to call it a day!" With that, he transformed back into his original form.

  Just at this time ——

  "You two! Do you have a permit for setting up this stall?"

  "Ah!" Xiaonian exclaimed, "Urban Management!"

  But then again, no need to be afraid, you are here after all.

  Unexpectedly, Yu had already run away. After running a few steps, she realized that Chu Xiaonian hadn't caught up and asked: "Hey! Chu Xiaonian, why aren't you running? Are you waiting to be caught?"

  "Huh? I... you... he... him..."

  "In desperation, he shouted: 'Give him back what's his, I can't beat anyone now, hurry up and run away!'"

  What? No way?

  Ah! Hurry up and run!