With a flash of movement, Chen Cheng quickly searched Chen Ergou's body, pulling out a tattered Money Bag and a red halter top.
The red halter top was made of cotton and still carried the faint scent of milk. Who knew which young wife's bed the scoundrel had swiped it from.
"Sigh..." Chen Cheng sighed, casually tossing the red halter top aside. "Once a constable for the City Guard Department, always a constable for the City Guard Department.
I'm afraid I'll never break this habit of always following procedure!"
Inside the Money Bag was a piece of broken silver and several dozen copper coins, worth less than three hundred cents in total.
Such a small amount of money was nothing to Chen Cheng, but for a family of mountain folk, it was enough to cover food and other expenses for a month.
'Who knows how many families Chen Ergou had to swindle to save up these silver coins!'
