"Ma'am, I can help you carry the vegetables home if you pay me one Copper Coin?" Dumbelldore eagerly approached an old lady who was carrying a basket of vegetables and walking unsteadily, reaching out to take the basket from her.
"Go away." The old woman glared at him, clutched her basket tightly, and slammed her crutch on the ground. "A young lad like you should learn better. Trying to take advantage of my frailty and run off with my vegetables? Not happening. Pah!"
"..." Dumbelldore retreated to the side, his face flushed with embarrassment.
Behind him, Zhang Bao and Zhang Dashan, each carrying a sign advertising Chef's Divine Food Stall, exchanged glances and shook their heads.
Zhang Bao took out a notepad and pen and quickly jotted down: "Helping an old lady with her vegetables: Failed."
