The reason why I decided to send the teenager to the police station was because he broke the law. He also listened to his nonsense when he saw what he did. The more he grew up, the more capable he was, the more harmful it would to society in the future.

After all, it is socially responsible for Yang Shubao arresting him and sending him to the police station.

But the local police didn't care about this at all. They were not responsible themselves, so Yang Shubao would figure it out.

Why bother to be serious about this society?

A boy's habitual stealing cannot be a fight alone. Even if he has not joined any gang, he has many friends in the channel. If Yang Shubao sends him to the police station, he will definitely be in trouble. However, he was not afraid before, and what he is most afraid of is the underworld.

No matter how dark it is, it is not as good as the arcane black, and no matter how strong it is, it is not as strong as the elves.

But since the local police station does not care about the development of social security, why should he be such a bad person?

Yang Shubao waved to Ma Long and said to the young man: "Okay, get out of here, but you can record a video before getting out of here."

He asked Durham to record videos for the teenager on his mobile phone, so that the teenager would tell him what he did. The police arrived later to save it as evidence to prove that he did not call the police.

The boy didn't care that he would leave evidence of crime when he did this. He added fuel to the fire and told him what he did, and then ran away.

Gu Li asked in a daze, "Uh, what's going on?"

Yang Shubao smiled and said, "Let's go to have a meal and enjoy the deliciousness of Madadian."

There are many restaurants in Madadaini. Guli took them to eat special dishes, similar to the Chinese farm banquet. They went to an open-air courtyard with tables and benches in the yard. The floor was oily, the table was oily, and the stools were oily, but Guli said the dishes here were the best.

Judging from the business, this is true. I am afraid that there must be forty or fifty tables in the courtyard, which are almost full.

They found a table and Guli began to order food.

The local dishes are more hearty than Hluhluwe and even Durban, with a variety of vegetables, a variety of meat and a variety of cooking methods.

Guli ordered a vanilla roasted chicken. Madadaini farmed with various herbs such as lemongrass, basil, mint, etc. Here, the roasted chicken is made of many herbs.

Such a roast chicken costs 500 yuan, which is the signature dish of the courtyard. Yang Shubao said he wanted to treat him, otherwise he would not have ordered this dish if Guli had to treat him.

Even in the United States, the price of such a roasted chicken is a bit too high.

Chicken itself is not valuable, what is valuable is the way to do it.

Guli introduced with a smile: "This will definitely be the best roast chicken you have ever eaten. It tastes particularly unique. The chicken belly is stuffed with fresh herbs, and then it is a God roasted with dried herbs. Just thinking about it makes me drool."

In addition, there is a pot of curry stewed bullfrogs. The Zulu people in Kuasheng actually have a special liking for curry, which is very similar to the third brother.

Herb roasted chicken and curry stewed bullfrog are two hard dishes. They ordered many dishes around these two dishes. Anyway, Shi Xinyu can eat it, and Yang Shubao is not afraid of waste.

The store also wanted to recommend them to try roast lamb, but Yang Shubao had no interest.

There are sheep in his reserve, high-quality forage grass and the sheep raised in the spring of life. After eating the sheep he raised, he was no longer interested in the mutton outside.

The vanilla roasted chicken was preparing in the floor stove. Yang Shubao followed and took a look. The floor stove was like a porcelain urn embedded in the ground. The roasted chicken was hung on the four walls, and the dried vanilla and fruit charcoal were constantly stuffed in the middle.

The roasted chicken is delivered, and it does bring a unique fragrance.

Uncle Yang couldn't say what the fragrance was. The aroma of meat and the flavors of many herbs were mixed together, which was a bit like a light herbal fragrance.

But when you eat chicken, it has another fragrance, fresh and elegant, making people salivate.

The oily and tough chicken skin, soft and soft chicken breasts, and the firm and refreshing chicken thigh meat. This roasted chicken tastes great. After taking a bite, Yang Shubao decisively asked for another one.

His decision was right. Shi Xinyu was about 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms, and his appetite was amazing.

Seeing him swallowing with a delicious mouthful, Durham, who couldn't snatch him, was angry: "You can't do anything, you can't eat anything left!"

Ma Xiaodong cooperated and said, "Yes, people like you really have to thank the government and the Party. Do you know that you have encountered a good era? If you encounter a three-year disaster period, you will definitely starve to death if you are like this."

Shi Xinyu muttered, "Get out, I can eat or do it."

As he said that, a plate of roasted marinated beef was brought up. His fork was inserted and several pieces of meat were suddenly forked.

Seeing that he was having fun, Zhang Jinjie showed a malicious smile on his face: "Does Niu Huan like to eat?"

Shi Xinyu, who was sweeping the wind, was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Jinjie said: "This is pickled Niu Huanxi. Do you know what Niu Huanxi is, right? I brought it there when I was in college. You rushed to eat it at that time and said it was very chewy and tasted very good..."

Shi Xinyu's face was bleak and he hurriedly raised his cup to rinse his mouth.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the others quickly snatch the meat to eat.

Only then did Shi Xinyu realize that he had been fooled, and then he used the momentum of wind and wind to deal with the dishes.

This meal was really satisfying. It took an hour and a half after they had eaten and drank, and no police contacted him until now...

Gu Li helped them find a hotel. The responsibility of the small town police station made Yang Shubao extremely unconfidence in the public security here. He asked for a hotel with the best security power. A standard room costs 600 yuan a night, which is not expensive.

There is a bar in the hotel, and you can drink a free beer in each room based on the house number and name.

Lu Penghui and others were not children of wealthy families and were reluctant to waste this glass of wine. They also wanted to see the bars in South Africa, so they made an appointment to drink.

Yang Shubao was worried about something going on. Gu Li had already returned to the ranch now. If something happened, they could only use violence to settle it.

But when we were having dinner, we were already drinking, and now we are in high spirits, so he had to accompany us to the bar.

The bar in the hotel is relatively small, only about a hundred square meters, and it is a small Qing bar. A girl was holding a guitar and humming folk songs. There were more than a dozen small round tables in the room, and someone was drinking and chatting in a low voice.

Seeing this, Yang Shubao felt relieved. There was no chaos here at all, and the public security was indeed very good.

They each brought a glass of beer and sat down. There was also a pair of yellow lovers on the table next to them. When they saw them, they took the initiative to smile. The man came up and talked and asked, "Which country are you from? Koreans? Chinese? Japanese?"

"We are Chinese." Zhang Jinjie dealt with him.

The man immediately smiled: "What a fate, I am a Korean, my name is Hunter, I'm very happy to know you."

Yang Shubao and others also smiled and said hello, but they did not understand what fate this was.
Chapter completed!