Song Dashun was a mountain man, and had never seen such a scene. He thought buying things was like going to the market, where one had to shout loudly to attract a customer, and also had to be extra enthusiastic to the customers in order to sell the goods and make money.

His chickens were still on the donkey cart. They had just been fighting and their muscles were tense and stiff, and they hadn't yet relaxed. In a blink of an eye, a group of people surrounded him, scrambling for the chickens in the chicken coop... They were sold already?

Song Dashun came to his senses only after Chu Yue reminded him. He quickly took the chicken out of the cage and introduced it to the aunts, "Aunts, look at the chicken's beak and the chicken's feet. Whether a chicken is good or not depends on these two places. Look at the color of the chicken's feet. It is guaranteed to be fresh and healthy."

Du Juan also came today. She was sitting on a donkey cart before, but she didn't expect Song Dashun to be so fast, so she arrived a step late.

She asked Chu Yue worriedly, "Doctor Chu, are you okay? Did those people hurt you just now?"

"No, they can't hurt me, I'm fine." Chu Yue smiled and comforted Du Juan.

Du Juan looked at Chu Yue carefully, and was relieved to see that she was fine. She was smarter than Song Dashun. When she saw Chu Yue holding a notebook with a list written on it, she immediately understood what was going on.

"Doctor Chu, leave this to me. I'll take care of it. You were frightened just now. Go back and rest for a while."

Chu Yue didn't say anything else. After handing the notebook to Du Juan, she went back to the shop to check the situation.

It's lively outside and it's just as lively inside.

When the customers on the street saw so many people gathered around, they all came over subconsciously out of the herd mentality. When they heard that the chicken was 20% off, their eyes lit up. It was a pity that they had to make a reservation before buying it. While feeling regretful, they all made up their minds to make a reservation next time.

Since they are here, they will definitely take a look around the store. When they are around, they will inevitably buy some things. The floral water, cooling oil and mosquito coils that Chu Yue put on the shelves in advance are the best-selling ones.

"Auntie, here's your change for the floral water and cooling oil. Take it and count it."

"Girl, you're really quick... and the money's worth it. Your store has so many things, I'll come back to buy them next time."

"Auntie, here are your melon seeds and fruit candies, one pound each, take a look."

"Your boss was so generous that he treated me to some melon seeds. I tried them and they tasted really good. After buying the melon seeds and candy, I went out to buy a chicken. I made a reservation and wrote my name on it!"

The auntie was holding a bag of candy and a bag of melon seeds in her hands, and she said proudly, "I've reserved it." When she walked out, she held her head high, as if she had won a big red flower, and felt the envious eyes of the people around her.

Ye Zhaodi was so busy that she couldn't stop, picking up things and finding money, her movements were quick and orderly.

Chu Yue went to the back room to take a look at Lu Yuanbao and Pei Tianci. The two children were sitting obediently on the stools. One of them had a bamboo stick in his mouth and was eating malt sugar as a lollipop. He held a newspaper in his hand. Lu Yuanbao was teaching Pei Tianci how to fold a paper frog.

Lu Yuanbao said, "Follow me, step by step, take your time. We are not in a hurry. I will fold it once, and you fold it again."

Pei Tianci nodded seriously, "I'm slow, Brother Yuanbao, you have to wait for me."

"Okay, fold it in half like this first—"

Chu Yue retracted her gaze and returned to the noisy shop. She took the change from Ye Zhaodi and said, "Zhaodi, I'll give you the change, you take the things."

"Sister Yue, give her 1.80 yuan in change - and a bottle of soy sauce, right? I'll take it."

The soy sauce was placed on two layers of the shelf. When Ye Zhaodi turned around to get the soy sauce, she needed to tiptoe slightly and raise her hand.

With just this movement, she suddenly paused.

Chu Yue noticed while looking for change, "Zhao Di, what's wrong?"

Ye Zhaodi kept her hands raised, her back facing Chu Yue, her eyebrows tightly furrowed into a knot.

It hurts. Her stomach hurts.

"Zhao Di?" Chu Yue noticed that something was wrong with Ye Zhao Di.

Ye Zhaodi took a deep breath and rubbed her stomach with her other hand. She endured the pain and took down the soy sauce. She slowly turned around and said, "Sister Yue, I'm fine. It's just that when I raised my hand just now, I seemed to have stretched my stomach and had a cramp. It doesn't hurt now."

"Are you sure it doesn't hurt anymore?" Chu Yue was still a little worried.

Ye Zhaodi smiled widely, "It really doesn't hurt anymore! I'm in good health, nothing happened. Auntie, look at your soy sauce, it's brand new."

For a period of time afterwards, Chu Yue would still glance at Ye Zhaodi from time to time.

Ye Zhaodi didn’t know if it was because she concealed it too well or if the pain really didn’t happen anymore, that Chu Yue, the genius doctor, didn’t even notice anything wrong.

One of them was taking things while the other was making change. Customers came one after another in an endless stream. Perhaps the white-feathered broiler chickens were a good way to attract money, as the number of customers that came in was even more than the day the cake shop opened.

In particular, many people are asking when they can order chicken next time.

It seems that every household is rich now, but social materials have not kept up, and meat, eggs and milk are still in-demand commodities. If you focus on meat farming, there will definitely be great potential.

Chu Yue thought that the number of chicks she gave Song Dashun before was too few. If she had given him fifty or one hundred, he would have been able to sell them all today.

"Auntie, here's your sesame oil." Ye Zhaodi handed the sesame oil over, and her lower abdomen twitched again as she moved.

It hurts. It hurts so much.

It was the first time she felt this kind of pain. The pain was not caused by any external injuries. It seemed to come from her body organs, and it hurt so much that her nerves were tense.

Ye Zhaodi gritted her teeth, enduring the pain while forcing a smile.

She couldn't show any abnormality. If she stopped, it would definitely affect the store's business.

Chu Yue was so good to her, like a sister and a mother. She braided her hair, gave her new clothes, and paid her such a high salary... She must not fall behind.

No matter how much it hurts, you have to endure it.

You must hold back.

Ye Zhaodi took deep breaths again and again, and sweat broke out on her forehead, but she just thought it was because the weather was hot, not cold sweat.

She kept turning back and forth, raising her hands to pick up things, squatting down to move boxes, numbing her body with busyness. As long as she focused all her attention on the guests, she could forget the pain in her body.

Ye Zhaodi was numb not only because of the pain, but also because of the strange feeling of slight dampness in her lower body.

She didn't notice anything and kept busy.

In this way, people inside and outside the company were busy from ten o'clock to twelve o'clock without a break, a sip of water, or even a chance to sit down. They could only take a breath when every household had lunch.

Song Dashun and Dujuan had almost sold all the chickens outside. Dujuan was counting the money with her notebook. Song Dashun couldn't understand the fancy words, so he pulled Dujuan into the store.

"Wife, there's no need to bask in the sun inside, come in quickly."

Dujuan paused for a moment, looked up and smiled slightly.

Song Dashun and Du Juan walked in together. Ye Zhaodi wanted to pour them a glass of water and walked out from behind the counter.

She just went out.

Song Dashun looked at the young girl he met for the first time today, frowned and said loudly, "You - why are your pants bleeding?"