Zhang Weiguo was also excited.

"Uncle, this can be sold, but the taste is a bit strong."

The old man was a little embarrassed.

He took this out from under the bed.

There is no need to explain its effect.

“How much will this sell for?”

“This thing can be sold for ten dollars.”

"How many?"

"Ten dollars?"

The old man was very excited.

"Uncle, this thing can be sold for ten dollars each, and a pair can be sold for thirty dollars."

"Thirty dollars?"

The old man trembled.

Zhang Weiguo was afraid that the old man would leave in excitement.

"Wait, young man."

After saying this, the old man left again. I guess it’s time to go home.

After a while, the old man came over.

He was holding a large tripod in his hand.

Zhang Weiguo took a look and was surprised to see chicken shit on it.

Could this have just been taken out of the chicken coop?

"Uncle, did you take this out of the chicken coop?"

"You're great, young man. You can even figure this out?"

Zhang Weiguo pointed at the chicken shit on top.

The old man took one look and felt even more embarrassed.

"Can these two really be sold for thirty dollars?"

Zhang Weiguo directly gave the old man thirty yuan.

Only after the old man received the money did he realize that this was true.

I didn't expect this thing to sell for so much money.

I regret that I don’t have this thing anymore.

It would be nice if there were a few more.

Zhang Weiguo gave the money to the old man, found a bag and put the things in it.

This thing needs to be washed thoroughly, otherwise it is really not good enough.

This thing doesn't do a very good job.

I don’t know what this old man is thinking?