Just when Meng Qingyin began to doubt the title of animal trainer, there was a commotion in the crowd in front.
An old man holding a tabby cat squeezed out of the crowd with a look of disappointment on his face, muttering, "What kind of animal tamer is he? He can't even raise a cat into a tiger. What kind of animal tamer is he? Is he a liar?"
Meng Qingyin: “…”
If he really has a way to raise a cat into a tiger, you should suspect he is a liar.
The old man got anxious when he heard this and grabbed the uncle and said, "Master, can you turn my rooster into a phoenix?"
The uncle glanced at the big rooster in his arms and sneered: "Uncle, how can a pheasant turn into a phoenix? In broad daylight, what are you dreaming about?"
The old man was furious. "Don't you also want to raise a cat into a tiger? I think you are daydreaming!"
The uncle's face turned green and red, "I won't bother with you."
After saying this, he squeezed to the outside of the crowd.
The old man snorted coldly, "Your rag-tag cat wants to become a tiger? You're just a toad trying to eat swan meat, you're just dreaming!"
Meng Qingyin glanced at the big rooster in his arms, but ultimately didn't say "You two are the same."
However, people in front kept pushing out, all with disappointed looks on their faces. The old man grabbed an older sister who was also holding a chicken and asked her what was going on in front.
The eldest sister sighed: "Oh, my wish for my hen to lay golden eggs has been shattered. The animal trainer said that poultry is poultry and can't lay golden eggs..."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, revealing his teeth, "Fortunately, I'm not trying to make the rooster lay golden eggs."
The eldest sister added, "It's impossible to turn a pheasant into a phoenix or a cat into a tiger. He told us to go home, take a shower, and have a good dream."
The old man's smile froze.
After a while, the old man left without any reluctance, holding the big rooster.
Meng Qingyin seemed to have taken a reassurance pill.
It seems that the animal trainer is still reliable.
She sent a location in the group and told everyone that she had found the trainer.
More than ten minutes later, the people in front left with their chickens, ducks and geese, either disappointed, frustrated or angry.
Meng Qingyin naturally came to the front of the crowd.
She also finally met the animal trainer Moner.
However, standing here is a middle-aged man with a cold face and a pretty girl. Which one is the animal tamer?
The middle-aged man had a sour and cold expression on his face, and his tone of voice was quite harsh towards the villagers who kept coming forward to ask for advice.
"You want the eggs to hatch into a donkey so that it can help your family plow the fields? I think you got kicked in the head by a donkey, didn't you?"
"Try to turn your goose into a swan? Do I look like a swan to you?"
"You let your big yellow dog turn into a wolf to herd sheep? Did the sheep dig up your ancestral graves?"
The villagers returned home empty-handed one by one.
The man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "I repeat again, I am an animal trainer. I can only train animals, not perform magic!"
Many people left disappointed.
The girl seemed oblivious to what was said. Her eyes kept searching the crowd, as if she was looking for someone.
Seeing Meng Qingyin, her eyes lit up, and she trotted over to Meng Qingyin, and at the same time turned her head excitedly and said to the man: "Dad, I found her!"
Meng Qingyin looked at the girl in surprise: "Do we know each other?"
The girl in front of me has bright eyes and white teeth. When she smiles, her little fangs are exposed. She is very cute.
But I don't know her.
Over there, the middle-aged man walked over quickly, glanced at Meng Qingyin rather coldly, and asked the girl, "Are you sure it's her?"
The girl nodded with certainty: "Yes, it's her! I won't make a mistake."
Meng Qingyin looked at the girl in confusion: "Wait a minute, I think we haven't met before?"
The girl smiled sweetly, "Sister, you saved me last time at the market. Have you forgotten? There was a green-haired beast following you back then. Why isn't it following you today?"
"Well, it's at home." Meng Qingyin said.
The girl had seen her and Zizi, but she had no impression of her.
And the girl said that she saved her.
Meng Qingyin tried hard to recall, had she saved anyone at the last big market?
The girl smiled and reminded: "I am the little beggar who was bullied!"
Meng Qingyin found it hard to connect the girl in front of her with the little beggar she met last time.
Moreover, since the girl has a family, how could she become a beggar?
"Sister, my name is Miaomiao," Miaomiao took Meng Qingyin's arm, "Thank you for what happened last time. I knew I would find you."
Meng Qingyin: "It's just a small favor—what do you want from me?"
"Of course it's to repay a favor!" Miaomiao said happily, "I can't be an ungrateful person."
Meng Er said coldly, "You saved my daughter. I am very grateful. If you have any requests, you can ask me."
He said words of gratitude, but his expression was cold, as if someone owed him money and refused to pay it back.
Miaomiao explained in a low voice: "Sister, my father is like this. He always speaks coldly, but he is not a bad person."
If Meng Qingyin hadn't just heard with her own ears how Meng Er mocked the villagers, she would have almost believed it.
She curled her lips: "Can you meet any of my requests?"
Meng Er's face darkened. "If you're planning to ask a hen to lay golden eggs..."
Meng Qingyin quickly assured: "That won't happen."
"Just tell me, I'll do my best to satisfy you as long as I can."
As they were talking, Chen Leying and the other two hurried over.
Meng Qingyin was delighted that they arrived at the right time.
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