Chapter 32: Brawl in the Street

"Sixty cents? Old lady, what is the price back then? You know the current situation. I have fat hens, too. I'm selling them for one hundred yuan each. Do you want them?"

The man twisted his mouth, sneered, pointed at the hens in the chicken coop and said disdainfully.

"What the hell, a hundred bucks? You're such a sloppy businessman. I won't buy from you anymore."

Zhang Jinlan was also angry.

She is not a fool.

A chicken can be sold for one hundred dollars?

Do you really sell it as gold?

She took her granddaughter and wanted to leave.

[Gugugugu, I have a lot of eggs in my belly. This stinky human actually wants to sell me off. What a fool! He doesn't even know how to touch my eggs. 】

[I have eggs too, coo coo coo, I will lay eggs tomorrow. ]

【Oh, I want to make a noise. 】

[Jijijiji, Mom, I feel dizzy, am I going to die? ]

[This stinky human gave us rotten millet to eat this morning. My stomach hurts so much. ]

[I am dying. I feel like I am dying.]

Jiang Fubao, who was being held by her grandmother's hand, turned off the screen, and the voices of the chickens in the chicken cage in front of her all drilled into her ears.

There are three chicken cages in total.

A cage filled with light yellow chickens.

There are two big roosters in one cage.

There was another cage with six hens.

It seemed that there were eggs in the hen's belly, and quite a few of them, but the chicken seller couldn't find them.

I guess they treat them as hens that don't lay eggs.

If grandma buys it back.

While the chicken was laying eggs, she could also take out the eggs from the space and put them in the nest, pretending that they were laid by the chicken.

After all, almost no one wants to sell chickens that lay eggs.

And it takes a long time for the chicks to grow up.

Then the eggs in her space, wouldn’t that be a waste of many refresh opportunities?

One hundred bucks is one hundred bucks.

Compared to all those eggs, it's nothing.

Besides, these chickens can lay eggs.

Six every day.

An egg costs two cents, which means a net profit of twelve cents a day.

That’s three hundred and sixty coins a month.

And if you buy a lot, you can bargain.

Plus she adds eggs to the chicken coop every day.

You can earn back your investment in half a month at most.

It's a pity that these chicks are going to die.

This guy is so wicked that he is not afraid of retribution for selling sick chickens!

Jiang Fubao quickly grabbed Zhang Jinlan's hand.

He said slowly, "Grandma, let's buy some hens to lay eggs."

"Go away, get out of here, you little brat. You want to buy a chicken? Can you afford it? You can't even afford a chick, how can you buy a hen? My chickens are expensive, how can a poor country boy like you afford them? Get out of here and don't block my stall."

The chicken seller saw that Jiang Fubao was refusing to leave, and wanted to buy this and that, so he started yelling and swearing.

Fortunately, Jiang Fubao is not really three years old.

Otherwise, with this situation, if the original owner was here, she would have been scared to tears.

But she is only three years old.

Can't talk back.

Jiang Fubao was so angry that his cheeks puffed up.

"You bastard, did you eat shit so early in the morning? Your mouth stinks, why are you scolding my granddaughter for no reason? Did we provoke you? You are selling it at such a high price, you must be a sick chicken, a plague! You are only doing this for a hammer and then run away.

Then take your chicken home, put it in your quilt, sleep with it every day, and raise it like a daughter-in-law! Why are you selling it? What the hell, a grown man bullying a three-year-old child in the street, how shameless! "

It feels so good to be protected by someone.

Jiang Fubao saw his grandmother with her hands on her hips, cursing at the other person.

I felt so happy.

"You ugly old woman, you look so poor that you probably don't even have five coins in your pocket. And you still want to buy a chicken? I think you want to be beaten!" The man was so angry that he raised his fist and was about to hit her.

Zhang Jinlan was not afraid at all.

She raised her head.

shouted loudly.

"Someone, someone is killing me. This chicken-selling bandit is trying to kill me in broad daylight. Someone, please come and save this poor old woman..."

He is both a murderer and a bandit.

Attracted everyone nearby.

The crowd gathered here.

The chicken seller panicked.

He didn't expect the old woman in front of him to be so difficult to deal with.

Fearing that the matter might get out of hand, he quickly explained.

"I'm not a bandit, and I didn't kill anyone. This unreasonable old woman was interfering with my chicken sales, so I just chased her away."

If he was really caught as a bandit.

But you will be beheaded.

The man was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"You are the bandit. Look at your appearance, you are obviously not a good person. Just now, my granddaughter and I just wanted to buy a chicken and asked the price, but you scolded us and said you wanted to kill us. Look, you almost scared my granddaughter to tears. Did we provoke you?

Come on, someone, please help me report to the police. This bandit wants to kill me. I am so scared. Someone, please come and save us. This guy is asking for a hundred cents for a chicken. If he is not a bandit, what else can he be? Who sells chickens like this? Even that worthless chicken is sold for twenty cents.

Zhang Jinlan is a shrew.

Naturally, I know how to deal with thin-skinned opponents.

She sat down on the ground.

He slapped his thighs, cried and sang.

Sing her misery and cry her pity.

Tell her suffering to the onlookers around her.

Many kind-hearted people were moved by her and stood up to help her fight against the prostitutes.

"You bully the elderly and children for no reason. Are you still a man? You dare to sell a chicken for only one hundred yuan. It's unheard of. My wife bought two hens that she had raised for three years yesterday. They only cost 75 cents each! There are eggs in their stomachs. I think you are a bandit. Otherwise, why would you sell things so recklessly? Could it be that these chickens are not yours at all?"

"What this brother said makes a lot of sense. I'm afraid these chickens in the cages are not his! Otherwise, how come he doesn't even know the price of selling chickens?"

"Either he is a bandit, or someone in his family died early and no one taught him how to be a human being. Otherwise, how could he speak like a dog?"

"That's right, you are so shameless. Your elders died early, so no one taught you? Children bully the elderly, so be careful of God's punishment!"

"You are right, ma'am. This man doesn't look like a good person. He might even be guilty of a murder. If anyone is free, please go to the city gate to find the officials and arrest this man for a thorough interrogation."

"Why look for an official? Just call the street manager. I'll go."

"......"

The chicken seller was terrified.

He just cursed a few times because he despised the poor and loved the rich.

How did things turn out like this?

"No, no, no, please don't go. It's all my fault. My wife cheated on me, so I've been a little mad these past two days. Auntie, please don't be offended by me. It's all a misunderstanding. These chickens are my own. I'm not a bandit. Don't ask the street manager to come. So, I won't sell them anymore. I'm leaving now, right away."

The man put the three chicken cages on the cart behind him.

Without waiting for Zhang Jinlan to say anything, he pushed the cart and ran away.