Chapter 25 The Drama Parrot (Only one update today)

"There is meat, but it's mine and has nothing to do with you." Sang Yian said subconsciously.

The little parrot immediately tilted its head, squinted its round eyes, and was so shocked that it even spread its wings. "You eat meat and fish, but I eat coarse grains and vegetables. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Sang Yian's heart was as hard as iron. "I am the owner of a supermarket now, and I am a capitalist. When have you ever seen a capitalist have a conscience?"

The little parrot was so angry that it flew from her shoulder to the cash register and paced back and forth on the cash register. "Meat, Meat, if you want to eat meat, a roast duck is not enough."

Sang Yian: "..."

She looked at the camera and reminded earnestly, "You are a parrot, meat is not on your menu, you can only eat vegetarian food."

The little parrot suddenly stopped, slowly turning its head, its pupils trembling, and even its voice went up an octave, "Eat vegetarian food?"

Sang Yian found it interesting, she tried hard to hold back her laughter, and nodded seriously, "Yes, eat vegetarian food."

Pah!

The little parrot fell directly on the table, "Then I won't live anymore."

Sang Yian: "..."

"How about some shredded pork?" Zhao Xuhuai looked at the little parrot with some pity and couldn't help suggesting.

When the little parrot heard it, it moved its little head, tilted its head, secretly looked at Sang Yian, waiting for her answer. However

, Sang Yian's attention was attracted by the live broadcast, and the style on the screen had changed.

They were all yelling and saying how cute they were and how much they wanted to rub them.

Or they were praising the little parrot for being smart.

Some even started asking about bird training methods.

More fans kept asking about the breed of the parrot, how much it cost, and where they could buy one.

This was also the first time for Sang Yian to raise a parrot, and it was also the first day she had raised a parrot. How would she know the answers to these questions?

She responded with a few casual remarks and immediately took the opportunity to go off the air. "My little cutie is back, and I have to keep it company. Thank you very much for Teacher Zhao's guidance. Goodbye, everyone." After she

finished speaking, she quickly turned off the camera and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, everyone's enthusiasm remained unabated. After all, who doesn't like a cute and adorable pet that can talk?

Sang Yian didn't know that a live broadcast not only made her famous, but also made the little parrot a little famous.

Some powerful fans directly cut the video of the little parrot wanting to eat meat and posted it on the short video platform. The popularity was so high!

Although Zhao Xuhuai was still continuing the live broadcast, his mind had already flown away, flying to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Sang Yian had just shown.

Even if you can't own it, it's always good to see it with your own eyes.

And here, Shengmen is still working hard for his own dinner.

It flapped its wings and flew around Sang Yian who was practicing calligraphy, muttering non-stop, "Why can't I eat meat? You didn't say that before?"

Sang Yian didn't even raise his head, and practiced calligraphy with full concentration, "You can eat it, but it's best to do it when no one is around. Don't forget, you are a parrot now!"

Shengmen understood, and stopped flying around, and landed directly on the computer screen at the cash register.

"That is to say, you can eat it in private, but not in public."

Sang Yian nodded, "In modern human society, you'd better not behave so differently, so you can save a lot of trouble."

After saying that, she dipped her pen in ink, and took a look at the little parrot that was perched on the screen, and saw it stepping on the edge of the screen and pacing back and forth.

"Are we having roast duck, fried chicken, or steak tonight?"

Sang Yian: "..."

She suddenly realized that she had been living in the parrot for only half a day, and she had been helpless too many times.

She pointed to the pile of cardboard boxes at the door and said, "You should get to work."

Looking in the direction of her finger, the little parrot was not paying attention and fell directly from the monitor to the cash register with a thud.

"Isn't it a bit too much?" It struggled to raise its head.

Sang Yian praised, "Not much. Look how amazing you are. You can even clean with one click. Delivering goods is a piece of cake for you!"

The little parrot was praised and became energetic again. "Okay, then I want to eat fried chicken tonight."

"No problem."

The little parrot raised its head and emphasized, "I want a whole one! The kind that I eat a whole one myself!"

Sang Yian glanced at it and said, "You are so smart."

The little parrot was already immersed in the wonderful life of eating chicken. Its little mouth kept chattering and it didn't hear what she said at all.

"We're having fried chicken tonight!"

"We're having fried chicken tonight!"

"Great! We're having fried chicken tonight!"

Sang Yian couldn't bear it any longer, "Get to work! No dinner until we finish!"

Then she felt a breeze on her arm, and the little parrot had already flown into its cage, landing steadily on a branch inside the cage.

This was the cage left by Wang Decai, and inside it were all kinds of certificates of the little parrot.

After looking at the certificates, Sang Yian realized that this little parrot was an Amazon parrot, and that it was necessary to apply for certificates to keep it privately. It was obvious that Wang Decai had put a lot of thought into keeping it.

Sang Yian hung a hook on the side door of the supermarket and hung the bird cage directly on it. Shengmen liked this position very much. It was close to the main body and could save energy.

Just like the one-click cleaning, Shengmen also put a one-click restocking button on the side door for the first time.

Sang Yian looked at the colorful light in the side door. The light disappeared and there was another function in the corner. In the blink of an eye, the empty shelves were now neatly arranged.

Even other messy shelves were much neater.

Sang Yian witnessed it with her own eyes and couldn't help but raise a thumb towards the side door, "Awesome!"

Then she saw that the little parrot, which was originally full of energy, had become paralyzed and sat at the very bottom of the cage. It was obvious that what had just happened was also a huge drain on it.

Sang Yian quickly put down his pen and trotted over, worried, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The little parrot's eyes rolled, and its body softened. It immediately looked more listless than before, and even its voice was much weaker, "Alas, I'm too hungry, one fried chicken may not be enough."

Sang Yian: "...Okay! I'll give you mine too!"

He was really worried.

Just for a fried chicken, are you so worried?

While the two were waiting for takeout, Jiang Huaijing had just got off the plane with the team participating in the International Jewelry Exhibition.

This exhibition was a great success. Whether it was the hairpins full of ancient rhyme, the elegant jade bracelets, or other gold and silver jewelry with complicated craftsmanship, they all made a strong presence at the jewelry exhibition.

However, the most outstanding thing is the exquisitely carved mutton-fat jade pendant, which is white and clear, with a milky white luster, and the lifelike sleeping dragon, which makes visitors amazed.