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Chapter Thirty-Eight The Chicken

Ma Yunfei thought she wanted to eat, so he quickly handed it over: "It's not cold yet."

Where does Hua Mengyue eat? She feeds chickens.

This is not a white flour steamed bun, but it is also a steamed bun with white flour. It is soft, so she broke it into corners and threw it on the ground for the pheasant to eat.

The pheasant pecked some bones last night, but today she didn't eat anything. She was already hungry. However, Hua Mengyue tangled her mouth before, and she let it go. She knew it was so powerful - the little thing just hatched would hurt so much. If this guy pecked, it would definitely be blood. She didn't dare to ask her to feed her with her hands. It was just right for everyone passing by to see that she had a "noble" chicken.

Because she was standing on the corner of the street and passing by many times, she didn't shout. The chicken cried loudly and attracted many people to see it. She saw a young woman in green feeding steamed buns. Now many people came over.

Hua Mengyue didn't say anything. She stood up until she finished feeding the steamed buns in her hand and glanced around her. She knew who was here, and she knew what she was.

After looking at Ma Yunfei, she began to greet him: "They come from the south and go north, and the passers-by are all guests. Guests, please take a look here. There is a good-looking chicken here, a good-looking chicken, congratulations to the rich chicken."

Ma Yunfei was stunned-

He thought his wife was going to sell chickens just now, but she didn't expect that she would really sell it. It turned out to be such a novel way to sell it, and he had never seen it before!

This is the first time Hua Mengyue is still very nervous, but she has been used to running in the kitchen front hall since she was a child. She will ask her to help if there is anything at home, so although she is nervous, she is not a newbie.

She is young, her voice is crisp and has a small smell, which is also nice. With this call, there are more people who have already surrounded her. Some people are watching and want to get started, so she quickly asked Ma Yunfei to stop her.

"You can only see and not touch. If you buy it, you can quote a price and touch it whatever you want." Hua Mengyue knew that some people were just cheap bones, not just trying to touch it. This kind of thing means that you can't get a chicken.

The more precious she is, the more curious people become. Someone cheered and shouted: "I'll pay a hundred documents!"

Although it is in the town, this hundred citations are not small, it is just a chicken.

Hua Mengyue smiled, but did not answer the words, and continued to shout: "This chicken that is very lucky, this chicken that congratulates money, I... the little woman sold it for people to see it. After all, it is so beautiful and I can't bear to say it. If any Hakka has a garden, it will be a scene to see it in the garden."

She pinched her voice and started to "Yo". This tone is born with exaggeration. When she said it like this, it really has a bit of meaning.

Someone just slandered: "Isn't it just a chicken?"

Hua Mengyue is afraid of damaging the situation?

"Yes, this is a lucky chicken. If you insist on saying it is a chicken, it must be yes. The little woman has been shouting for so long that she sells this chicken. But if you say it is an ordinary chicken, it is not very ordinary. After all, this is a wild creature, and it is different from the one in the entrance."

There is never a shortage of people watching the fun, joining in the fun, and making jokes, so someone answered: "Why is it different?"

If you didn't expect this, Hua Mengyue would have been in vain in her previous life. Her smile diminished and she was not timid at all: "A distinguished guest asked why it was different. The little woman said, "The chicken and dog, cat are the same. The wild dog running on the street corner is also a dog. The puppy raised by the richest families in the nobles is also a dog, but the dog is more expensive than humans. What's the difference between the dog on the street corner?"

"I wasn't being raised and sent to the homes of a wealthy family."

Someone answered a coldly, with disdain.

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