There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

"Available and available."

The old man stopped talking at this moment and stopped calling the passers-by to buy chickens. He turned to Song Rutang and asked her if she had anything to talk about.

Song Rutang looked around, took a step forward and said:

"I told you yesterday that I wanted to go home and try if your chicken tastes good. If it tastes good, I will buy it again. I stewed your chicken yesterday and it tasted really good, so I want to see you to buy some more chickens.”

The old man was happy.

Now it's better, I don't have to run home to get the money back, and I can sell a few more chickens.

But soon, after Song Rutang said a few more words, the old man realized how many chickens were being sold this time?

"Dozens or hundreds of them?! My eldest daughter, are you so good at eating chickens at home?"

Song Rutang shook his head:

"I run a small business at home, so I need more chickens. I was thinking that if you have more chickens here, I will buy all your chickens and save you the trouble of traveling back. What do you think? Sample?"

"Good, good, good."

The old man said hello three times in a row, and he was extremely happy.

He turned around and saw that both of them had empty hands. He thought they didn't have anything to hold the chicken, so he suggested:

"How about you two go back first, and I will take my grandson to deliver the chicken to you later?"

Sun Ping turned to look at Song Rutang, who nodded to him.

Sun Ping also said:
"We'll go with you. We have an oxcart that can pull a lot of chickens, and we're keeping them outside."

"Alright."

The old man reached out and picked up three chickens, and led his grandson to go out. After thinking about it, he picked up the cloth on the ground, folded it and put it in his arms, and then left.

Just walking a few steps, I heard people talking around me.

"Isn't that the little lady from the Haoshi restaurant? Why are you here to buy chicken?"

Hearing this, the old man didn't think much, he just thought that Song Rutang was the daughter of some restaurant owner, but his steps still slowed down unconsciously.

I just heard people on the roadside discussing:
"This chicken doesn't seem to be in good condition. It looks so bad on the outside, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"Then can we still eat the food from the Haoshi restaurant? If we eat food made from sick chickens, won't we get sick if we eat it?"

"Didn't something happen a few days after the Haoshi restaurant opened? I heard someone say that after a man finished eating his food, he got rashes all over his body and was carried to the hospital!"

"I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. Her food is not clean. I will never eat at Haoshi Restaurant again!"

"Plague chicken! Cooking with plague chicken will be punished by God!"

"What kind of plague chicken? Have you ever seen such a fat plague chicken?"

When the old man heard the last thing, he heard someone said that his chickens were plague chickens. He finally couldn't help it and started to quarrel:

"Look at my chicken. It's covered in tendons and has a lot of meat. It's fatter than you. How can it become a plague chicken? If it is a plague chicken, you are also a plague chicken. You It’s a plague!”

Not to be outdone, the man began to scold the old man:
"Why isn't it a plague chicken? Look at this chicken of yours. It's missing a piece here and there. Isn't it sick? If I were you, I wouldn't dare to sell this chicken!"

"You still have several scars on your face, why didn't you say you were sick?"

The old man was holding a bag of chickens and waving at the man. He blocked the man's fist with his arm.

But he didn't expect his chicken to peck through the bag at this moment, and pecked the man's arm hard through the bag.

The man was caught off guard and was injured on his arm. He hugged his arm and screamed.Covering his arms and looking at the chicken with its head stretched out, he heard that the old man had already laughed:
"Hey, your health is not good, why did you call it a plague chicken and peck it?"

The man's face turned blue and purple, and he wanted to beat the chicken, but he was afraid of losing money. Finally, he turned around and left the place angrily.

Seeing that the chicken could peck through bags and injure people, no one thought that the chicken was a plague chicken.

They slowly dispersed one by one, and no one was talking about the plague chicken.

What a joke, whose plague chicken pecked a hole in a sack, and can also peck out a human hand?

After listening to the old man's words, they all looked at the fatness of the chicken. It was very fat, but the hair was all bald.

I didn't take a closer look before, so I thought he was sick and misunderstood the old man's family.

But there are still a few stubborn people who don't believe it, and they are still discussing the matter of plague chickens in the crowd at the back.

It’s just that it’s hard to create any waves.

Song Rutang ignored this and followed Sun Ping into the carriage, taking his grandfather and grandson to their house.

At last, no one was talking anymore, for fear that Song Rutang would drive a carriage and kill them again, and bring a chicken to poke holes in their hands.

Song Rutang was very satisfied with this situation.

She is not afraid of anyone gossiping anymore. She has seen more or less people here, but they don't often go to her place to eat.

Anyone who has eaten there should know that the kitchen of Haoshi Restaurant is open to the public, and customers can go in and see the freshness of the ingredients.

Can you be splashed with dirty water just like this?I'm afraid it won't be long before the news spreads, and someone will teach him a lesson.

Walking all the way to the home of his grandfather and grandson, Song Rutang discovered that the two of them had brought an unusual number of chickens.

There were a hundred or so of them wandering around in their yard. They were all very fat and didn't even run around.

It's just that all of them have some injuries on their bodies, and their feathers are slightly torn, showing some flaws on their bodies.

No wonder the old man was anxious to sell those chickens. I was afraid that if he didn't sell them, the other chickens would suffer.

"Big girl, look at how many you want, you can choose from these!"

The chickens could be sold, so the old man naturally became proud. He found a place to lock up the aggressive ones and pointed to the other chickens for Song Rutang to choose.

Song Rutang thought for a while and then said:

"I want all these chickens."

"Okay, eldest daughter, wait...?"

The old man thought he heard wrongly and stared at Song Rutang to confirm again and again, but he didn't expect that she really wanted them all.

Recalling what Song Rutang said when explaining, the old man vaguely felt that the small business she was talking about was probably not that small.

But the old man quickly accepted this. After all, the person who bought the chicken before was also a wealthy person.

No matter who he is, it’s the same for anyone who buys it. If it’s sold out earlier, he can take his grandson home for the New Year!

For a moment, the old man turned from worried to happy.

Song Rutang glanced at the chickens briefly and asked:
"I wonder how much money it will cost to buy all these chickens? You set a price first, and I will discuss it with the elders in the family. If it works, I will come to you to buy them after some time."

When the old man heard that there was actually business in the future, he immediately looked highly upon Song Rutang.