Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 2

2020-11-07

Chapter 2 Bought a chicken

Fang Dou found that he was not very lucky today.

Zhang Tifu injured his left foot from a fall. He has not killed pigs for several days, nor has his meat stall opened.

Not to mention pork, ribs and offal, not even half a pig's hair.

The farmers who set up stalls in the corner of the city wall have been asked seven or eight times in succession, but they have not brought chickens and ducks.

In the era when large-scale farming has not yet been promoted, if you want to eat chickens and ducks, you have to rely on luck, and you can't buy them with money.

Fang Dou sighed,"I really want to eat meat!"

"Go to the West Market to try one's luck!"

The West Market sells fish Where there is no chicken, duck and fish meat, fish, shrimp and crab can also make up the number.

"Neither!"

A simple and honest fisherman, his hands are soaked in the water all the year round, white and cracked, and he keeps bowing to apologize.

"Master, our catches are sold out early in the morning, and the rest will be left in the afternoon. If they can't be sold, they stink. There's really nothing!"

roughly speaking, Is to sell fish as early as possible.

Fang Dou is reasonable and nodded, and has to find a way.

"By the way, Master, if you want to eat meat, go to the cockfighting hall!"

Fang Dou is shivered, this is a good way.

There is a cockfighting hall in the city, which is a place for idlers to make money. Everyday all cockfights are maimed and killed.

Those scrapped fighting cocks are sold as broilers.

If you are lucky, Fang Dou may come across one. Although the fighting cock is lean and the meat is thick and tasteless, it is still a piece of meat.

"Well, many thanks for the pointers!"

Fang Dou hurriedly hurried and finally arrived outside the cockfighting hall, where he smelled the strong smell of chicken manure.

The wind rolled up from the street in front of the cockfighting hall, and a few fluffs swirled into the sky.

"Peck it, peck it!"

"Go around behind you, you're blind!"

"Come on, Lao Tzu's ten cents !"

Through the thick curtains at the door, the hysterical shouts of the gamblers could still be heard.

One hand opened the curtain, and the two cockfighting hall helpers walked to the street.

One of them held a dying rooster in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right.

"Hongyun Great General, won more than 100 games, and lost today, isn't he going to become a roast chicken man?"

His companion, a little pity.

"This cockfight has made a lot of money for our shopkeepers. It's a pity to kill it like this." Let it grow old!"

As he said, he used his left hand to slam the rooster to the ground, thumping, like a stone falling to the ground.

This cockfighting cock named 'Red Cloud Great General' has torn off half a piece of the cockscomb, and the left eyelid is turned up, as if being slashed by a sharp blade, there are wounds all over his body, and his feathers are soaked with blood .

The injuries all over the body are accumulating, and it is not far from death.

Otherwise, with the stinginess of the cockfighting hall boss, the stone can squeeze out oil in his hand, how could he have the heart to kill a blade.

"It's really impossible to save, so I just killed and eaten meat!"

Hang Xian raised the kitchen knife. It can also cut off a chicken head with one knife.

"Wait!"

The two gangs turned around and saw a monk with large and small bags on his back and a clay pot in his arms, walking over with a smile.

"The two of you, can you discuss how to sell this chicken to me?"

Fang Dou's gaze fell on the rooster on the ground. Braised **!

Bang Xian looked at each other and clearly recognized Fang Dou, the 'wine and meat monk' who just appeared in the ruined temple outside the city.

Fang Dou doesn't know yet, but he is already famous. His occupation of Guo San's ruined temple is a bold move in the eyes of outsiders.

In addition, Fang Dou usually pays attention to diet, mixes meat and vegetables, and is more particular than the landlord and wealthy, so he has the name of 'wine and meat monk'.

"Monk, if you want to buy this chicken, it's not cheap!"

The gangsters of the cockfighting hall are all famous rascals on the street, and they want to take advantage of this.

Gang Xian, holding a kitchen knife, said triumphantly, "Do you recognize this chicken? Hongyun Great General, famous far and near, all the men from all over the country have heard of it, emerge victorious in every battle, whoever bet against it Everyone has made a fortune!"

"That's it!"

The companions said, "There is a rich man in the next county who has a fifth taels of silver, and our shopkeeper is reluctant to sell it!"

One tael of silver, at least it can be exchanged for one thousand good money, fifty tael of silver is fifty thousand money.

This is the truth. The money that Hongyun Great General won for the cockfighting hall is more than this amount.

If it wasn't so badly injured that it could not be cured, it would still be the cash cow of the cockfighting hall.

Fang Dou laughed, "I bought broiler chicken, please give me a real price!"

The helpers have nothing to say, but anyone with two eyes will watch it This cockfighting cock will die soon, so you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense!

“Monk, how much did you pay?”

Fang Dou raised a finger.

"One hundred cents, a little less!"

The two gangs are really happy, and they have already calculated in their hearts that if they get fifty cents equally, they can go to the tavern and have a drink. pause.

"I said ten cents!"

"What?"

The gang with the kitchen knife was furious, "Ten cents, send beggars!"

He rolled up his sleeves and waved the kitchen knife in his hand, "Let's have fun, right? You don't want to leave if you don't write a hundred characters today!"

Fang Dou took a few steps back. , and put his hands together, "Donor, if you use a knife on the monks, the Buddha will be unhappy, and he will go to hell in the future!" .

"Ten pennies is too little!" Gang Xian muttered, still unwilling.

Fang Dou lifted the rooster, hissing, it was quite heavy, at least seven or eight pounds.

"Look, this rooster has bones all over its body, nothing to chew on!"

"Half of its body is chicken feathers and the other half is bones, so it can only be stewed in soup. It's gone!"

"The blood is drained, you are believing or not, the bones are black after stewing!"

"Fifteen cents, if you don't want to sell it , keep it for yourself!"

Fang Dou thought to himself, his eloquence is getting better and better.

It must be during this time that I often go to the city to sell rice and buy it, bargain with the merchants, and I have become more flexible in speaking!

It makes sense to help the idlers. They often go to the cockfighting hall, and there is no shortage of opportunities to fight their teeth.

Fifteen pennies is better than nothing, and I can still drink a meal of wine, but the meat slices have to be replaced with fragrant dried meat.

"Deal!"

Fifteen pennies, with three bad coins in it, and hand it over to Gang Xian.

The two gangs didn't take a closer look, they counted it a few times, and fifteen dollars was not much or not.

"Take the chicken!"

Fang Dou asked for a straw rope, tied the rooster, and carried it out of the city.

This purchase is a rewarding experience, and one day has passed unconsciously.

As dusk approached, Fang Dou finally came to the ruined temple where he was staying.

The broken temple has a main hall with clay statues enshrined on it.

The side halls on both sides, the south one collapsed, submerged in the rubble, and a lot of weeds have emerged from the rubble.

The side hall in the north is intact, and it is also the place where Fang Dou rests at night.

(end of this chapter)