In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Chapter 22
"You said this egg is worth three pennies, so it is worth three pennies?"

The aunt crossed her hips and scolded her, with a disdainful expression on her face: "You have never seen the chickens of the county magistrate, how do you know that his chickens can't lay such eggs! Who would buy your eggs so precious! "

When Qian heard this, she became even angrier.

If this egg is not good, why did she choose it instead of other eggs?
Cheng Erlang was dumb-mouthed, his face turned red when he stood beside him.

He could only pull on Qian's sleeve, and hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, this is a regular customer who buys our things. It's just an egg. It's unnecessary. We still have so many, enough to sell for a lot of money."

Qian said relentlessly: "Then other people's eggs can compare with ours!"

The old lady yelled, and said with a sneer, "Is your egg still a golden egg? I'm here to buy things from you, and you have this attitude. I don't care about it. Who are you?"

The stall owners who joined in the fun at nearby stalls also laughed.

Ye Ning almost understood what was going on after listening for a few ears. This aunt wanted to buy all the white eggs, and wanted to bargain down to three Wen.

"Ma'am, it's not that we don't sell you, but you can see that we only have a dozen white eggs."

Ye Ning walked over with a smile, lifted the cloth covering the eggs, slowed down his voice, and said persuasively: "If you bought them all, wouldn't others be able to buy them? So we, each of us only I can buy two."

Qian's eyes widened in dissatisfaction.

My mother never said that!
Cheng Erlang breathed a sigh of relief when his wife came back, and quickly pulled his stubborn sister-in-law aside, leaving the home court to Ye Ning, and brought his daughter who was watching the fun outside.

Cheng Miaomiao poked his head out to watch the fun with relish.

At this time, there was a faint sound of bleating in her ears, and she didn't know where it came from. Her eyes wandered around unconsciously, and finally saw the furry in the gap between the stone slabs not far away. The little head popped out.

Its two little paws were pulling the slate, and its black peas were full of gloating.

Er... is this a mouse?

Cheng Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and slipped past from behind when the adults were not paying attention.

The old lady asked suspiciously, "Is it true?"

Her eyes looked back and forth at several people, and she always felt that they were collaborating to deceive her.

"My sister-in-law is just a little anxious, after all, there are only so many eggs."

Ye Ning smiled and took out a white and round egg, put it in her hand, and said, "Ma'am, you are also our old customer, and we won't lie to you, how about five cents for two?"

As he spoke, he stuffed an egg laid by an ordinary hen into her hand, and the feel of the two was completely different.

Holding the white egg is like holding a piece of white jade.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of touch is caused by eggs. The old lady swallowed her displeased words at first, her eyes suddenly changed when she looked at Baidan, and she said, "Xiaoye, I'm also taking care of your business. .”

"Yes, I know, the basket you are carrying now, ma'am, was made by Erlang."

"The workmanship of this basket is really good."

The carelessness in the old lady's heart gradually disappeared, and she turned to say: "Okay, bring me two white eggs, and eight ordinary ones."

"Alright, you keep these eggs away."

After receiving the eggs, the old lady gave Ye Ning seventeen coins, turned around and left happily.

Seeing that the matter was solved so easily, other people became very interested in the white eggs they brought out. If you come together, you buy two, and I bought two, and they sold out quickly.

Several of them were sold even with bamboo baskets.

No one noticed that Cheng Miaomiao quietly appeared on the opposite street. She was squatting on the ground and staring at the mouse, but it would be wrong to call it a mouse. No mouse has wings!

The little mouse wasn't afraid of her either, and bleated dissatisfiedly when she saw her blocking his view, and the mouse didn't bleat.

Those black beady eyes were full of accusation, as if she had delayed it.

Cheng Miaomiao glanced back, and found that what it was looking at was her own excitement: "..."

How angry, this is actually a mouse that can only watch fun.

What did it learn?

Forget it, let's try the illustrated book first to see if we can figure out what it is.

Cheng Miaomiao's thoughts moved slightly, and the illustrated book of the classics of mountains and seas turned into a golden light and flew out from between the eyebrows. At this moment, the little mouse froze in place in a daze, and she immediately grabbed its wings quickly.

The illustrated book suddenly turned up with a clatter, and finally stopped.

There are two words written at the top of the page - Yuniao.

[Host: Cheng Miaomiao (Mountain God)

Species: Housebird (newborn)

Features: It looks like a mouse with bird wings, and its sound is like a sheep, which can defend soldiers.

Status: Hunger and sluggish, slightly injured, domesticable (the power of the edible mountain god)]

Sure enough, it is a species in Shan Hai Jing again!
Cheng Miaomiao gasped in surprise: "Are you still injured?"

Yuniao didn't struggle, her little paws hugged her fingers, bleating softly.

Who made these people hate the mouse, it has wings and is not a mouse, they still yelled at it, if it didn't run fast, it would have died.

Cheng Miaomiao puffed her cheeks and said, "You deserve it."

She stretched out her finger to poke it on the forehead, pointing and saying: "You should hide, instead of running out to watch the excitement like now, and watching it with great interest!"

Yu Niao looked at her eagerly.

At this moment, someone from behind suddenly patted Cheng Miaomiao on the shoulder and asked, "Little girl, why are you squatting here talking alone, where are your parents?"

Cheng Miaomiao was startled, and quickly tucked Yu Niao into his sleeve.

When she turned around, she saw the person patting her shoulder. This person grinned his yellow teeth and his eyes were narrowed into slits. This is a short, middle-aged man. His smile made people look a little uncomfortable.

Huang Fang glanced at her sleeve, and continued to ask with a smile: "Why are you squatting here by yourself? Let's talk to Uncle, too. Uncle is also very curious, are you looking at ants?"

The tone sounded very familiar, as if the two knew each other.

As he said that, Huang Fang still wanted to reach out and pinch her face.

Cheng Miaomiao frowned tightly, stepped back a few steps, stared at him vigilantly and said, "I don't know you, why should I tell you what I'm doing."

"Yo, the little girl has quite a temper."

Huang Fang laughed, and reached out to grab her arm.

Seeing this, Cheng Miaomiao's eyes widened immediately, and without thinking, he took out the bird in his sleeve and threw it at him, shouting: "Come on, someone wants to eat a child!"

Yu Bird screamed terribly.

"Mea—!"

(End of this chapter)