"There are 490 eggs in total. Please have a look."

"Will you come here tomorrow?"

John asked.

"In addition to eggs, do you need any other products?"

If she could sell more than eggs, she would be very happy.

"We also need a dozen chickens."

John replied.

"Many people in our village raise chicken. What is your price?"

Celia thought that it was a frail deal. Although the villagers raised chickens to get eggs and sell the eggs for money, if John could give her a good price, she believed that the villagers would be willing to sell the chickens.

"Usually, we give 12 dollars per chicken, but I will give you 12.5 dollars per chicken. What do you think? But each chicken weighs at least 2.5 kilo."

John said.

"Mr. John, this is very nice of you to do this."

Celia had never thought that the chicken would be so expensive. The price he offered wa

uarantee that you will be able to get out of the jail in three or five days."

She was a smart enough.

"Celia, how dare you."

He believed that there was nothing Celia couldn't do.

"Too late, three, two..."

Before she uttered the last number, Sharon got off the motorcycle meekly.

"Do you want to leave me alone here?"

"This is my motorcycle. You asked me to take you to the street, but you didn't ask me to take you back home. Besides, I was in a bad mood and didn't want to give you a ride. You have to find a way yourself."

Celia started her motorcycle, leaving Sharon behind who was waving his hands.

"Celia Tang..."

"Woman's heart is so difficult to guess."

Looking at Celia's back, Sharon felt frustrated as he had never imagined that he would be abandoned by a girl. However, he felt that Celia's personality was somewhat identical to his.