Only then did the old man realize that business was coming to his door, and he quickly got up.
"How much do you want to sell for?" Hun Xiaotian asked.
The old man stretched out his palm in a panic.
"Ten...ten articles."
Seeing him shaking his head, the old man thought he was about to cum, so he immediately said: "Eight...eight articles."
No, the man shook his head again.
The old man felt a little embarrassed. He struggled a few times in his heart, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "Five coins can't be any cheaper."
Hun Xiaotian affirmed: "No, your chicken... is worth five ingots of silver."
"What?"
After saying that, regardless of the old man's surprise, he put five ingots of silver into his hand.
He mentioned the sick chicken, imitated the chicken seller, and showed off to Qin Liaozhi: "Look, this chicken has loose feathers on its wings, white skin and tender meat. It looks like a good chicken at first glance."
Qin Liaozhi burst out laughing. He was not praising the chicken's fighting power. He was clearly talking about a good dish. The chicken's feathers were loose, and he was afraid that they would be plucked out if they were boiled in water!
"What?"
Not only the chicken sellers, but also the guide was about to faint on the ground.
"This...what kind of look is this?"
Only the old man wiped the corners of his eyes: "Living Bodhisattva! This is the living Bodhisattva!"
Obviously, he didn't think that the sick chicken that had been hungry for several days could defeat the red-haired general who had killed a hundred chickens.
"Do you dare to fight?"
Hun Xiaotian was carrying the plague chicken, looking like he was showing off his power.
The crowd who were about to leave immediately became energetic again when they heard someone shouting, but when they saw the sick chicken in his hand, everyone started to curse.
"Are you here to fight the cocks? Or are you here to feed them?"
"Go away, where did you come from?"
"Hurry up and take it back, kill it and eat the meat. You can also give it a good time."
But Hun Xiaotian disagreed and said: "What do you know! This is the God of War of the Plague Chicken."
The crowd immediately burst into laughter, and someone said: "There is a plague chicken and a god of war, you must have drunk too much!"
Not only them, but Qin Liaozhi also pursed his lips and chuckled when he saw the serious look on his face.
A middle-aged man stood up next to the cockfighting ring. He had a golden pheasant feather in his head. He was obviously the dealer in charge of the cockfighting ring. He said: "Take it, if you dare to fight, you dare to take it."
He thought in his mind: If you have money but don't make money, you are really a bastard. Can this chicken beat the red hair? No one would believe it, so he continued:
"Brother, you look a little unfamiliar. I won't bully you. How about two hundred for you?"
There was another discussion among the crowd.
"So what if you lose a thousand for one? You will definitely lose."
"That's right, that's right."
Hun Xiaotian waved his hand and said: "Okay, it's up to you, I'll pay five ingots of silver."
After saying that, he turned around and asked the man: "Do you want to make a fortune?"
The man named He jumped up and said, "I'm not as crazy as you. I can still hear a sound when I throw it into the water."
"It's... boring."
The chicken-feather croupier smiled brightly, good guy, he is really a bit oily.
"Okay! Let's start the fight."
The croupier walked around with the gong in his hand, made a serious opening statement, and then struck the gong fiercely.
No matter how novice Hun Xiaotian is, he can see this simple ritual, so he throws his 'Plague Chicken' God of War into it.
Then he leaned close to Qin Liao's ear and murmured: "Do you want to eat chicken stewed with mushrooms?"
Qin Liao gave him a blank look and wanted to see how his plague chicken could defeat the spiritual beast.
The sound of the gong attracted many people to watch. After seeing the shivering sick chicken in the venue, they were all a little disappointed. Isn't this a waste of money?
The entry of a living creature alarmed the red-haired general, but after it flapped its wings twice, it walked away in a cooing manner. It glanced at the plague chicken with its eyes and lost interest, as if this creature even had its rations.
Neither deserves it.
The sick chicken felt its aura, fluttered a few times, and then hid in the corner without raising its head.
Seeing this, the croupier lit a short candle and sat back in his chair, waiting for the cashier. According to the rules of the cockfighting ring, when the red candle is burned out, the player who dares to fight will be directly declared the loser.
There were several more jeers from the crowd watching the battle.
"That's good. If you lose the money, you can still keep a bowl of chicken soup."
"Bah! The dog won't even drink the chicken soup."
"It's gone, it's gone."
Hun Xiaotian originally thought that there would still be some time before the candle burned out, but when he looked up, he saw that the candle was burning extremely fast, and most of it was gone in the blink of an eye. So he flicked his finger, and an invisible soul power sank into the body of the plague chicken.
The next moment, the sick chicken made a strange cry like a big brother, flapped its wings, and pecked at the red feather.
The red-haired general felt that his position was threatened, so he turned around and faced him.
For a while, the two chickens jumped up and down, fighting happily.
"Hey! It's amazing, that plague chicken can really fight."
"Good boy, I'm going to sit on a sickle and open my eyes."
"Interesting, interesting."
Chicken feathers were flying in the field, and after a while, the two 'shrew women' stripped each other naked.
Just when the two chickens were fighting evenly, a faint golden color appeared on the wings of the plague chicken general. The red-haired general immediately wilted, lowered his head and let the chicken peck him hard on the back.
Turning his head, he saw Qin Liazhi loosening his fingers and raising his eyebrows at Hun Xiaotian and snorted.
Hun Xiaotian slapped his forehead: Good guy, Ouyang Bo is in the sky, you want to know that the soft golden bird feathers are used by you like this, why are you still angry?
There was a clucking sound in the field. The plague chicken war god had won. It stepped on the body of the red-haired general, and the other paw was still kicking its chicken head. With that proud look, Hun Xiaotian became more and more excited.
He looks more and more like a big brother.
Bang!
"The plague chicken...the god of war wins."
The croupier announced the result listlessly. To this day, he still doesn't know how the sick chicken defeated the red-haired general. This guy was hard-won, but why was he pecked to death by a sick chicken?
The onlookers were all stunned, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses.
"Ju... actually won?"
"Oh my God! What did I see?"
"Who wanted chicken soup just now?"
"The one who opens his eyes should open them wider."
These people were all veteran gluttons in the cockfighting ring. They immediately reacted and surrounded Hun Xiaotian.
"Brother, I will give you one hundred taels to buy your disease...the Chicken War God."
"Go, go, I'll pay you one hundred and fifty taels."
"I'll pay two hundred taels."
Hun Xiaotian stopped everyone and said: "Everyone, please be patient. I have a hobby in cockfighting, and that is to drink a bowl of chicken soup after a fight, so this sick chicken will be used to stew soup soon."
Hearing what he said, everyone had a look of pain on their faces, but they listened to him again.
"Don't worry, everyone. I've observed it before. The chickens sold by that old man are all of the same breed. It's just that you didn't see it because of your poor eyesight before."
So, the crowd flocked to the timid old chicken seller.
A man who looked like a shopkeeper came over with two servants and bowed respectfully to Hun Xiaotian: "This young master, I would like to invite a few of you to the second floor for a chat. I wonder if the young master is willing to give me a favor.
"
Hun Xiaotian thought to himself, the real master is about to appear.
He only heard the guide surnamed He say in his ear: "That Benru girl is the queen of dice in Pandou City. She has never lost a game in her life, so... it's better not to go."
In his heart, he thought that winning the cockfight was nothing. Maybe he had used some trick. The girl was the god in his heart and could not be defeated.
"Oh? Lead the way."
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to agree so readily. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly made way for him.
All the gamblers on the first floor stopped, even the people who lost a lot of gold and silver were unconscious.
"What? Miss Benru is out of trouble?"
"Who are you, boy?"
"You just won a cockfight, is it worthy of a girl like this?"
"Let's go and have a look."
As soon as he entered the second floor, Hun Xiaotian's eyes lit up. A fair-skinned and plump woman was sitting at the other end of the long table. Not to mention how delicate and beautiful she was, her clothes were revealing and her fair breasts were ready to be taken off.
It has already stolen most of his eyeballs.
Qin Jiaozhi glared at him fiercely, his warning meaning unmistakable.
Before Hun Xiaotian could sit down, there were already crowds of people around. Of course, these thieves all fell into the snow-white plumpness.
Seeing that the real master had already sat down, the girl Benru said calmly and generously: "This little girl has seen the young master before and dares to ask him his surname."
"No……"
Before the word "dare to be" came out of his mouth, Hun Xiaotian felt a sharp pain in his waist, and Qin Jiaozhi pinched his tender flesh hard with two fingers.
"I don't dare to be...Li Chuanlai..."
Hun Xiaotian bared his teeth and said, he originally wanted to say that Li San was here, but that kid also had some reputation in the world, so he was afraid that he would be exposed.
"The young master has won a thousand taels in one go. It's not easy for a little girl to explain to the city lord!"
She frowned, pleased with her charm, and instantly captivated a large number of gamblers.
City Lord? It seems that you have come to the right place.
Hun Xiaotian spread his hands and said, "I'm going to apologize to Miss Benru now." This chapter has been completed!
