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Chapter 39 I don’t accept dead fish here

"How much, 50 million?"

"I have a biological mother. If Zhong Tao catches this turtle and sells it, won't he immediately gain wealth and freedom?"

"I want to correct the previous comment. Zhong Tao has had wealth and freedom from the moment he was born. According to his family's assets, he can buy a money turtle and make soup every day without feeling any distress."

"Isn't the problem that Zhong Tao is short of money now? With this money, the turtle will be stable. There is not much consumption in the village. With 50, it will not be a problem to stay in Taoyuan Village for the rest of his life!"

The audience was very excited, but Director Hu poured cold water on it: "Everyone, don't rush to be happy, there is no way to sell this thing. The wild three-line closed-shell turtle is a national second-level protected animal and is not allowed to be traded."

"By the way, this emerald green snake, which is what you call the little green dragon, is huge and looks good. However, the emerald green snake is also one of the three protected animals in our country and is not allowed to be sold."

This!
It lasted for a long time, and it was a fight between two nationally protected animals. It was a fight between gods in the true sense!

However, the novelty of fighting to protect animals is novel, but when they heard that the little green dragon and the money turtle could not be sold for money, some viewers became discouraged.

"Okay, little fox, you have nothing to do here, please step back."

"Next time when I call you, act more quickly. Don't keep us waiting!"

Seeing the comments from the audience, Director Hu rolled his eyes angrily and continued diving.

"Brother, save Xiaoqing!" Yaya saw Xiaoqing's struggle getting weaker and weaker, and her voice started to sound like crying.

Zhong Tao narrowed his eyes.

The two gangsters were fighting fiercely, blocking the road tightly.

Although Xiao Qinglong is now on the losing side, it will probably take some time to completely kill Xiao Qinglong.

I saw Zhong Tao suppressing his nausea, holding the turtle shell with one hand and seven inches of the snake with the other.

The slippery feel of the snake really made Zhong Tao feel unhappy.

But Zhong Tao knew that since there were snakes around Taoyuan Village, he would inevitably have to deal with snakes in the future. It would be better to overcome his disgust and fear of snakes as soon as possible.

"What is Zhong Tao doing? Is he trying to separate the three-line closed-shell turtle and the little green dragon?"

"If you pull it so hard, the snake's head will be ripped off directly."

"No, everyone, look carefully. Zhong Tao just held the turtle and snake firmly and did not pull them outward. Who can understand what he is doing?"

"Wait a minute, everyone, look. Damn it, the turtle shell is slowly opening!"

"What's going on? Is Zhong Tao so awesome?"

"I know, it was Zhong Tao who used his overlord's domineering energy to make the turtle and snake surrender to him and voluntarily give up the fight!"

The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Seeing the scene where Zhong Tao "succeeded in breaking up the fight", the audience was full of jokes and comments, except Director Hu's eyes widened.

"Zhong Tao held down seven inches of the little green dragon, making the little green dragon's struggle weaker. This made the three-line closed-shell turtle mistakenly think that the little green dragon had been pinched to death by it, so it let go of its shell!"

Director Hu was convinced.

Being able to come up with this kind of method to break up a fight requires not only a certain understanding of the habits of these two creatures, but also a flexible mind to learn and apply them.

It’s fun to watch Zhong Tao’s live broadcast!
Director Hu held his chin and said to himself: "Why don't you go to work tomorrow and continue watching Zhong Tao's live broadcast."

Seeing that the little green snake was out of trouble, Yaya breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Qing, don't hit the big turtle anymore, do you hear me?"

Yaya said to Xiao Qinglong seriously, and then she smiled at the three-line closed-shell turtle.

"I'm sorry, Big Turtle. I promise Xiaoqing will never make a mistake again."

Naturally, Xiao Qinglong and the three-line closed-shell turtle couldn't understand Yaya's call.

The little green dragon flicked its tail and fled away as fast as possible. The three-line closed-shell turtle raised its head and glanced at Yaya and Zhong Tao, then slowly crawled into the grass.

"Okay Yaya, let's continue on our way!" Zhong Tao clapped his hands and said.

After this small episode, Zhong Tao and Yaya no longer encountered any strange animals along the way.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Zhong Tao and Yaya finally arrived at the county seat.

Arrive at the county seat!

At this time, dusk is approaching, and the sky is dyed with a beautiful light golden halo.

Zhong Tao and Ya Ya wandered all the way, passing by the newly opened street stall night market and the noisy vegetable market. Finally, Zhong Tao and Ya Ya came to the parallel market.

The parallel market, as the name suggests, is a place where aquatic products are sold.

There are pools in front of the stalls here, and all kinds of parallel imports are displayed in glass jars in the pools.

Fish, shrimp, crabs and even water snakes, all common aquatic products on the market are available here, and wholesale is preferential!
Therefore, vendors often come here to purchase goods, and restaurant owners also like to come here to purchase goods.

When they first entered the parallel market, the camera carried by the program crew attracted the attention of many people, thinking it was for filming some food program.

In desperation, the cameraman changed the hidden shooting equipment, which did not cause too much trouble.

Zhong Tao took a look and finally stopped at a larger stall.

The stall owner is an old man in his 60s, holding his mobile phone with his eyes fixed on his phone, and the music of Doudizhu is playing on and off the phone.

From the corner of his eye, the old man saw Zhong Tao and Yaya walking to the stall. He only raised his head and then lowered his head.

Looking at the way Zhong Tao and Yaya were dressed, the old man concluded that these two people were villagers from a nearby poor village, so they had no enthusiasm for doing business and didn't even bother to say hello.

"Hey, this old man has a very standard image of a fishmonger, with his eclectic Mediterranean hairstyle, yellowed white vest, large flower pants, and blackened plastic slippers!"

"It's indeed quite typical, but this attitude is not very good. You don't even say hello when you see guests coming!"

"Some business traders like this. With this attitude, they don't know whether their stalls are making money."

"If you are well-dressed, people will be enthusiastic. Zhong Tao is wearing old clothes given by Chen Qiuxia. They are patched one after another. People, sometimes it is so realistic."

When the audience saw the boss's attitude, they couldn't help but complain.

"This is the attitude you should have towards Zhong Tao. It's best not to do business with him!"

The production team, whose eyes were so tired that their vision turned black, secretly thought to themselves.

Of course, they also knew that Zhong Tao would definitely be able to sell the fish today, and they thought so to relieve their anger.

However, the fish can be sold, and how much it can be sold for is also a key point.

If Zhong Tao encounters a shady boss, and he has no experience in bargaining and is taken advantage of at a low price, then the program team will feel better.

"Grandpa, we sell fish!"

Seeing that the old man was silent, Yaya asked politely.

"Selling fish?" The old man raised his eyes and said, "Where are the fish?"

"It's in the sack my brother is carrying!" Yaya said.

The old man sneered.

Carrying fish in a sack?
Are you making trouble with me here?

If the fish are not put into the water, there is only one possibility for putting them in sacks: these fish are all dead fish.

"I don't accept dead fish here." The old man refused directly.

"Grandpa." Yaya wanted to say something more, but Zhong Tao pulled her away and took her away.

Zhong Tao is too lazy to argue with this kind of stall owner.

(End of this chapter)