Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 671
The overly excited man didn't notice the playful and murderous look in Mu Xiang's eyes after he lowered his head.

"How about this, let me play a game with you. If you become addicted, the jade will belong to you, but if you lose, you will have to keep something from you. Do you dare to bet with me?"

Mu Xiang said with a smile on her face, with such a relaxed tone, one could not help but suspect that what she asked for from that man must be irrelevant, or... was it his torn clothes?

The thin and tall man didn't expect that the slender woman in front of him actually wanted to bet with him.

He's been around the corner of the north gate for a long time, not to mention how superb his gambling skills are, but would he be afraid of dealing with an unremarkable little girl?

"Just gamble, I'm afraid you can't afford to lose!"

"Oh? Just don't ask, what do I want from you?" Mu Xiang smiled harmlessly.

This person is not stupid, so you can't leave a clue in what you say, it's better to say it clearly, "Then you say, as long as it's in your body, I dare to bet with you, but whether you can win is another matter." , little girl, don't talk too much, leave yourself three points in everything!"

Mu Xiang still smiled, "I don't need to keep three points, because my land is still my land, and you are not even qualified to take a look at it. Tell me, what is the comparison?"

Hearing this tone, He An and Yan Zhong turned to look at her at the same time.

Princess princess hey!Don’t make people feel bad, they gamble in all kinds of ways, even if you know one of them, you may not be able to win all of them. In case someone picks a special betting method, you have never heard of it, you have never seen it, see How do you step down!

The others gasped.Such an arrogant, ignorant tone of voice, if she wasn't really proficient in this way, then she would be bragging to the sky.

The thin and tall man was very angry with her, "Stop talking nonsense, see the truth, I will bet on cockfighting with you, I have a golden feather rooster myself, you can pick any one from the chicken vendor next to you, and you will bring it to you if you win." He divides the lottery, and if he loses, he keeps the chicken money!"

When Mu Xiang heard the gambling method he said, she almost didn't laugh out loud.

If I knew it earlier, I would have brought the golden pheasant at home. All the chickens here are not its opponents, and they must be invincible.

Mu Xiang didn't speak, nor refused, but walked to the chicken vendor.

Behind the vendor, there were three wooden coops, all of which were Qing Yigong's roosters. Even if they were not in the cockfighting arena, the chickens kept together would still gather together to fight.

One by one, they raised their necks and shook their cockscombs, and whoever saw that they were not pleasing to the eye wanted to take a bite.

Some of them are often aggressive at first glance. The hair around the neck is gone, and only the red hair on the top of the head is left, which looks very funny.

If there is a fight, there will naturally be death. Dead chickens should not be wasted. If there is still a sigh of relief, the chicken dealer, with a knife in his hand, bleeds first, then hangs them upside down, and sells dead chickens, the price will be much cheaper .

Magpie looked at the group of red-eyed chickens, but she wasn't afraid. If a poor family didn't raise a few chickens, she would kill them at a young age, and she didn't even blink her eyes when she wiped the chickens' necks.

But she has a question, "Since the chickens are put together, they will fight, why not separate them, so that so many chickens don't have to die!"

The vendor laughed dryly, "You layman, of course you don't know the way of cockfighting, then, here is this one for you, look at its fur, look at its claws, and its eyes, the best cock in my place , count it!"

He didn't answer the question raised by the magpie, anyway, they are not serious cockfighters, just grab one for them.

But the chicken he fished out, anyone with a discerning eye can see the trickiness in it.

If the tall and thin man wins, he won't get a share of the money, he only has money for a fighting cock.

He never thought that these few outsiders could win the bet. The tall and thin guy does have a precious chicken. He carries it with him every day, but he doesn't often take it out to fight with others.

The chicken is his treasure, and he can only take it out as a last resort.

Mu Xiang didn't look at the short-sighted boss at all, and only said: "Since it's fighting cocks, it's natural to put them in a cage and let them kill each other. It is the weak, the price of the strong is very different from the price of the weak, everyone wants to buy the strongest chicken, not a defeated chicken!"

The magpie was explained by her like a tongue twister, and she only understood half of what she said.

But the chicken seller understood, and for the first time looked at Mu Xiang squarely, "Your honored guest has some knowledge, since your honored guest doesn't like the chickens picked out for you by the villain, then may I ask... which one do you like?"

The tall, thin man behind was already impatient with waiting, "Women are just moji, just pick a chicken, you can just grab one and you're done, you need mother-in-law, can't you figure it out for a long time?"

Mu Xiang bent her waist and turned her head, her eyes were as cold as frost, "If picking a chicken is the same as picking you, I naturally don't have to hesitate!"

This... the thin and tall man didn't understand what it meant.

But some people understood, and among them was Zhao Wang who heard the movement and came to find out.

Mu Xiang continued to choose her dick unhurriedly. He An knew that the jade was not an ordinary product, and was afraid that she would lose, so he came up to help her with an idea, "Since you want to compete, then we must win, or we must choose How about this one, it is the biggest and has the longest legs, or this one? Look at its neck, it is as straight as a shovel handle, and it is very energetic."

Mu Xiang ignored his nagging, looked at all the chickens in several cages, and finally landed on the innermost corner, the darkest corner.

There squatted a chicken with long white hair.

Its white chicken feathers are not shiny at all, and they are gray and decayed, and the comb on the top of its head is drooping weakly, like a sunflower that has been sunburned.

Mu Xiang will notice it, not because of its white hair, but because it is the most calm among the group of high-spirited and aggressive little roosters, even if two roosters have already fought behind it, it will just He glanced lazily, then continued to narrow his eyes and shrink his head.

"I want it!" Mu Xiang's voice was loud and determined.

The vendor looked at the rooster it was pointing at, and smiled maliciously, "Young lady, you have really good eyesight, and this white rooster is unique here, but if you buy it, I can only sell it to you for a price. I don’t want any money from you, but the price of the chicken has to be raised, and you have to pay me two cents!”

(End of this chapter)