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Chapter 51 Someone Wants to Eat Chicken Feather
"Boss, I want to finish all your leftover chicken and straw mushrooms, can I get a discount?"

It turned out that it was the chicken dealer who was smoking a cigarette in the morning. He also came to join in the fun and wanted to eat all the leftover chickens.

Kuang Dejun looked back at the remaining goods. There were more than a dozen native chickens and two baskets of straw mushrooms.

The chicken seller with a cigarette in his mouth said to the onlookers who were about to buy chickens: "No more, I have bought all the chickens, everyone leave!"

Kuang Dejun asked coldly: "50 yuan a catty, no price reduction, you want all of it?"

The man gritted his teeth and said, "I want them all."

Kuang Dejun said: "It's okay to ask for my native chicken, but you forgot one thing. You said in the morning that I sold a native chicken, and you ate all the chicken feathers. Now you only need to eat one chicken feather, and I will eat it." I'll sell you the native chicken."

He turned to Wu Jia and said, "Boss Wu, please pass me the feathers of my chicken, someone wants to eat chicken feathers."

Wu Jia felt a little guilty, it turned out that I was not the only one who wanted to eat chicken feathers.

The chicken seller blushed and scolded: "You are really sick, you take your jokes seriously. I will buy it for you at once, pay you, and you can go home. Why do you do this again. "

Kuang Dejun said to him: "A real man speaks without saying anything, and it's hard to chase after a horse. Do you understand the principle of being brave? If you don't want to buy it, just step aside and don't block other customers from buying local chickens." You're welcome to drive him outside.

"It's so arrogant, you boy wait." Obviously, the chicken vendor couldn't imagine that a wild boy from the countryside would dare to embarrass him in his territory.After saying this, he walked angrily towards the back alley of the market.

Kuang Defu was a little worried, and said to Kuang Dejun: "Junzi, it's almost sold anyway, let's go."

Kuang Dejun said to him, "Don't worry, we don't do anything illegal, and no one dares to do anything to us."

A few young men in black clothes and black mirrors entered the market from the back alley. The chicken seller with a cigarette pointed to the Kuang Dejun who was selling chickens and said, "Just that kid, brothers, beat him up, and brother at night." I invite everyone to dinner at Phoenix Restaurant."

The corner of Kuang Dejun's eyes signaled to Kuang Defu that he was optimistic about the goods, and the business continued, and he greeted him alone.

"You are a wild boy from the countryside, you dare to show your prestige in front of Brother Jiu in the old market in the city, hurry up, apologize to Brother Jiu, and I will let you go." A young man in his early twenties, but his forehead was empty, said the bald man.

"What's the matter with the people from the countryside? Which law stipulates that people from the countryside can't enter the city to do business. Besides, there are no country people who raise chickens, pigs, and vegetables. You drink the northwest wind every day, and you eat a fart." Kuang Dejun's tone was also You're welcome.

"This kid deserves a beating, brothers, go ahead and beat him up!" The bald man took a step forward and directed his fist at Kuang Dejun.

Kuang Dejun grabbed the opponent's fist with a hand, and with a little force, the bald head tore his teeth and mouth in pain: "Ah, ah..., it hurts, it hurts..."

The other kicked towards the lower body one by one, Kuang Dejun easily moved the bald head in one direction, and with a "bang", the opponent kicked the bald head to the lower end.

"Ah, Huaizi, why did you kick me?" The bald head was kicked again, his fist was held in the palm of the Kuangde army, and he couldn't move an inch.I also boxed in the old market, but today a country boy made myself ugly.

Kuang Dejun kicked the locust tree over with one kick, and the other two youths attacked him from behind, and he slapped him away. "Pa" The two of them were dizzy for a long time on the spot, with stars in their eyes, and they couldn't figure out the north and south for a moment.

"Ah, ah, let go, your palm is about to explode, let go, let go... Please!" Until the end, he begged Kuangde's army.

"You said, should I call the police?" Kuang Dejun asked the bald man.

"Brother, brother, it's not worth calling the police. We didn't do anything to you. Besides, we are the ones who suffer, not you." The bald man was still pleading.

"Go away, don't let me see you again." Kuang Dejun let go of the bald head, and several people got up and ran away in despair.

"Okay, little brother, it's a good job for you to vent your anger at these vendors in the chicken and duck market." Wu Jia whispered to him: "The chicken vendor Lao Jiu is the leader of the chicken and duck market, and he often relies on his relatives to be the market manager." , buy and sell by force here, if you don’t obey, you will call these rotten guys, set up other people’s stalls, or obstruct them from doing business normally.”

Kuang Dejun raised his head to look for the figure of the old nine, but saw that he had already slipped away without a trace.Kuang Defu is not worried about the victory or defeat of Kuang Defu's army at all. The bad guys who came back from Gangdong can't do anything to him, and the few loaches in the vegetable market are not weak enough for him to crush.

More than 50 native chickens and more than 200 catties of straw mushrooms are almost sold out, but there are still a steady stream of customers coming to buy them.Some were found by themselves after hearing from neighbors: "Where is the local chicken seller?" Some acquaintances brought them directly to their stalls: "Boss, I will bring a hot guy to buy local chicken from you."

Regardless of whether it is raw or cooked, customers will always hand over a bowl of chicken stewed straw mushroom soup before buying: "Try it, and buy it if you think it is good."

Wu Jia came over again and said, "Boss Kuang, give me a call. Your local chicken is so delicious, there must be many people who have tasted it and will come back again. I will introduce you to the business then."

Seeing his enthusiasm, Kuang Dejun added him on WeChat.Wujia Nickname: Nothing.He smiled when he saw it: "Brother Wu, you pluck your hair every day, but your WeChat account says you don't pluck a hair. It's interesting!"

"It's because I pluck a lot of hair that I got this nickname!"

"Young man, is your chicken soup really so delicious?" It was a kind old lady who spoke, she was neatly dressed, elegant, with a gentle voice.

Standing next to her were two middle-aged men, a man and a woman. The woman touched the old lady's arm and said, "Mom, you'll know if you try the local chicken soup he stewed on the spot."

Kuang Defu filled three small bowls of chicken soup from the pot and handed them to them.There is basically not much left in the pot.

The old lady took a sip gracefully, and quickly said to the middle-aged men and women beside her, "Wan'er, Yuanping, drink it quickly, it tastes really good, I have never tasted such fresh local chicken."

The middle-aged men and women bowed their heads and took a sip, and were immediately intoxicated by a strange fragrance, which tasted particularly fresh.Middle-aged men and women once ate puffer fish. The meat of puffer fish is delicious, white as milk, plump and delicious, it melts in the mouth, and it is absolutely wonderful.Now this local chicken can be said to be another kind of extreme delicacy. After chewing a few times, it is even more delicious and unforgettable.

"Young man, can you sell me all the leftover chickens and straw mushrooms?" The middle-aged man took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Kuang Dejun.

It turned out to be Huang Yuanping, the general manager of Huimin Supermarket, the woman was his wife Xie Tianwan, and the old lady was his mother.The three of them passed by the market and were attracted by the fragrance of chicken.

"The Huimin Supermarket I opened has now opened up a corner dedicated to selling native agricultural products. The higher the quality, the more popular it is. It will be better if the supply can be supplied stably for a long time." Huang Yuanping expressed his thoughts.

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