"Give one..."
"I want this one..."
"You didn’t feed this chicken this morning, did you?" soone asked.
"I didn’t feed it specially. If you don’t believe , you can check when you slaughter it later. I wouldn’t say absolutely, but most of their stomachs are flat, and the chickens from my ho are well-raised, almost producing an egg every day. See, there are fresh eggs in that cage..."
With An Dafu’s explanation, soone peered into the cage, and sure enough, there were still eggs in there.
Moreover, so chickens have strings of eggs inside their bellies, so even unripe.
These days, most families raise chickens primarily for eggs, and it’s rare to see chickens that lay eggs daily; even every two days would be considered high output.
Old chickens that can’t lay eggs are usually the ones sold, and finding ones in their laying period is indeed a rarity.
Soone else said, "My chicken has no hard-shell egg inside; it must have laid it in the cage. You should at least compensate with one!"
Good business follows harmony, and An Dafu is happy to earn money while keeping a smiling face. But that doesn’t an he’s willing to take this loss.
An Dafu, being clever, picked up an egg, wrapped it in a small piece of torn cloth, placed it on the scale’s hook, weighed it, and added the weight to the chicken for the pricing.
That person’s face turned green imdiately, "How... how can the egg be priced the sa as the chicken?"
Although eggs are sold individually, they can’t be worth a chicken’s price, even if they’re two coins each.
An Dafu said, "Those who buy egg-bearing chickens also pay for them by weighing the at inside the belly."
"Forget it, I don’t want the egg, let’s just leave it as is," the person waved their hand, picked up the cleaned chicken, and left.
Then soone else said, "I clearly bought at, but if I’m paying at prices for the eggs inside, won’t I be losing out?"
An Dafu wasn’t upset, "This older sister looks like a straightforward person. You should also know, we don’t compare with others, but most of the chickens you bought before were mostly old ones that couldn’t lay eggs, right?"
Seeing the older sister nod, An Dafu continued, "Chickens are just like people. Even old n in their fifties want to marry young, pretty girls. Don’t we want to eat young chickens too? Who wants to eat old chickens that can’t even lay eggs?"
These young and strong chickens are all carefully raised; whatever you buy, eggs or no eggs, you won’t be losing out."
In an instant, everyone’s mind conjured two images—one of the old hag with leathery skin that could squash a mosquito, the other of a beautiful young maiden.
These images contrast sharply with the two types of chickens An Dafu described, causing many people to shake their heads repeatedly.
Using this opportunity, An Dafu advertised himself, "Folks, don’t miss out. Once you pass this village, there won’t be another shop like this. If conditions allow, you can buy several and raise them at ho. Kill one whenever you want to eat, ensuring you get healthy chickens that make you strong, smart chickens that make your children exceptionally clever..."
Around the corner, Wen Jing walked behind Sikong Wuyou, explaining the situation he had already investigated, "Sir, this is the marketplace, mostly farrs trading their goods..."
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