In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 127 Invitation

"Sold for 50 taels!"

Even a chicken that has already been bled can sell for 50 taels of silver. If Li Hu didn't sell it, he would be a fool. Fearing that Cui Mang would change his mind, he hurriedly agreed.

Thus, the Bloodfeathered Chicken carcass, now only half its original size, was also handed over to Cui Mang.

At this point, the fate of the five Bloodfeathered Chickens was settled.

Li Hu was in high spirits after successfully selling the blood-feathered chicken for a high price. He poured tea for Cui Mang and Zhang He with a beaming smile.

Cui Mang and Zhang He were also in good spirits. For a mere hundred taels of silver, they had the opportunity to break through to the seventh rank of martial arts, and this expenditure was completely worthwhile for them.

Therefore, when they accepted the tea from Li Hu, the smiles on their faces never stopped.

"Master Li."

Zhang He took a sip of tea and asked, "I wonder if there will still be Blood Feather Chicken available in the future?"

Although the Blood Feather Chicken was effective, Zhang He felt that two Blood Feather Chickens might not be enough for him to break through to the seventh rank. He was eager to obtain more Blood Feather Chickens.

"Maybe yes, maybe no!"

Li Hu said ambiguously, "As you both know, the Blood Feather Chicken is such a unique breed that it is extremely difficult to obtain. I don't know if I can get one again!"

After saying that, Li Hu added, "But don't worry, both of you, I will definitely notify you as soon as I get a new Bloodfeather Chicken!"

Hearing this, Cui Mang and Zhang He were both relieved. Li Hu's words meant that he had a way to obtain Blood Feather Chickens, and the two of them had a good chance of continuing to buy Blood Feather Chickens from Li Hu.

Soon after, Cui Mang and Zhang He, eager to enjoy the blood-feathered chicken, left satisfied.

After the two left, Li Ying finally spoke up, "Dad, didn't we sell it for a bit too much?"

"Expensive? Not expensive at all!"

Li Hu laughed and said, "Cui Mang and Zhang He have been stuck at the eighth rank for a long time. For them, breaking through to the seventh rank is the most important thing. They have spent a lot of money on this, but they have not been able to break through yet! At this time, the Blood Feather Chicken that can help them break through is worth at least 100 taels each, let alone 50 taels each. They would probably have to grit their teeth and buy it."

Li Hu was well aware of a martial artist's desire to break through to a higher realm. Just like him before, he thought about how to break through to the seventh rank day and night, but he kept failing!

At this time, the Blood Feather Chicken, which can help people strengthen their blood and qi and break through to the seventh rank, appeared. It is no exaggeration to say that at that time, even if Chen Dao offered 50 taels of silver for one chicken, Li Hu would probably have bought it without hesitation, let alone 20 taels of silver.

Cui Mang and Zhang He's mindset is not much different from Li Hu's mindset before.

"That makes sense, but..."

Li Ying's usually heroic brows furrowed, and he said, "If Master Cui and Master Zhang knew that we only paid 20 taels of silver for the Blood Feather Chicken, would they be angry with us for it?"

"will not!"

Li Hu said firmly, "My daughter's mind is still too naive. She thinks that making 30 taels of silver from a single blood-feathered chicken makes her a heartless merchant, but in fact..."

No businessman is without cunning; without sufficient profit, why would Li Hu become a businessman?

Cui Mang and Zhang He must have understood this principle, so when Li Hu quoted the price of 50 taels, they had no objections and agreed after a little consideration.

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Just as Li Hu was selling chickens, Chen Dao and his group's donkey cart, already loaded with daily necessities such as grain, salt, and cloth, stopped in front of Baicaotang.

Chen Dao no longer needs to buy blood-clotting fruit from Baicaotang, but he still likes to stop at Baicaotang for a while every time he enters the city.

"This door looks like it's been knocked down?"

Looking at the somewhat damaged gate of Baicaotang, Chen Dao pondered for a moment before entering Baicaotang.

Inside Baicaotang, the shopkeeper Su Shihua was dozing off behind the counter, while Su Qiaoxi sat on a small stool, her face pale.

"Miss Su."

Chen Dao called out softly, and Su Qiaoxi immediately woke up. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Chen Dao.

Immediately, her gaze settled on the little round figure on Chen Dao's shoulder.

"Little round!"

Su Qiaoxi stretched out her hands, and Xiao Yuan, who was already very familiar with her, immediately jumped off Chen Dao's shoulder and was held in Su Qiaoxi's arms, whimpering happily in her embrace.

At this moment, Su Shihua also woke up from his dozing state and looked at Chen Dao, saying, "Young friend Chen, you've arrived?"

"Manager Su."

Chen Dao smiled and nodded, then said, "I heard that the county town was hit by a disaster a while ago. Are you all alright?"

Upon hearing this, Su Shihua couldn't help but recall the commotion caused by the refugees a few days ago, and said with lingering fear, "It's nothing."

Su Qiaoxi's face turned slightly pale as she recalled the harrowing events of the previous night. That night, Su Qiaoxi almost thought she was going to meet with disaster, but fortunately... no refugees rushed into Baicaotang in the end.

Even so, Su Qiaoxi, who was frightened that night, was filled with fear and couldn't sleep for several nights in a row, for fear that the chaos that broke out that night would be repeated.

"It's okay!"

Chen Dao noticed the two men's pale faces. He knew very well that Baicaotang, which was closer to the North Gate, must have been affected by the influx of refugees into the city that day. Even if no one was seriously injured, they must have been frightened.

However, Chen Dao didn't continue talking about this matter. Instead, he sighed and said, "This world is too chaotic! Nowhere is safe!"

Upon hearing this, Su Shihua quickly nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes! In this world, I really don't know what's wrong with it. Everywhere there are refugees who can't survive and are willing to risk their lives!"

Having lived most of his life, Su Shihua was very clear about the changes in the world. When he was young, the Xia Kingdom was still peaceful and the society was well-ordered.

As he grew old, the world became increasingly chaotic, and even the county town was overrun by refugees, becoming an unsafe place.

"I don't know..."

Chen Dao pondered for a moment and then said, "Shopkeeper Su, have you ever thought about moving to another place to live?"

"Change a place?"

Su Shih-hua paused for a moment, then asked, "Where to?"

"Our Chenjia Village."

Chen Dao said that there are no doctors in Chenjia Village. When villagers get sick, they can only rely on themselves to tough it out. If they can tough it out, they will be fine. If they can't tough it out... then they can only be buried.

This is also why there are very few elderly people in Chenjia Village, and why Chen Dao suddenly had the idea to invite Su Shihua to live in Chenjia Village.

An experienced doctor is a rare and valuable asset in this era. If Su Shihua could stay in Chenjia Village for a long time, it would be a great thing for Chenjia Village!

"Chenjia Village?"

Su Shihua frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't remember where Chenjia Village was, so he asked, "Is there something special about this Chenjia Village?"