"The one in charge, I want the one in the corner."
Yue Guanchao put away the tiger charm, pointed at the dark corner and said.
The middle-aged man picked up his bag and took the fighting cock out of the kiln in the direction he pointed. He held it under the candlelight and saw that it was a golden pheasant with a sparse tail and only a few black feathers. The whole body was black and burnt. Like, the beak is golden and beautiful, but it's just not polished and sharp. No matter how beautiful it is, it's just a showpiece.
"This...brother, I think you are also a good man. This Golden Pheasant is not a good thing. It is put into the field and its tail is burned without moving it. It is still a sick boy. If you choose it, you will just wait. Just pay for it, but don’t blame me for not reminding you.”
The gamecock he selected would definitely not be changed again. He nodded to the person in charge and said, "I understand. I am willing to admit defeat. It is a bet anyway. Why not choose the least likely one? Maybe you will win."
"Well, I wish you good luck and good luck."
Yue Guanchao paid a piece of gold and took the black-haired golden pheasant from the shopkeeper's hand. Everyone saw that he chose such a thing, and they didn't quite understand.
Tang Dayang had a look of disgust on his face: "Brother Yue, you are so open-minded and have such a bad taste in choosing chickens. I heard that these golden pheasants are all useless bastards."
"Whether it's a bastard or not, you won't know until you get on the field. Everything depends on its own destiny. Anyway, it will be dead if it fails."
When Yue Guanchao said this, the eyes of the black golden pheasant suddenly shot out, and then immediately returned to normal.
"Excuse me, please stay. I want to compete with your chicken."
Yue Guanchao saw that Shengjia wanted to leave, so he quickly stopped him. The old man lowered his head to see the black chicken he had chosen, and couldn't help but sneered in his nose: "Brother, if you want to fight, you have to choose something good. You choose something like this." You are a bastard, a cock like me can’t win, it’s not appropriate, brother, it’s really inappropriate.”
"Brother, you don't have to worry about this. I'll bet twenty dollars. If you win, you can take it all. How about that?"
Yue Guanchao said these words very openly. The old man looked up at him. Ordinary people would only bet money on cockfighting with copper coins. It was indeed rare to directly bet dozens of dollars. He glanced down at the black chicken as if he was suffering from the plague. He was obsessed with money. nodded.
"Okay, I'm willing to admit defeat."
After that, the boy cleared the place for them. The opponent's fighting cock was as big as a poodle, with bright red combs, bright green and black feathers, and a particularly fluffy and high-spirited tail. Even the beak and claws were extremely sharp, making him look like a chicken general!
On the other hand, Yue Guanchao's black golden pheasant is indeed about the same size, but it has no crest and no tail. It stands on the ground tremblingly with its eyelids drooping, like an old man in his dying years. When the wind blows, he can't wait to fall. Compared with that old man Compared to my brother's rooster, I feel like I am overestimating my capabilities.
Everyone had only seen two roosters fighting each other. Wherever they saw sick young chickens, they would come to join in the fun. The moment they saw the black golden pheasant, boos resounded throughout the tent. This move made the old man feel a little prouder, and he puffed up his chest proudly.
Now that he is on the field, there is no reason to go back on his word. The guy blew the bronze whistle. Yue Guanchao picked up the long-haired pole and stood aside. This rooster may have never seen such a sickly golden pheasant. I don’t know if it was a deception. Not daring to step forward, he tilted his head and blinked with dark eyes, and pawed at the ground.
"General Chicken, hurry up. You are my God of Wealth. If you really want to earn twenty oceans this time, I will find you a little hen to make you happy. You should give it to me." Such a sick seedling will be pecked to death in just a few bites."
This old man was jealous of the ocean watching the tide, and urged the rooster to exert its strength. I wonder if the chicken general understood the words, and instantly fluttered his strong wings, raised his neck and roared with a noisy throat, and pounced on it, just like a wild wolf that saw its prey and opened its mouth. Just peck the golden pheasant's head.
This scene caused everyone to become noisy. They were not afraid of the trouble. They shouted for the golden pheasant to run away, but their faces looked like they were gloating about the misfortune.
Yue Guanchao saw that the roosters had already run over, but the golden pheasant still looked lost and had no confidence in him. He thought to himself that maybe he had thought too much, that this was a plague chicken, and the twenty yuan was just thrown out to listen to the noise.
Seeing the rooster opening its sharp beak to peck him, the golden pheasant blinked its eyelids a few times, put down its lazy attitude and widened its eyes. Its agate black eyes suddenly shone brightly, and it barked at the galloping rooster. This cry was so loud. , even in a noisy tent, it is clear and high-pitched, and the hearts of those who listen to it are trembling.
With just one sound, the rooster, which had been so majestic just now, froze on the spot, straightened its legs and feet, and fell to the ground with a thud.
call!
When the young and old men present saw this scene, no one dared to breathe loudly. They only heard the hissing in the air and took several breaths of cold breath.
This rooster has defeated many opponents. If it had been pecked to death after one or two blows, it would have been considered a hero among chickens. But now that it was frightened to death by a golden pheasant, it was more or less a coward.
"Chicken General, my Chicken General."
The man was so frightened that he jumped into the fence, thinking that his fighting cock had passed out, but those present understood that his legs were straight and that he was probably hopeless.
"Hey, if you really can't be greedy for money, my brother will not show his face. I am willing to admit defeat."
This old man was able to train a chicken general, so he was considered an open-minded person. It was his greed for money that led to this outcome, so he had nothing to complain about because of him, so he hurriedly handed over the money in his hand.
"What the hell is this bastard chicken? If it can roar a chicken to death, I don't believe in it. I'm here to learn about it."
