The store that made Bao'er stop is a pet bird.

The storefront is not large, but under the eaves, on the trusses, and between the branches, there are large and small bird cage bird racks, and pet birds such as parrots, larks, hibiscus, acacias, literary birds, thrushes, orioles, etc., are jumping around in it, or drawing water to feed, or singing loudly, a vibrant scene.

Zuo Yi leaned over and asked, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Bao'er hesitated, raised her little hand and said, "Dad, this little bird is so pitiful." ”

There was a sympathetic look in her eyes.

Zuo Yi looked in the direction of the little girl's finger and saw a small parrot standing on the bird's stand in the corner.

It was a beautiful budgie with yellow-green feathers, yellow and black pinstripes on its upper body, very bright in color, and a small silver chain tied around its left foot.

But the budgie was clearly in a very bad state of mind, and it looked like it was not chirping, not chirping or jumping, and trembling as if it would be planted from the trellis at any moment.

It's a stark contrast to the lively ones next to it.

Zuo Yi didn't know how Bao'er suddenly noticed this budgie parrot, he turned on his spiritual vision and glanced at it, nodded and said, "It's sick." ”

Not only is it sick, but they are already about to hang up!

In Zuo Yi's spiritual vision, the flame of life of this budgie was like a little spark in the wind, and it was very likely to be extinguished in the next moment.

"Hmm..."

Bao'er stared at it, biting her little finger, looking like she wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

Zuo Yi smiled slightly.

He was about to speak, but a hoarse voice came from next to him: "Little girl, your vision is so good, my parrot is not an ordinary tiger skin, but a native purebred from Australia, you see it is very beautiful, right?"

It was a dry old man who spoke, wearing a short riding coat in black cloth shoes, hunched back and squinting, and a smile that showed a shrewd and oily appearance, obviously the owner of this pet shop.

He noticed Bao'er's eyes just now, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, and hurriedly came up and flickered hard: "If you like it, you can take it home and raise it to play, and I will give you a bird cage!"

Woof!

Tyke, who was guarding Bao'er's side, barked suddenly, and his little eyes were full of ferocity: Look for death!

"Ahh

The old man in the horse coat who had just come over was suddenly startled, his face turned pale with fright, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

Almost fell.

When he saw clearly that it was actually a little milk dog that frightened him, his old face turned red again: "It's really..."

It's really a shame to be old.

Bao'er pulled the leash a little embarrassed and scolded softly, "Atai." ”

Tyke snorted twice, twisting his head and rubbing her little feet.

Zuo Yi smiled and asked, "Boss, how can you sell this budgie that can't survive tomorrow?"

"What do you call that!"

The old man in the horse coat had a purple face: "My parrot is still very clever, how can I not survive tomorrow..."

"Twenty, I want it. ”

Zuo Yi didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he directly offered the price.

In the past, Zuo Qingyun had raised two thrushes at home, so Zuo Yi would occasionally go to the flower and bird market to buy some bird food or something, so he knew a little bit about pet birds.

"Twenty?"

The old man in the horse coat had a purple face, as if he had suffered a great insult, and his voice was raised a lot: "Let me tell you, I am an authentic Australian native purebred, and I don't have this number..."

He shook his right palm at Zuo Yi, and continued: "Don't want to take it without this number!"

A pair of small eyes widened, the voice was sonorous and powerful, and the expression was iron-clad!

However, Zuo Yi was unmoved: "Then thirty, I don't want more, you can keep it for yourself." ”

This budgie belongs to the ordinary breed, and the normal price is only thirty or forty-one, and it has to be alive.

"You're really..."

The old man in the horse coat whispered angrily, shouting at the top of his voice: "Do you know how much my shop rents for a day?"

"Come on. ”

A middle-aged shopkeeper next door couldn't stand it anymore, pinched the tea jar and teased: "Boss Sun, people's eyes are open, don't think about fooling anymore, just make a move, you can't really keep the meal, right?"

He was a little disliked by the old man in the horse coat, so he seized the opportunity to taunt him.

In addition, it is really unsightly, anyone can see that this budgie is about to burp, and Old Man Sun is still holding back his strength to kill people, and it is not a valuable thing, it is simply too low!

"I'll leave it to you!"

The old man in the horse coat choked back, and said to Zuo Yi stupidly: "Fifty, I'll send you a bird rack." ”

A look that is too cheap for you.

In fact, that broken bird rack is not worth a few dollars.

But Zuo Yi didn't agree: "It's just thirty, if you don't sell it, I don't want a bird frame." ”

He just said that if you don't want to go over thirty, then of course you have to keep your promise - this is a matter of principle.

"You..."

The old man in the horse coat glared at Zuo Yi with a desire to split, as if the latter was his mortal enemy.

The air is frozen.

After a moment, he waved his hand hatefully and said, "Take it, take it!"

Zuo Yi is really ridiculous, dozens of things need to be negotiated with hundreds of millions of contracts.

It's all a good play!

Zuo Yi took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to pay for thirty yuan, and then took the sick budgie over.

The budgies did not resist at all.

The old man in the horse coat had sharp eyes: "Return the bird chain to me, this doesn't count!"

Zuo Yi shook his head speechlessly, took off the bird chain worth a maximum of one or two yuan and returned it to the other party.

The old man in the horse coat took the bird chain, glanced at Zuo Yi proudly, and was happy in his heart: Do you say you are stupid or am I stupid?

He just sold this budgie and didn't know what illness he had, he hadn't eaten or drunk for the past two days, as Zuo Yi said, it was very likely that he wouldn't survive tomorrow.

Now sold to Zuo Yi at the normal price, the old man spontaneously felt a sense of superiority in IQ.

The middle-aged shopkeeper next door took a sip of wolfberry tea in the tea jar, and looked at Zuo Yi like a fool: I knew that this bird was not good, but I actually paid for it!

Spoiling children is not like this, the parrot is dead, and the child must not cry to death?

I have to spend money to buy it again!

However, Zuo Yi didn't care about other people's eyes at all, he squatted down with the budgie in his left hand, and said to the little girl with a smile: "Dad bought it, can we take it home and raise it?"

"Ahh ”

Bao'er snorted softly, she stretched out her hand and carefully touched the budgie wings, and asked worriedly, "Dad, didn't you say that it was sick?

"No, I don't. ”

Zuo Yi shook his head: "Its disease, Dad can cure it." ”

As he spoke, the thumb of his right hand brushed over the budgie beak, and two faint bits of light flashed quickly from his fingertips.

Bao'er's eyes widened, staring curiously at the little parrot in Zuo Yi's hand.

As she watched, the budgie suddenly spread its wings.

Its originally dull eyes radiated with a bright and agile look, as if it had just been reborn, and its whole body exuded a strong vitality and vitality.

Fluttering!

When Zuo Yi opened his palm, the budgie immediately jumped upward.

It flew around Bao'er twice in the air with great joy, chirping, "Thank you, Bao'er!"

The voice is crisp and pleasant, and the words are round!

"Huh?"

Bao'er was dumbfounded, and asked in a daze, "You, how do you know my name?"

"Hee-hee!"

The budgie gathered its wings and landed steadily on her shoulder, erected its beautiful feathers, rubbed its head affectionately against her neck, and opened its mouth to say, "Guess, guess." ”

Bao'er was already fascinated by this little guy, and subconsciously shook her head and said, "I can't guess." ”

When!

The tea jar in the hands of the middle-aged shopkeeper next door fell to the ground, and tea mixed with wolfberries flowed everywhere.

But he was unconscious, and was stunned at this point.

And the old man in the horse coat was even more unbearable than the middle-aged shopkeeper, his pair of small eyes turned into goldfish eyes, the few muscles on his face twitched, and he was completely speechless when he opened his mouth.

Where is there still half a point of flickering success.

"This, this..."

He pointed to the budgie who was playing with Bao'er with a trembling finger, and his heart ached!

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The second is sent, where are the tickets?