"It's good to be old." With the guidance of a man in black, Li Feng secretly walked into the courtyard surrounded by green trees like a refreshing autumn breeze.

If he remembers correctly, almost all the people who live in this section of the West Ring Road are either rich or expensive, and those who have independent large courtyards have even more status, because these ancient houses with cool winters and cool summers are no longer just money that can be bought, what is the identity of this old man.

Li Feng couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"Little brother, you're here." The old man was walking with birds in the courtyard, and when he heard Li Feng's arrival, he was shocked, and he couldn't help hanging up the birdcage, turned around and opened his mouth with a little nervousness.

"Old age, Brother Zhang has no hope, he has cured the golden-headed general." The man in black may have seen the old man's attention to the golden-headed general, so he hurriedly echoed it and said softly.

"Really!?" The old man's eyes opened, a little incredulous, he had been playing with crickets for many years, and naturally knew how badly his golden head was injured at that time, and the reason why he gave it to Li Feng to try before was that he lost his sense of proportion for a while, and then he actually didn't have much hope.

Who knows, the young man in front of him was brought back for just two days, but he really cured the golden head?

"Quick, show me!"

The old man came over and took Li Feng's cricket pot, and sure enough, a big cricket with a golden head and a long breath was barking inside, this big guy who recognizes people and is full of spirituality, isn't it his heart and liver treasure golden head.

"Haha, that's right, it's okay, it's really good, as soon as I hear this angry scream, I know that the golden head is fine." The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and when his eyes fell on Li Feng again, it was completely different.

His eyes were full of appreciation and peace.

"Little brother, I am a man of my word, I owe my little brother a favor for this matter, you can take this business card, if there is something, you can find me." Although the old man is nearly seventy years old, he said this very domineeringly.

When Li Feng was secretly talking, he couldn't help but feel a trace of surprise in his heart, he didn't expect that there would be a surprise harvest from this accident, he took the business card, this business card is very ordinary and ordinary.

Only the name of the old man was printed on it, and there was a special plane number, but the more ordinary and inconspicuous it was, the more Li Feng felt that the old man in front of him was unfathomable.

"Come, little brother, come and sit down and taste my Pu'er." The old man greeted him in a good mood, and he looked at the golden-headed general who was more energetic than before, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became.

Li Feng took a sip slightly, and suddenly felt a stream of water pouring into his stomach, and then a heavy fragrance slowly rose in his mouth.

He has drunk a lot of Pu'er, but it is the first time he has seen such a charm, and he will know if it is ordinary when he tries it.

Tsk, the life of a powerful person is indeed good, after thirty years of tea, Li Feng woke up to his other purpose; Old age is worthy of being a figure, and he soon found out that Li Feng seemed to have something.

"Little brother, what do you want to say?"

"That's the case, old man, I came here this time, and I also brought a cricket raised from my hometown......" Speaking of this, Li Feng smiled embarrassedly, and paused before saying: "The kid's hand has been a little tight recently, I don't know if the old man can give me an eye to see how much this cricket is worth." ”

"Oh?"

"Look at my memory." The old man patted his head and said with a smile: "I almost forgot that my little brother has raised insects for generations, since you brought insects, it is just right, let my old man open his eyes, I can't raise insects, but if you estimate the price, you have indeed found the right person." ”

"Well, this is it." Li Feng reached into his pocket and took out the crickets he had raised once.

Carefully speaking, the fighting crickets that have only been raised once are not as good as the old golden-headed general in terms of size alone, but they are very good.

You must know that ants can grow abnormally a few times when they are raised once, and that is only because ants are small, but crickets are different.

"I call it a dumb head." Li Feng smiled modestly.

"Dumb green head, good, it's really a superb big green head." The old man was quickly attracted by the appearance of Dumb.

I have to say that with his eyes that have been immersed in this kind of vision for many years, he can see at once that this guy Li Feng took out of the pouch can definitely be ranked as a first-class fighting cricket.

It's just that he has seen a lot of scenes in the old man, although first-class fighting crickets are rare, but they are not nothing, compared to the green-headed dumb himself, the old man is more concerned about Li Feng actually hiding a superb fighting cricket in his pocket.

Sure enough, it is a family of insect breeders, and they are not afraid of the baby slipping away.

"Let me see, you sit down first." The old man took the microscope, took the nickname, measured the weight of Dumb, Zuihou looked left and right, and even picked a cricket from the multiple cricket rack basins in his courtyard and fought with Dumb.

Li Feng watched from the sidelines, old and skillful manipulation, and couldn't help but sigh, there are really any hobbies in this world, and a single insect can play so many tricks.

It wasn't until a while that the old man came back to his senses, and his expression was a little solemn: "Little brother, are you really going to be dumb?" ”

"Yes." Li Feng was slightly frightened by the old man's cautious appearance, but he still insisted.

In the eyes of the elderly, Dumb may be one in a hundred, but in his Li Feng's hands, he can almost do as much as he wants.

What's more, Dumb, who has only been raised once, has only established a certain level of intimacy with him, and has not yet been converted into loyalty, so he has nothing to reluctant.

"Little brother, let's put it this way, I have to say that I almost lost my eyes just now, you stupid, you are not an ordinary top-notch fighting cricket." The old man put down the tool and sighed a little.

"Oh, how do you say that in old age?" Li Feng complied, he raised it himself, and he naturally knew that it was not an ordinary fighting cricket.

"How to say it, fighting crickets, you should understand, the general fighting crickets, that is, we select from the cricket dealers to have the potential to become fighting crickets, and then after twenty or thirty days of kung fu feeding training, until this step, can really be called fighting crickets."

The old man took a sip of tea slightly, and continued: "But fighting crickets are also divided into three streams, fighting crickets, first-class fighting crickets, and the congenital fighting cricket king, also known as the fighting cricket prime minister.

And the weight of your green-headed dumb man, although it can't be included in the king of fighting crickets, it has a potential recess. ”

"Hidden?" Li Feng said curiously.

"Yes, it's the hidden, and this hidden is the king of the battle of the peers." The old man said in an accentuated tone: "If you didn't look away just now, you dumb, its value is far more than your shot, and it can bring you more, I understand what I said?" ”

Li Feng shook his head and couldn't help but say: "Old man, although my family has been raising insects for generations, my generation doesn't know much about insects, and my family's rules don't allow me to get involved in insect fighting. ”

In order not to divulge the secret, Li Feng could only continue the lie.

"Well, no wonder you don't know much about that."

The old man nodded, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes: "Let's put it this way, the rules of fighting crickets are actually similar to our human boxing matches, boxers are divided into a weight class per ten kilograms, and the same is true for fighting crickets, but the weight is not ten kilograms, but 1 milligram." ”

"The reason why I said that your dumb is the king of fighting crickets of the same level, it is from this kind of gladiatorial fighting of the same weight, to put it simply, fighting crickets of the same weight, it is estimated that not many guys can fight you this dumb, and the benefits it can bring to you are even higher than my golden head, now, do you still have to decide to make a move?"

When the old man said this, he looked at Li Feng with a smile.

"I see." Li Feng took a deep breath, the king of the same level, it seems that the wealth that Dumb can bring to himself is indeed worth excavating.

Think about it, every battle can be won, how much money must be able to win?

It's just that what Li Feng obviously needs now is a sum of money, and with blood essence, he has no intention of spending too much energy on getting involved in fighting crickets, and after a little consideration, he is still unmoved: "Old age, you can estimate the price, I still decided to make a move." ”