The little fish was very patient to take the chicken out, first tied the chicken feet with a rope, and let the chicken run and jump on the ground.

Strange to say, these chickens are still obedient in the cage, jumping around as soon as they get outside, and some of them even flapping their wings to rush to the sky, but they are dragged down by small fish.

How could there be a problem with such a fierce chicken!

Those people saw how energetic the chickens raised by the small fish were, so they bought one or two.

Now the live chicken in the farmers' market is two yuan a catty, and the price of Xiaoyu wholesaled back from Li Youmin is three and one catty, and she sells it for seven yuan for the restaurant to earn 4 cents difference, and a three-pound chicken can earn more than one yuan.

It's hard work, and you don't make much money, so it's not as easy as selling catfish.

No wonder Li Youmin and they refuse to sell chickens like Xiaoyu, because they are used to business coming to their door, rather than looking for business themselves.

But small fish can endure such hardships.

In the afternoon, Xiaoyu also followed Gu Jingshan to the guest house in Cen Dong County.

At this time, there are still very few hotels, Cen Dong Guest House is the largest hotel in the local area, the guest house is divided into three grades, the highest grade of the small building is used to entertain some local business trips, and the grade is generally used to entertain people who come to Cen Dong County to do business. The last grade is to entertain everyone.

There is also a canteen in the guest house, and small fish can smell the smell of food wafting from it through the door.

There must be a lot of chickens needed here.

Xiao Yu said to Gu Jingshan: "Brother Jingshan, let me go in and ask if the people here want to buy chickens, I think there must be a lot of chickens here." ”

Gu Jingshan didn't hit Xiaoyu either, he only smiled: "Okay, then Xiaoyu go and ask." ”

Maybe the little fish will be lucky.

This girl will always encounter shit luck inexplicably, as Ms. Wang Guihua said: Fools have foolish blessings.

However, Xiaoyu soon returned, with a look of loss on his face.

"The gatekeeper didn't let me in, and said that this matter was not in their hands, and they wanted to find the guest house's purchase, but I don't know which one their purchase was." Xiaoyu said depressedly.

Gu Jingshan had already expected this to be the result.

This kind of guest house must have a special person in charge, the purchase channel is strict, and it will not buy bulk goods from the outside, and want to break into the inside, unless there are acquaintances inside.

Gu Jingshan may be able to find a middleman to help contact him, but he doesn't want to use such a relationship.

Let's take it slowly.

Gu Jingshan rubbed Xiaoyu's head again, and then encouraged her: "It's their loss that they don't buy it, but my Xiaoyu has done their best, and their courage is good." ”

Xiaoyu was praised, so he was not so disappointed, and only said: "Brother Jingshan, then let's try it in other restaurants." ”

"Okay." Gu Jingshan pushed the bicycle again.

……

Although the beginning of autumn has passed, the tiger is still powerful, Gu Jingshan and Xiaoyu are walking on the street with two cages of chickens, and they are already sweating.

It's just that both of them are people who only care about others and rarely care about themselves.

Xiao Yu said apologetically to Gu Jingshan: "Brother Jingshan, this trip is really hard for you, if it weren't for me going into the city to sell chickens, you wouldn't have to push these two cages of chickens around." ”

Gu Jingshan smiled: "I'm a big man who is afraid of hard work, but it's you, your face is red." ”

"I'm fine, although I got a red tan during the day, I will recover tomorrow." Xiaoyu has tried many times, and she belongs to the skin that can't tan no matter how much she tans.

Gu Jingshan said again: "Now that the sun is too big, let's not run around for now, let's go to the farmers' market to set up a stall first, maybe we can sell one or two." ”

Xiaoyu immediately agreed: "Okay, there are popsicles sold in the farmers' market, I like to eat mung bean-flavored popsicles, what about you, Brother Jingshan?" ”

"Milk-flavored."

For some reason, Gu Jingshan always felt that milk-flavored popsicles were like small fish, cool and delicious, sweet, and milky.

He loved the taste.