Lao Yu was originally a chicken killer, but because he didn't think he could make a few bucks, he went to work in a coal mine in Dongshan County.

Unexpectedly, there was a car accident on the way.

After the car accident, Lao Yu was thrown out of the car, and the rushing river washed him downstream.

After being rescued, Lao Yu woke up in the hospital, and later learned that the carload of people, except for him, were all killed.

After being discharged from the hospital, Lao Yu found a chicken feather inn and stayed there.

On the way, he learned that the two migrant workers in the same house as him also went to work in the Dongshan Coal Mine.

So they agreed to go together.

But Lao Yu fainted in the hotel toilet at night.

When he woke up the next day, the two migrant workers had already left.

After a day of recuperation, Lao Yu was ready to go to the Dongshan Coal Mine alone to ask.

But when I was paying for the room, I saw a TV news from the hotel bar.

Dongshan Coal Mine, something happened.

It is said that all the workers who went down to the mine were buried in a pit more than ten meters deep, and now all forces are being organized to rescue and excavate personnel.

The news is not very long, probably less than a minute.

But the shorter the report, the more it shows the seriousness of the development.

The innkeeper glanced at Lao Yu, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your life is great, there was an accident in the coal mine, and people were buried more than ten meters underground, and it is more difficult to survive than to ascend to the sky." ”

Lao Yu listened, and his heart palpitated.

He suddenly thought of the monster with the head of a chicken.

At that time, in the mirror, in a sharp voice, he said to himself: "Don't go with them, there is something big going on in the coal mine." ”

The old man broke out in a cold sweat.

If it weren't for it, he would have followed those two people to the Dongshan Coal Mine, then there would be one more person buried under the deep pit.

So, it was the monster that saved itself.

What the hell is it? Why did it appear on that minibus? How did it get away after a car accident?

And most importantly, how does it know that the coal mine is going to be a big deal? And why do you remind yourself not to go to the coal mine?

All these questions made Lao Yu scratch his head.

Now that something happened in the coal mine, Lao Yu can't go any further.

The chicken feather shop was not expensive, so he thought about it for a while and stayed in the hotel again.

After paying an extra twenty yuan a day for food, he ate with the innkeeper at his house, and when he was idle, he chatted with the innkeeper.

On this day, the innkeeper stewed an old hen.

Lao Yu took a sip of the soup and felt that the taste was very clear, like a little MSG added to the white water.

The innkeeper said: "Since the accident in the mountain, we, the people of Dongshan County, have never drunk good chicken soup, this is an old hen, in fact, it is a caged chicken, stewed for less than half an hour, and the meat is all scattered." ”

As he spoke, the boss shook his head and sighed.

Lao Yu himself is a chicken killer, of course he can distinguish what kind of chicken is good.

The difference between local chickens and caged chickens does not seem big at first glance, but insiders can see through the tricks at a glance.

Good chickens, raised for more than a year, have golden paws, thick and powerful to the touch.

This kind of chicken is stocked in the wild all day long, eating insects and wild grasses, full of wildness, some can even jump to two or three meters high trees with a wave of wings.

Therefore, this kind of chicken has to be stewed for more than three hours before the meat will be slightly soft.

With such a good quality chicken, there will be a thick layer of butter on top of the soup.

The chicken broth was hot, but there was no smoke.

Blow open the butter and take a sip carefully, the taste is soaking.

And cage chickens, as the name suggests, are to directly put the chicken cubs in a one-foot-square cage from an early age, eating, drinking, and lazing in it, and they do not walk or move.

This kind of chicken also eats bagged mixed feed.

The feed is a mixture of bran and aged rice, with various fertilizing additives added to it, and it smells like a pungent chemical smell.

Chicks that grow up on this feed can grow to three or four pounds in about a month.

This kind of quick-growing chick not only tastes far worse, the soup is white, even the meat is woody, and the taste is not as chewy as the old hen before.

However, caged chickens have an advantage that native chickens cannot match.

Cheap.

Moreover, it is not a little cheaper.

Low-priced things are often accompanied by ultra-high profits.

Therefore, chicken dealers, abandoning the expensive local chickens that do not make much money, have begun to order this kind of caged chicken. After a long time, in the entire city of Dongshan County, it is no longer possible to buy good chickens with strong flavors.

After thinking about it, Lao Yu asked the innkeeper: "You just said that there was an accident in the mountains?" Do you know what's going on? ”

"There are dead people, the whole village, and not one of them survived."

This statement is very consistent with the statement of the tattooed man in Cheshan, so Lao Yu asked again:

"What did the police say after that?"

"I didn't say much, the news was blocked, and no one knew exactly why. Anyway, since then, we haven't been able to eat authentic local chicken here. ”

Hearing this, Lao Yu's expression was solemn and he didn't say a word.

In front of his eyes, he seemed to see the patriarch in a suit and leather shoes, holding a kitchen knife and killing everyone in the village, and then he cut off his own head.

The scene is extremely bloody.

"It's cheap, it's not good."

The innkeeper sighed: "The chicken I stewed is twenty yuan a catty, if I have a little choice, I would rather spend a hundred yuan a catty to buy the old chicken before." ”

In the boss's sigh, Lao Yu lowered his head and drank all the chicken soup in the bowl.

The texture of chicken in the mouth is like chewing wax.

Lao Yu suddenly opened.

The innkeeper wanted to eat authentic local chicken, but it was gone.

If you spend a hundred yuan a pound, you can't eat.

Isn't this a business opportunity?

Lao Yu also kills chickens, although the chickens he sold before are much better than the cage chickens in this bowl, but the taste is full of old taste.

It's also far inferior.

If he can get those good chickens now, even if the price doubles from before, the sales should definitely not be a problem.

The question is, where do you get the chickens that the innkeeper said he was talking about?

The chickens that Lao Yu sold before were all purchased from farmers' homes. The quality is different, there are good and sometimes, and the supply is not uniform. This is also the willingness of Lao Yu's business to be unsoothed.

At night, Lao Yu lay on the bed and tossed and turned.

The road to work in Dongshan Coal Mine is no longer possible, and I can only do my old job when I go back. Besides, the wife and children at home are waiting for dinner with a few mouths, and making money is the top priority at present.

The innkeeper's words reminded him.

If there is still the authentic local chicken from before, even if it is a hundred yuan a catty, he will buy it.

Lying on the bed, Lao Yu looked at the dark room.

He began to look forward to the appearance of that strange man......