Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Bird Race

The master and apprentice chatted while walking, and after a few words, they came to Lao Li's bird shop, the area of the small shop is not large, only fifty or sixty square meters, but Zhang Hao can see that the shopkeeper is a clean person, and sixty or seventy birds are served with bright fur and full of energy.

"Little Lizi, Little Lizi......" Old Man Huang knew that he had Zhang Hao's support, and his voice was much louder than before.

"It's coming, it's coming, what's it called?" Lao Li agreed, and walked out of the back room, still holding the chicks in his hand, and seemed to be preparing to feed the birds.

"Xiao Lizi, let me introduce you, this is my little master, Zhang Hao!" Old Man Huang's expression was like a child showing off his new toy.

"What? I also moved a rescuer! Let me see who it is? Lao Li put down the bird chick in his hand and raised his head.

Zhang Hao bowed very politely: "Uncle Li, hello, my name is Zhang Hao!" ”

Who knew that Lao Li Li ignored Zhang Hao, grabbed the bird chick and continued to fill the food: "Heh, what kind of fairy should I be, I got a hairy boy, and said that I would invite some master to come." ”

"Xiao Lizi, you give me a little serious, there is no morning or evening in the industry, the master does not look at age, this is what you told me, although my little master is young, but the way of birds is not shallower than yours!" Old Man Huang really let himself out this time, no matter whether Zhang Hao won or lost in the end, he gave the little master his anger first.

"Lao Huang, what are you excited about? I didn't say no, every time you lose, you have to win back, when will your competitive temper change? You two sit down first, and I'll go back to the house and get the birds!" After speaking, Lao Li took the bird chick and entered the back room.

"Meow meow ......" I don't know where a few cat meows came, Zhang Hao was still wondering in his heart that cats are the natural enemies of birds, how can bird shops raise cats? Just when he was puzzled, Lao Li walked out with Bai Ling'er, and looked at Bai Ling'er in the cage Zhang Hao suddenly realized, where is the cat meow, it turned out to be Bai Ling'er's school, and he learned so realistically that he deceived Zhang Hao.

"Good birds, good birds......" If it weren't for the timely reminder of Old Man Huang behind him, Zhang Hao would have forgotten that he was here to race birds.

"Say, boy, than what? Honestly don't be frightened, shout in sets, dance beautifully, and go on the high platform at your pick? From Lao Li's words, it can be heard that he is very confident in his Bailing'er.

The opponent was very fierce, and Zhang Hao naturally couldn't show weakness, he turned back to Old Man Huang and asked, "Big apprentice, where did you lose to him just now?" ”

"My lark looks better than his, and his name is also complete, and it can be regarded as stable, but there is one thing that my bird will not! His birds can chirp when they hold it in their hands, without being surprised or making trouble! As soon as Huang Laoxie finished speaking, Lao Li put his hand into the cage, Zhang Hao took a look, and it was really like what Old Man Huang said, the lark jumped lightly and stood on Lao Li's hand.

During the whole process, the screaming never stopped.

Lao Li dragged Bai Ling'er to Zhang Hao's side, and his words were slightly provocative: "Boy, do you see it?" That's how to call Bai Ling'er, Lao Huang's one is far behind!"

"Not necessarily, right?" Zhang Hao slowly stretched out his right hand while speaking, the five fingers bloomed like lotus flowers, the bird arrived first before seeing the sound, the five roots were completely opened, and a beautiful lark stood in Zhang Hao's hand energetically and sang.

The bird race began like this, the two Bailinger showed their own stunts, Lao Li's Bailinger first came to a string of sparrows to make trouble in the forest, Zhang Hao's Bailinger immediately returned a string of magpies to compete for spring, the two larks in the mouth of the child can be said to be incompatible, it is difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom, and people who don't know still think how many birds are fighting here!

Lao Li saw that it was difficult to distinguish between them, and hurriedly pinched out a bread worm from the insect box next to him, and used it to tease the birds on his palms, this trick really worked, and the larks saw that the insects' wings actually trembled, and with the flapping of the wings, the feet also left the palms.

"Oh my God, this trick is amazing!" Old Man Huang couldn't help but applaud Lao Li.

Just when Lao Li was secretly proud, Zhang Hao's wrist flicked, and the lark in his palm rose with the momentum and flew away from his palm, but unlike Lao Li's, this lark flew higher and higher, the higher the louder the voice, and in a blink of an eye, it was already in the sky, and when he looked up, he could only see a small gray dot.

The people on the ground looked up and watched! Although Lao Li's lark couldn't fly so high, he didn't show weakness in his call, and Lao Li didn't take the initiative to admit defeat for the sake of face, so he could only wait for the two birds to end by themselves. ,

"Little Master, you are too godly!" Old Man Huang's excited mouth was trembling.

Zhang Hao devoted himself to the bird, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the people next to him, he was now thinking about how to completely defeat Lao Li's fighting spirit.

"Yes, that's it!" Zhang Hao said to himself, at the same time as his words fell, the lark in the sky fell vertically like an arrow, the speed was like a meteor through the clouds, and the people watching the excitement next to him thought that someone had put a cold gun.

A black dot is expanding more and more on Lao Li's palm, it is Zhang Hao's Bailing'er's shadow, it is not falling at all, but wants to press on Lao Li Bailinger's head.

Zhang Hao deliberately let his Bailinger hover over Lao Li Bailing'er's head, and kept chirping loudly on his head, this call was more than ten minutes, and it didn't stop for half a second, Lao Li's Bailing'er couldn't withstand such a ping-pong even if he was determined, and finally he was dumbfounded, lying motionless in Lao Li's hands, like an old hen laying eggs.

Zhang Hao's Bai Linger saw that the other party had surrendered, and his wings flew into the hands of Old Man Huang, and now the surrounding area exploded, because no one saw the beginning of the bird, and they all thought that it was the bird trained by Old Man Huang, and they all gathered around and praised Old Man Huang.

Zhang Hao smiled and turned to leave, everyone has their own way of being happy, Old Man Huang will be very happy as long as he is praised and praised by everyone, Zhang Hao is different, as long as he sees his relatives and friends happy, it is equivalent to his happiness.

"Little master, please stay!" Zhang Hao turned around and saw that it was Lao Li who stopped him and was racing birds with him.

Lao Li quickly ran to Zhang Hao, stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Hao's arm and asked, "Little Master Zhang Hao, right?" ”

Zhang Hao didn't speak, just smiled and acquiesced.

"You give this lark to Lao Huang for me, and tell him that I lost, this is the rule I set before the two of us, if he loses, he will recognize me as a teacher, and if he wins, I will give him the bird!"

Zhang Hao returned the cage to Lao Li and said: "A gentleman doesn't take people's love, not to mention that you didn't lose, didn't you raise that Bailing'er too?" I believe that under your careful domestication, this lark will definitely surpass that one! I still have something to do in the store, let's go first, let's go play when I have time, Uncle Li! ”

Lao Li looked at Zhang Hao's back, and then looked at the Bai Ling'er in his hand, and couldn't help but burst into tears.