In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

After the transaction was completed, Wu Han chatted with Chen Dao for a while, then got up to say goodbye. He needed to rush back to the city to sell the white-feathered chickens and yellow-feathered chickens as soon as possible.

Therefore, Wu Han did not stay long and soon took his leave, departing with his caravan, Xu Zhiwen, and Zhang He.

The caravan left Chenjia Village and traveled on the official road. Xu Zhiwen stared intently at the entrance of Chenjia Village, his expression complex.

This trip to Chenjia Village not only failed to resolve his doubts, but actually increased his confusion!

Neither wheat seeds that can grow in the cold winter nor those magical chicken breeds are things that a remote village like Chenjia Village should have. Yet, all of these things have appeared in Chenjia Village all at once, which Xu Zhiwen really cannot understand.

"The county magistrate."

Zhang He suddenly spoke up: "When Chen Dao opened the door just now, I saw quite a few Blood Feather Chickens."

Xu Zhiwen nodded. As a seventh-rank martial artist, his eyesight was better than Zhang He's, so he naturally saw the Blood Feather Chicken in the backyard. In addition to the Blood Feather Chicken, he also saw several other chickens that were half a person tall with bright red claws. This was the most incomprehensible thing for Xu Zhiwen. How did Chen Dao manage to get so many chickens?

It should be noted that although the Cangmang Mountain is full of rare treasures, it is also fraught with dangers. Even Xu Zhiwen, a seventh-rank martial artist, dares not venture into the mountain casually.

Under these circumstances, it is quite puzzling that Chen Dao was able to obtain so many chicken breeds in the vast mountains, and even find magical wheat seeds.

Filled with countless questions, Xu Zhiwen returned to Taiping County with Wu Han's caravan.

Wu Han thought that Xu Zhiwen and the other man would leave after they arrived in the county town, but when he saw that the two men were still sitting on his donkey cart and did not move at all, Wu Han had no choice but to take them with him to sell goods.

Wu Han had the able-bodied man driving the donkey cart stop in front of and behind the Fuhu Boxing Hall. He then carried a chicken coop into the hall and handed it to Li Ying.

Although Li Ying couldn't eat that many chickens, her love for chicken remained undiminished. Every time Wu Han brought back white-feathered chickens, she would buy a few, and this time was no exception.

"Wow! There are yellow-feathered chickens!"

Li Ying looked at the chicken coop Wu Han was carrying with delight. For some time now, because Chen Dao didn't sell yellow-feathered chickens, Li Ying had been eating white-feathered chickens. Seeing Wu Han's yellow-feathered chickens for the first time made her very happy.

"I brought a total of 5 yellow-feathered chickens and 20 white-feathered chickens this time. I wonder how many Miss Li plans to take?"

Wu Han asked with a smile. Judging from Li Ying's performance, he knew that he would definitely make a lot of profit from Li Ying this time.

As expected, after thinking for a moment, Li Ying said, "I'll take three yellow-feathered chickens and three white-feathered chickens!"

After saying that, Li Ying took out his money bag: "I remember that a yellow-feathered chicken is 1 tael of silver, and a white-feathered chicken is 300 wen each, according to the recent price, right, Wu the peddler?"

"That's right!"

Wu Han nodded with a big smile. He only needed to buy a yellow-feathered chicken from Chen Dao for 400 coins each, and then resell it to Li Ying for one tael of silver. The profit of 600 coins made Wu Han grin from ear to ear.

"for you."

Li Ying counted out four taels of silver and handed it to Wu Han, not even asking for change. He then picked up the chicken coop and went into the kitchen, presumably to start cooking the chicken.

Wu Han walked out of the Fuhu Boxing Gym with a smile and instructed the young man driving the car, "Let's go to the East Market!"

Soon, the donkey cart stopped on the street where Wu Han and Chen Dao had met. Wu Han first had the able-bodied men put the chicken coop on the ground, and then he sat behind the chicken coop, waiting for customers to come in.

Xu Zhiwen didn't mind the dirt on the ground and plopped down next to Wu Han, saying in a casual tone, "Old Wu, you must have gained quite a bit at the Fuhu Boxing Gym just now, right?"

"Not bad, not bad!"

Speaking of this, a smile immediately appeared on Wu Han's face: "The young lady of the Fuhu Boxing Gym is very generous. She paid one tael of silver for a yellow-feathered chicken!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhiwen didn't react much, but Zhang He, who was standing next to Xu Zhiwen, was stunned!

Back in Chenjia Village, he personally witnessed Chen Dao and Wu Han trading, and he knew the price of yellow-feathered chickens very well.

The yellow-feathered chicken, bought for 400 coins, was resold for 1 tael of silver, yielding a profit of 600 coins...

Is there really such a lucrative business in the world?

Zhang He couldn't help but have a thought: This business is so profitable, should I try it out myself?

Although Zhang He has no worries about food and drink now, he is short of money!

Zhang He, who had already started practicing martial arts, had an extremely high demand for money. Whether it was the Blood Feather Chicken or the medicinal herbs needed for martial arts training, he needed a lot of silver to buy them. However, Zhang He did not receive even one tael of silver from the government office every month. It was only because Xu Zhiwen appreciated him that he had any chance of becoming a martial artist!

Under these circumstances, it would be perfectly natural for Zhang Hehui to be interested in this deal.

"Old Wu."

Just as Zhang He was lost in thought, a clean-cut man appeared in front of Wu Han's stall.

This man clearly knew Wu Han, and pointing to the yellow-feathered chickens in the cage, he asked, "How much are these chickens?"

"It's Brother Fan!"

Wu Han looked up at the man and immediately laughed. The man's name was Fan Xiong. Although his family was not extremely wealthy, they were still quite well-off, so even in this year's circumstances, they could still afford to eat meat.

"This chicken is called the Yellow Feather Chicken, and it will probably be more expensive."

Wu Han thought for a moment and replied, "It costs 600 coins per animal."

"So expensive?"

Fan Xiong stared wide-eyed and said that gray-feathered chickens on the market now only cost a little over one hundred to two hundred coins each, while yellow-feathered chickens were more than three times more expensive than white-feathered chickens. This price was something that Fan Xiong couldn't accept for a moment!

"This price isn't expensive!"

Wu Han then displayed his businessman's eloquence: "Brother Fan, look at this chicken! Its feathers are golden yellow, exuding wealth and nobility. It's also extremely large, and the meat is plump and delicious. 600 coins? That's not expensive at all!"

“It’s expensive, too expensive!”

Fan Xiong still shook his head. No matter how nicely Wu Han put it, 600 coins was still too expensive.

"Uh……"

Wu Han scratched his head and pointed to the white-feathered chicken, saying, "Brother Fan, if you think it's too expensive, you can buy this white-feathered chicken. It only costs 300 coins per chicken. Brother Fan, you've bought white-feathered chickens from me before, so you should know that this chicken tastes much better than the gray-feathered chicken!"

"The white-feathered chicken tastes really good!"

Fan Xiong nodded in agreement. He had previously bought white-feathered chickens from Wu Han and knew very well that white-feathered chickens were far superior to gray-feathered chickens in terms of both meat yield and taste.

However, Fan Xiong didn't even glance at the white-feathered chicken; his gaze was fixed on the yellow-feathered chicken.