Microfiction/Country Story (3)

Text/Yun Yifan

This day, Lao Wang, who specializes in collecting antiques, wanted to try his luck at the market in the township, and he might be able to pick up a big leak.

Passing by a cat vendor, Pharaoh's eyes lit up and he saw a plate that the cat vendor was feeding the cat.

The plate is about 48 centimeters in length, and the body is dotted with blue and white flowers. There is a green dragon looming in the middle.

Lao Wang suddenly had a plan in his heart. I asked, Father, how do you sell this cat?

The old man said: "I have one of my favorite cats at home. It costs 2,000 yuan. This is a rare breed."

Lao Wang did not hesitate He said: "Master, I want your cat, I'll give you 3000."

The old man immediately smiled, and replied: "You still know the goods." "Master, you can feed me the cat tray by the way!"

The old man smiled slyly and whispered to Lao Wang: "It's true that I have sold a lot of cats. I rely on this cat tray."

Pharaoh's heart is tense, really tens of millions of grass and mud horses rushed past his heart.

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