early morning.

There were various sounds of drinking in the distance, because it was some distance away from the market, it was not too noisy.

Tang Xiu'er opened the door, and a cool wind came over her face. She could see Ji Huai who was weaving a basket in the courtyard at a glance. He sat under the dead tree, bowed his head and concentrated on knitting.

The dead tree had been cut by him, sawn into several sections and carried to the side, ready to make a cage. The chicken he bought was surrounded in the corner of the courtyard. He also set up a shelf in the other corner and planted grapes underground. When the vines grew up, he could put a table underneath.

At that time, I feel comfortable thinking about it.

"There is porridge in the pot." He looked up and said to her.

"Have you eaten?" she said and came over.

Ji Huai: "No."

Tang Xiu'er seemed to have already expected it, her eyebrows also bend, and she turned to the kitchen, "Then I will serve the porridge and we will eat together."

The porridge is hot, and there are two meat buns he bought on the kitchen table. It's very convenient to live in the town. There is a market not far from the house where you can have all kinds of food.

After the two had breakfast, Ji Huai took the woven bamboo basket to go out, "Do you have anything to buy?"

Today is the day to go to the fair. There are many people on the street, so he doesn't plan to take her out.

"No, you will come back earlier." Tang Xiu'er shook her head, still a little nervous, after all, she wanted to be at home alone, or in the yard just recently moved in.

"Lock the door, you can only open the door when I come back, no one else can!" he exhorted.

Tang Xiu'er: "Okay."

Ji Huai walked forward, and when he was about to turn, he turned around, looked at her, and asked her to go in quickly and close the door.

She was very obedient. She turned around and walked in and closed the door. It was not enough to close the door. She hurried back to the house, closed the door of the room, and hid on the bed.

Hiding and hiding, sleepiness struck, and fell asleep again.

At the fair.

Ji Huai found a place, put the bamboo basket on the ground, and stood aside.

All kinds of vendors are drinking, and the streets selling cakes, buns, and fruits and vegetables are very lively.

Today’s bamboo baskets are selling very quickly. He is going to buy some sugar. Tang Xiu'er said last time that the pastries bought outside were too expensive. She wanted to make them herself, so she had to buy some flour.

When he came to Mipu, he said to his buddy, "I want a catty of flour."

"Okay, wait a minute for the guest." The buddy quickly said with his hands and feet.

"Eh, did you hear that? A trail of Zi Jiao was found on Xilin's side. Recently, a large number of people have been looking for it. The son of Cheng's family opened a hundred taels to ask for one."

"Didn't it say that it was only thirty taels last time? This has risen to one hundred taels?"

"Thirty taels were all from last month, right? No one found them. How can they be so easy to catch. Even if you give them a thousand taels, you can't find them if you can't find them."

Two thin men with fans in their hands were discussing, and shook their heads as they spoke. Among them, the man in cyan clothes "tsk" again, "The price is not affordable. If you are lucky enough to be able to see it, then you can feast your eyes."

"That is, I heard that the purple chirp feathers are very gorgeous and beautiful, and the cry is ethereal and pleasant, which is very different from other birds." Another man replied.

"Your flour." The guy handed the flour to Ji Huai. Hearing the conversation between the two, he also inserted his mouth. "Master Cheng likes to fight birds. If someone catches Zi Chiu, Master Cheng must buy it. At that time, the Bird Fighting Conference will be held, and everyone can feast their eyes on it."

The bird-fighting culture in the town has always been popular, and it is the noble hobby of high-ranking officials. The higher the status, the more likely it is to raise a few rare birds.

"Do you also know that?" The two of them stopped leaving, shook their fans and walked into the rice shop, looking at the guy.

"The youngest son also likes to fight birds. He talked to the boss several times about asking for money to buy purple tweed. Originally it was sixty taels, but now the price is soaring. The point is that no one can catch it. I heard that there was one before. I went to look for it later, and there was no trace. Everyone’s impression of Zi Chiu was the one that was raised by the old guard for several years, and our son was lucky enough to have seen it once." The dude seemed to open the conversation box and kept talking. Li is also very proud.

"Have you ever seen it?" The man in the cyan clothes came and was interested. "Then tell me, what does Zi Chiu look like?"

Wei Lao is a famous "bird fighting" master in the town. It is said that the Zi Chiu he raised died shortly after. Since then, no one has caught Zi Chiu anymore, let alone someone who can raise it.

The guy recalled, "The purple feathers are not all purple, most of them are very light purple. The circle around the eyes is white, and the feathers on the abdomen are also white."

These words stopped Ji Huai who was about to leave.

The bird they were talking about had orange-red claws and a colorful tail?

"The tail of the purple chirp is the most beautiful. It is the most beautiful bird in various colors. The claws are red, and the pointed mouth is different from other birds at first sight." The guy was still boasting.

"No wonder, the sound is also very nice." The two leaned over to ask the buddy.

"Of course it sounds good, the voice is tactfully loud, clear and beautiful, our son said that he can't forget it. But Zi Chiu is docile and not suitable for bird fighting." The guy's voice was pulled up and returned.

Ji Huai paused, and moved forward again.

Tender temper?

He thought of the bird he had seen two years ago, his eyes were slightly fierce, and he was not a gentle bird, but rather dry.

Moreover, this kind of bird's call is not tactfully loud and anxious, and it can also learn the tone of the person's angry tone by three points, and the call is indeed different from other birds.

It seems to like black mulberry.

Two years later, he went hunting in the mountains, passing by a black mulberry tree, and then went to pick black mulberry fruits. Although the fruit was small, not the size of a pinky finger, most of the wild fruit was bitter and the black mulberry was sweet. He wanted to pick some and eat it back.

There were not many results on the tree. After he finished picking, there were not a few left. A bird with gorgeous feathers flew up. It flew around him twice, and then looked at the basket he put aside. He rushed.

He could detect its displeasure and anger, and it was barely pecked, and then quickly picked up the tool, ready to grab it back and bake it.

This bird is keen and smart, and can still carry a few black mulberries after avoiding his attack.

Its feathers are indeed beautiful, and its sound is unique. He has never seen such a beautiful bird in the mountains and forests, so he is really impressed.

Ji Huai bought flour and on the way back, he kept thinking about a question: One bird, one hundred taels?

Now that you come to town, you have to plan for life. Originally, he was going to work as a coolie at the pier or as a slave at the mansion. He has been hunting for these years. He has some fist and skill, and he is tall, so he can make some money to support their wives. But a life that is too wealthy is too much to give.

In the evening, Tang Xiu'er made cakes, and they did a good job. He praised a few words, and she said, "Then I will make some cakes and sell them in a few days. What do you think?"

She also wants to make money and do something for this family.

Ji Huai: "Take a good rest, don't tire yourself, I'll go see what I can do tomorrow."

"I won't be tired." She narrowed her mouth, still fighting for herself.

He persuaded her: "If you want to eat, you just need to make something for yourself, and you don't need to do the other things. If you sell, you have to do better, and if you do less, it will be wasted effort and you can't sell it for money."

"Okay." She didn't know what to say, a little lost, and asked him when the conversation turned, "What are you going to do?"

"Look at what life can support you and your children, and I will do what I do. Of course, the more money the better." He continued casually.

Before he finished speaking, Tang Xiu'er looked at him seriously, "It has nothing to do with money. You can do some light work. I don't eat much, and I can embroider purses to make money. I will eat more and I will have milk to feed the children. ."

She looked at him with dark eyes, with assurance, for fear that he would not believe it.

Ji Huai laughed, and moved down her face subconsciously. Tang Xiu'er noticed that her face suddenly reddened, and she raised her hand forward, blocking somewhere, looking at him with annoyance and embarrassment.

"I know." His tone was still smiling.

"It's good to know, and work hard to feed me and my children." She left a word and ran away choked.

Ji Huai: "Be careful."

She quickly slowed down and held her belly.

The next day.

Ji Huai walked around the market and learned about his current life. He was enough to feed his family, but his life was definitely not as moist as when he was hunting.

If you want to eat meat in the future, be sure to weigh it.

Before he knew it, he walked to the city gate and heard that the two were going to Xilin, so he followed without hesitation.

Xilin is not far from the town, but it is definitely not close.

The two in front were already out of breath when they walked halfway, and he often climbed over the mountains and chased the prey all over the mountains. What is this little road?

But he didn't know the direction, so he could only follow behind them.

When I arrived in Xilin, I met many people on the way, most of them aimed at the purple bird, and most of them came here for luck. After all, the temptation of a hundred taels was not small.

"Come and find Zi Tiao, right?"

"Don't look for it, this bird is already rare, and it's even harder to find it after its mysterious track."

"Yeah, after searching for a few months, I didn't see the shadow. Could it be false news?"

"Anyway, I don't believe it anymore. There used to be a big wave of people, but now how many people do you think? There are beasts in the mountains. No amount of money is more important than life."

More and more people passed by. Ji Huai and the two talents had just arrived. After hearing what the people who returned, they didn't even want to enter the mountain.

There was hesitation on his face, his eyes were struggling, and his pace slowed down a lot.

"Or, forget it?"

"I've come here, go in and see, and I'm dead if I can't find it, but what if I see it?"

The two gritted their teeth and walked in. Behind them, Ji Huai had already strode forward without hesitation. When the two saw them, they hurriedly followed, and shouted, "This brother, you are still alone, shall we go into the mountain together? We also have a care for each other.":,,