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Chapter 225 This is the rhythm of rebellion

looking at other things.

The candles and the black donkey hooves were directly ignored by Fang Er.

There really was no idea what else to do with these things.

He exchanged them for a drill rope.

He took it out and looked at it.

It was just a bundle of cable woven from extremely fine steel wire.

It was only one millimeter thick.

A large bundle, over a hundred meters long!

This thing should come in handy later.

What else was there?

Glutinous rice, useless, something that could be bought with money anywhere.

Black dog blood, what, was this for catching loaches?

Alright, that was the only use Fang Er could think of.

Nine jin yellow.

Huh? So it was just a chicken!

He exchanged for one, and as soon as he held it,

Holy crap! What a big chicken!

So heavy!

Damn it. It weighed at least fifteen pounds!

He looked at the chicken's comb and confirmed it was a rooster!

Hmm. So big, it should be useful for improving the chicken breed!

The compass and the magnetic compass, these were good things, they would definitely be useful if he ever went out to sea.

The mining lamp was also alright, he could use it for lighting at night.

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Similarly, the frequency of the beeping also became slower and slower.

After five meters, it stopped lighting up completely.

Heh heh!

Good stuff, he could use it for prospecting later!

After exchanging all the items three times,

Fang Er found an empty room.

He threw the three nine jin yellow chickens inside.

As soon as he closed the door and took two steps,

He heard the three big roosters inside flapping wildly!

Holy crap, this was a rebellion!

Fang Er pushed the door open and it took him quite some time.

He came out with one chicken in each hand, two chicken feathers stuck to his head,

He came out disheveled, and used his foot to hook the door shut.

Then he opened the two adjacent rooms. He threw one chicken into each!

Such a lavish spender!

Mixing them was not allowed, they even had to live in separate rooms.

Damn it!

He thought for a moment. Fang Er called Lu Shuang over.

He pointed at the three rooms and said.

There are three big roosters here, very big, go to the street and buy some hens, the kind that can lay eggs.

Throw a few into each room.

Lu Shuang was a bit confused.

Are there chickens living in the rooms?

Roosters!

Uncle is asking me to get them wives?

And one male to a few females!

Humans are not as good as chickens, aren't they!

After Lu Shuang left, Fang Er felt a bit uneasy.

He locked all three rooms.

He took out a saw blade from his system space and made a small opening from the window.

He would feed them through here later.

When will you hatch a bunch of chicks for me.

Only then will I let you out to roam again!

Yes.

It was decided happily.

Lu Shuang returned quickly.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Along with Lu Bo, Bai Song, and a few others.

Each carrying two hens.

The chickens of this era were generally not big.

The largest were only about three to four pounds.

Fang Er looked at these hens,

He was a bit worried about their small bodies.

Don't get crushed to death!

Then he thought, well, if they got crushed, they could still be eaten.

So, he directly opened the small window and let them throw the chickens in.

He poked a hole in the window paper.

He crouched by the window and peeked.

Good heavens!

These three big roosters, he didn't know how long they had been abstinent by the system.

As soon as they saw the hens, they immediately jumped on them eagerly.

Seeing that the hens below seemed fine,

Fang Er finally felt relieved.

He returned to the courtyard and continued to swipe.

Hardware.

Daily care products.

Agricultural supplies.

Huh?

Why are there adult diapers here?

I can't use them.

Alright, I'll send them to the eunuchs around Li Shimin later, and it might help me build some good relationships.

It's just that there are so few of these things!

Only thirty per pack.

Swipe again.

Looking at the items in front of him,

Fang Er was so excited that he slapped the chair and stood up.

He even knocked over the chair.

Xiao Qing, who was by his side, opened her eyes dazedly, and asked Fang Er.

Young Master, did something happen?

Fang Er waved his hand.

It's nothing, you go back to sleep.