"Pa-ger? Is it a type of food? Is it a type of chicken? Does it lay eggs? Is it the capital's local specialty?" Li Gui asked as she looked at Xia He happily.
Xia He took out a machine and switched it on to show Li Gui. As she used it, she said, "Auntie! It's not food or chicken! This is a machine that's like a phone, but it can't be used to make calls. It can receive messages so it makes it easier to find someone."
Li Gui had thought that it was the name of a type of chicken! Many places would give the chickens and ducks they reared a special name that was unique to their hometown. For example, the chickens they reared in their village were called Foshan chickens. The chickens tasted completely different from those reared in other places and their sizes were also different.
"Oh… it's not a chicken. I have misunderstood," Li Gui said, feeling embarrassed.
