Stroking the pitiful scars on its body, Mo Yan whispered, "From now on, this is your home, whether you can work or not, you won't be sold again."
Perhaps grains of sand got in its eyes, as Da HongZao, while eating, shed two tears. It was already dark, and Mo Yan did not see them.
Not long after, Da HongZao started to have diarrhea. Mo Yan stood in the cold wind in the courtyard for a long time, waiting until it began to eat grass again before returning to the room, reassured.
After dinner, Mo Yan and Lizhong went over the accounts and found they had earned more than two extra taels of silver than the previous day. Especially the eggs, which they sold over a thousand of. Many customers from the day before had found the eggs exceptionally tasty and, taking advantage of the low price, came back to buy more, bringing friends and neighbors with them.
"Yan girl, if we keep selling eggs like this, can you keep up with the demand from other sources?" Lizhong asked with some concern.
