"That's the village chief,"
the rooster replied.
"The current village chief?"
"No."
The rooster shook its head.
"Then from which period is this village chief?"
"Don't know, just very old, older than the master."
the rooster said.
Well, one couldn't expect a chicken to have much of a concept of time.
"Why did they erect a statue for him? Was he remarkable?"
Liu Zheng asked another question.
"In the past, there were few people in the village, and it was very poor, they couldn't even afford to raise chickens."
"He went out, brought a lot of people back with him, and money too."
"The village prospered, and the population increased; everyone was happy, so they erected a statue for him,"
the rooster reminisced as it spoke.
This must be what the carpenter had told it.
"Was he already looking like a statue when he started?"
"No, it was only when he was about to die that he turned into that. The witch said he was sick. Later, many people became sick,"
the rooster said.
