Chapter 43 Heizi Sells a Cow_1

"Quiet down, quiet down, let me speak," Heizi stood on a little dirt mound in the middle of the Cattle Market, shouting at the crowd in front of him. "Everyone, there's no need to rush. The bull is right here; it's not going anywhere. You two uncles came together, so let's not argue about who came first. Whoever bids higher gets the bull. So, let's start the bidding!"

"Kid, how can you be so unfair? I clearly came first. Alright, fine, I'll bid two thousand five hundred. Old Liang, just let me have the bull! With your skills, even the best cattle would be wasted in your hands." An old man puffing on a dry pipe exclaimed in the front row of the crowd.

"You're full of shit; I noticed the bull first. Are you implying that I, an old coffin dodger, can't look after the bull because of my old arms and legs? You must be kidding!" The man referred to as 'Old Liang' by the previous speaker, was an elderly man with a gray-white towel slung around his neck.