"How much are you selling these chickens for?" Zhang Yun didn't notice the stall owner; she was just lowering her head, picking out chickens all along the way.
These chickens were not only big but also looked very lively.
She was planning both to make soup and have some meat; it would be best to choose a young rooster.
"Ah... Ah..." The owner gestured the figure eight towards her, then pointed to the ground at the roosters "Eight...yuan per jin?" Zhang Yun didn't understand.
"No. Eight yuan each!" said the girl squatting on the ground.
"How odd, everyone else sells by weight, why do you sell by the piece?" Zhang Yun said, puzzled.
"Mom! Actually, if you look at the size of these chickens, they're more or less the same. There shouldn't be much difference in weight. I guess, he doesn't speak very clearly, so he weighed each chicken and sells them by piece!" An Hao explained on the side.
