Qin Xue looked at Aunt Wu's chickens and started to salivate, so she asked Aunt Wu if she was willing to sell them.
"If you want, you can take one, but not two. I still have to keep some for your sister-in-law to eat during her confinement period." Aunt Wu chuckled as she looked at Qin Xue. That gluttonous expression of hers was truly unmatched.
"Alright, give me one chicken, and I'll give you money to buy eggs and brown sugar. Those two things are the best for someone during confinement." Qin Xue figured one chicken was better than none.
"You've thought this through, girl. What you're saying makes sense, but chicken is the most nourishing. Unfortunately, I don't have enough of them. That's why I raised a few—planning to eat two myself and trade the others for eggs and brown sugar. Since you want one, go ahead and take it." Aunt Wu thought about her daughter-in-law, who was about to give birth soon. Trading now wasn't a problem.
