Galactic Garbage Station

“Oh, boy, you've got so many crickets.” The old man suddenly noticed the cricket in the corner when the fish friends bought the Rohan fish and were ready to leave. Crickets are not invisible, Su Zheng just placed them on the table at the corner of the wall, not hard to spot.

“Sir, would you be interested in buying one or two?” Su Qian asked.

“How much for one?” The old man was obviously interested, his eyes slightly shined, and other fish friends were interested, but they were as excited as they were to see the Rohan fish, who was the inner gateway, and the cricket, who was the outgoing watcher.

“Ten thousand.” Su Qian said.

“You're too pitty, aren't you?” The old man was speechless for a while. Did this young man see himself buying a generous rohan fish, so he thought he had a lot of silly money, very good pit.

“You can't say that, old man. You get what you pay for.” Su Xiao laughed.

“So you're saying you're good at this? Why don't we compare now?” The old man's eyebrows rose.

“Well, can't you bring a cricket?” Su Xiao stunned.

“Hey, hey, I did bring it.” The old man thought Su Xiao was scared and laughed in a giggle.

“That's better than watching, but what if you lose?” Su Zheng was very blunt.

“If I lose, I'll buy one for $10,000.” The old man said.

“That's not necessary, how can I buy forced selling, if you lose, just introduce me to some buyers, you should know a lot of people who like to fight crickets?” Su Zheng laughed. Although the sale was handed over to Peng Ming, it was not a bad thing to help pull some relationships yourself.

“Okay, but what if you lose?” The old man asked.

“If I lose, you can pick ten crickets here.” Su Jing said.

“OK.” The old man's eyes shined. Although he didn't think Su Zheng's crickets were worth ten thousand yuan each, but his taste was really good. Some thousands of yuan should still be worth it. He could win ten walks, which is definitely a big profit. The old man walked out to a bridge car in the yard to get a cricket.

“Don't blame me for not reminding you, Lao Liu is a cricket master.” Xue Zhonghong cautioned.

“Exactly. Otherwise, it doesn't show the power of my crickets.” Su Xiao smiled and didn't care about the tunnel. These crickets, which have been fed the fallen leaves of the immortal world for a few days, although they have not been fed much, have also been stripped of their bones and cannot be believed to be any more than ordinary crickets.

“Why don't we set a bet?” Bald middle-aged man said.

“Well, I bet Liu Lao wins. ”

“I bet Liu Lao wins too. ”

“I bet Liu Lao wins too. ”

“Bet it all on Old Liu, how dare you bet your ass? ”

Bald middle-aged men wondered, although the gambling was unsuccessful, that they were still interested and waiting to see the show. They didn't think that there was any chance of Liu Lao losing. They thought Su Xin was unknown because they all knew that Liu Lao was very famous in the cricket fight industry. His crickets often won cricket fights. Su Zheng is only a young man in his early twenties. He is not likely to have much experience. His cricket also looks like a free-range breed. Can he raise more than a hundred at once? Crickets, on the other hand, are not expensive.

Soon after, Liu Lao returned with a red wood grate and three tile canisters, with cricket and grate, which is definitely a cricket enthusiast. Playing fish and playing cricket, it is estimated that only the elderly are usually free.

“Boy, let's go.” Lao Liu said to put the redwood grate on the table.

If it is a very formal game, cricket keepers send the cricket to the selected shack before gambling, the cricket must be bathed with radish boiled water, then nourished in the shack for 5 days (some crickets are on stimulants, which can be effectively prevented), labored by casino staff, and the breadwinner must not operate (cheat-proof). It took five days to get involved in the fight.

However, it is not possible for the two of us to talk about it so much. Moreover, it was an ad hoc decision and it was unlikely that stimulants had been taken in advance.

“How do we begin?” Su Jing asked if he didn't understand.

“You're making fun of me, you don't even know how to start fighting crickets, and you dare say your crickets are amazing.” Old Liu has the feeling of being fooled.

“I don't know how to fight crickets, but my crickets are really good.” Su Zheng vowed to be true.

“I have three crickets here, 36, 38, 42, whichever level you choose.” Lao Liu said.

“Well... I don't have such a precise electronic scale here, or you can use 42, I'll pick any one you want.” Su Xin said that although he didn't really understand it, he probably understood it after listening to Old Liu. It's like a boxer. Crickets are also heavyweight.

“Pick any one? You're crazy, but I don't want to bully you. Pick one yourself.” Old Liu said.

“Then I'll be rude.” Su Zheng walked to the side of the box and reached for a plaid. The cricket inside jumped to Su Zheng's palm. Su Zheng held the cricket and returned to the side of the grate. He saw the cricket standing in Su Zheng's palm and not wandering around.

“Huh!" This hand surprised Lady Liu and others. I didn't know Cricket could still play like this. Normally, who didn't pretend well and was afraid Cricket would run away. However, looking at the way Cricket spiritually moves, it doesn't look like there's something wrong with not moving. Only Xue Zonghong, as usual, has long seen Su Zhonghong's ability in this regard.

Old Liu took a closer look at the cricket on Su Zheng's hand and couldn't help but feel underestimated, because this cricket, out of the dozens of crickets in the box, is quite small. The size is estimated to be less than 38.

“Xue Xiao, be a referee.” Grannie Liu said to Xue Zhonghong.

“OK." Xue Zonghong nodded, setting the grate straight, standing next to the grate, and said, "Both sides put the cricket in the grate. ”

Su Zheng put the crickets on the side of the grate. Lao Liu didn't want to win. He didn't use 42. He used 38. He put them on the other side of the grate. There was a gate in the middle to stop them, so the two crickets could not meet each other for the time being.

“Now you have a minute to sheet, and the clock starts.” Xue Zonghong handed Liu Lao and Su Zheng a piece of grass, respectively. As he spoke, he activated the stopwatch on his phone.

Old Liu immediately put the grass into the fence and pulled his own cricket. Su Xin had not fought the cricket before, but it is not difficult to guess that the purpose of doing so should be to lift the cricket's fighting nature and make them exhilarate. Su Zheng also painted ladies with gourds, and also used grass to sheath crickets.

After a while, Liu Lao's cricket suddenly shouted up its wings. At the same time, Su Lao's cricket suddenly turned its head and shouted at Liu Lao's only. Apparently, it was not pulled by Su Lao, but pulled by Liu Lao's cricket.

“The game begins.” Xue Zhonghong pulled up the gate in the middle of the fence. The two crickets immediately rushed together and fought.

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