Selling Chickens in the Modern Era

Unexpectedly, this door had brought Jiang Rang to the modern era.

Once the door opened to a specific era for the first time, all subsequent openings would default to that same time period. Furthermore, time in both spaces flowed at the same rate.

Ignoring the stares of passersby, Jiang Rang went straight to a roadside newspaper stand to check the date.

The date on the newspaper was three years after the year she had crashed the wedding of Cheng Wennan and his "White Moonlight."

Three years. In this space, she had been dead for three years. During the twenty miserable years of her past life, all of her relatives had passed away one after another.

Jiang Rang forced herself to stay focused. Right now, she had a more important task: selling the two hens in her basket.

In her own time, an old hen cost one yuan and thirty cents per catty, but in this era, the price was entirely different. People nowadays highly valued purely natural food; this kind of free-range chicken could sell for dozens of yuan per catty. The two old hens Jiang Rang brought today could potentially fetch two or three hundred yuan.

Jiang Rang quickly found a market, located an empty spot at the entrance, and squatted down to sell her chickens. Beside her was an elderly woman selling some home-grown vegetables. Behind them was a large stall selling all kinds of vegetables, poultry, and fish from commercial farms.

Jiang Rang's chickens were of high quality, so it wasn't long before a middle-aged woman came to ask the price.

Jiang Rang quickly said, "These chickens have been free-roaming for three years. The price is thirty-five yuan per catty."

The woman seemed to find it expensive. "In the market, free-range chickens are only twenty-five yuan."

Even if the chickens in the market were labeled free-range, they could never be as pure as Jiang Rang's. She immediately pitched her sale enthusiastically: "Auntie, I took the bus up here from the countryside. These are my family's free-range chickens; they only eat grass and insects on the mountain, so they get much more exercise than other chickens. If you buy them to stew for soup, I guarantee it will be both fragrant and sweet."