Chapter 150 - The Second Lucky Draw (1/2)

Chapter 150: The Second Lucky Draw

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Milled ed his stall for half his life already, and this was the first ti else, go I don’t sell the kind of cleaver you want”

“Then, can you sell me the cleaver you normally use?” Chen Ge was deterardless of whether it turned out to be useful or not

“How a to operate this stall if I sell youh the crowd He looked about nineteen, and his jacket was tied around his waist as he yawned When the young edboard He wiped his hands on his apron and walked toward the young man “You still know your way back hoht‽”

“Karaoke with a few friends, then the internet café” The youngto tune the man out

“Then, why didn’t you answer your phone?” Years of chopping pork edto you!”

The young man used his hands to cover up his ears instead He stood before the one ht! Didn’t even answer your phone, ere you thinking?” The ed man was loud, and the custolared at the rab the earphones and run out the ed man could not chase after him since he had a business to run He picked up the cleaver and cleaved a bone in half angrily Looking at how angry he was, Chen Ge very understandably took back histhefor his bicycle when he was approached by the youngfor a cleaver?”

“Yes, but not a new one I need one that had been used for a long time already”

“I have one at honear the market He asked Chen Ge to wait him outside and soon carandfather was a butcher, and he planned to carry this knife with hi to let his children do the sa the cleaver From then on, bad luck has followed us He lost his business, and my mother passed away In the end, he had to sell pork at the ave Chen Ge the cleaver “The cleaver is cursed, so I’ to ask for ued by what the young man said He pulled the red cloth back and took a close look at the cleaver His Yin Yang Vision twitched like his eyes were pricked by needles They only recovered several seconds later

The red cloth wrapped around a forty-centile blade Perhaps because it had tasted too rooves running down the blade, and the wooden handle looked like blood veins with lingering red lines

Chen Ge tried the cleaver, and it was heavier than expected “This cleaver sure is unusual”

The blade was no longer sharp, but the air around it had not changed

“When I was s sty with this cleaver, and none of the pigs daredman looked at the red cloth and extended his hand toward Chen Ge “If you’re satisfied, pay up”

“Not bad, this is the kind of cleaver I’man his phone “If your father asks about the cleaver, tell him to callman asked emotionlessly and entered the room with the money

“Your father is quick with his words and temper, but it e, there are no butchers near Jiujiang To ensure fresh stock, he has to wake up every day at 3 ahtmarket”

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With the chicken and cleaver, Chen Ge returned to New Century Park He still had some time, so Chen Ge looked at the list he had prepared the previous night