"Uh, sorry, I accidentally plucked a few more, ahaha......" Phil said, letting go of his grip on the chicken wings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It turns out that grabbing the chicken's wings is the correct posture.

The chicken is obviously rather pitiful. Since Phil didn't pay much attention to pulling out a lot, the big that was still very imposing just now has only a few bare tail feathers left, and it looks like he has lost his energy.

"Oh, here you go. Phil handed the feathers to Hanjiang outside the chicken pen and continued to fight.

It's really hard for these cocks.

Hanjiang was not idle, she used her magic to glue the feathers to the branches, which she had already shaped into the skeleton of a doll. She glued the feathers to the main parts first, because she didn't know how much Phil could pluck.

Dream had nothing to do, so he went to rest under a tree on the side.

Phil also became more and more proficient at catching chickens, and soon had enough feathers.

Han Jiang had read a lot of books, and although the main purpose was to study magic, she had also mastered a lot of other knowledge, including many unpopular skills - such as this feather doll she saw in the book.

Phil walked out of the chicken pen and patted his clothes to shake off the chicken feathers on them.

She didn't want to stay in it any longer, it smelled terrible.

"Phil, come on. Hanjiang handed the tied feather doll to Phil, and then walked over to the little boy with Phil. Seeing that it was finished, Phantom Dream hurriedly followed.

Sure enough, this child is just tired of playing with those common toys, and he has no resistance to the gorgeous feather dolls made by Hanjiang, and he likes it very much.

"It's okay to trade this for one of your toys, right?" Phil thought the kid would readily agree.

"Hmm......," the little boy hesitated, "but the main material of this thing is also my family's thing." It always feels a little weird, exchanging my own things for my own things or something......"

"Huh, but you've already promised us?" Phil was a little surprised.

"That's right, this feather doll belongs to you, but...... It feels weird. "It doesn't look like the deal aligns with his values.

"That's not the case. Han Jiang whispered to the little boy, "Sister Phil worked hard to pluck the chicken feathers, and Sister Phil also worked hard to glue the feathers on." What your toys exchange for is not chicken feathers and branches, but the fruits of your sisters' labor. ”

"...... the fruits of labor?" asked the little boy, with some confusion, "what is that?"

"It's like, the maid's aunt works for your family, and your family pays her a salary. Han Jiang patiently explained.

The little boy thought for a moment and laughed happily.

"I see! I'll trade this for you!" he said, pulling out a delicate model of Warcraft from the pile of toys.

Phil breathed a sigh of relief and took the model.

"Now, you can exchange with that kid. Phil looked at the model, "Isn't it okay to just take the feather doll and exchange it with that child?"

"Isn't that just letting this kid pigeon? Han Jiang said, waving goodbye to the little boy and preparing to leave.

Dream yawned, he couldn't do anything, he had to be lazy.

After saying goodbye, Phil turned around and was about to leave, when he heard the sound of chickens coming from the other side of the chicken pen.

She looked over and saw the maid grasping the wings of the rooster whose tail feathers had been plucked out by herself. The remained motionless in her hands, without any struggle.

"Tonight, Madame said she wanted to drink chicken soup. ”