Chapter 86

Xiaohai Ai put away the bamboo tube containing Xiaoqiang, took back his jade scorpion, put it on, and then, right under Yan Boss's nose, took the jade bracelet.

He turned around and handed the jade bracelet to Lü Ziyi: "Don't use your wife's dowry for gambling anymore."

Lü Ziyi took the jade bracelet in a daze... He swore that he would never gamble with crickets again. He always thought he was very proficient in cricket fighting, but today he saw so many incredible cricket fights. How many more tricks were there that he didn't know?

He couldn't handle this at all.

Since that was the case, he would never step into this world again.

"Purple Blue Macaws," Xiaohai Ai said calmly.

Yan Boss panicked, really panicked. This pair of Purple Blue Macaws was something he had gone to great lengths to obtain, and they were of the highest quality. As long as they were raised well and managed to breed, the profit would be enormous.

Moreover, news from Brazil stated that due to the rarity of the Purple Blue Macaws, the Parsons Breeding Farm had decided to stop exporting this species.

In other words, there would be no way to get such parrots through official channels in the future.

"Little brother, little brother," Yan Boss quickly put on a smiling face: "I'll give you 200,000. You leave the parrots to me, okay?"

Xiaohai Ai had long hated him for using the coffin cricket. If it weren't for that, Xiaoqiang wouldn't have died in battle. He was the type who held grudges. If you harmed him once, he would repay you tenfold. Although he thought this, he still smiled: "Boss Yan, a pair of Purple Blue Macaws isn't worth that much. 70,000 US dollars! What's the exchange rate for US dollars again?"

The cunning kid actually knew the price of the Purple Blue Macaws! Yan Boss was so angry his teeth itched: "400,000, I'll get you 400,000 right away!"

These parrots weren't just his; they were co-purchased by someone else. Moreover, the series of procedures from leaving Brazil to entering the country were all handled by that person. That person wasn't doing it for profit but because they liked parrots. They had entrusted Yan Boss to handle it and asked him to contribute half the funds. This half wasn't entirely for buying the parrots but also as an investment in that person's company to make some money.

If that important person couldn't see the parrots, would Yan Boss have a good life? Therefore, he was determined to raise 400,000 to redeem the parrots. Investing in that person's company, 400,000 would be quickly returned.

Thinking about the kid in front of him, who probably had never seen so much money in his life, how could he not agree?

Xiaohai Ai smiled: "Not for sale!"

"Ah!" Yan Boss opened his mouth wide: "Little brother, this... this is 400,000."

"Parrots, mine." Xiaohai Ai walked into the store, took the Purple Blue Macaws, which were still young and much smaller than adults. He transmitted his consciousness, and the parrots were as obedient as could be.

"Little brother, little brother..." Yan Boss was on the verge of despair, constantly begging.

Xiaohai Ai just gave him a playful look, said nothing, and turned to leave. As he left, he exchanged a slight smile with the old man who had recognized the coffin cricket.

If it weren't for the old man recognizing the coffin cricket, he might have suffered a great loss due to his carelessness.

"Xiaohai Ai, wait for us." Mengmeng Deng and Yunqi Xu closely followed him. They never expected that coming to the pet market would result in Xiaohai Ai getting such valuable parrots.

On the other side, Yan Boss looked at Xiaohai Ai leaving with a pained expression, feeling restless. He ran into the store and dialed a phone number: "President Deng... I... the parrots were taken away by someone... Yes, a young man, with two female companions, I heard them call him Xiaohai Ai..."

...

After parting ways with Mengmeng Deng and Yunqi Xu, Xiaohai Ai returned home, let the parrots and Xiao Ba get familiar with the environment, and planned to send them to the farm the next day.

He took out the bamboo tube and poured out Xiaoqiang.

Xiaoqiang's body was already stiff, but Xiaohai Ai was surprised to find that the cricket was not dead, just unconscious. After a moment's thought, he suddenly understood. He had injected three streams of spiritual energy into Xiaoqiang, which, although unable to control the coffin cricket's poison, had protected Xiaoqiang's last breath.

Unfortunately, if Xiaoqiang could survive, with the power of the Dragon Spirit Pearl, this cricket, the strongest fighter in the world, could live for a long time. However, Xiaohai Ai had no idea how to cure the coffin cricket's poison.

His hand felt itchy, as if bitten by a mosquito. He scratched it and opened his computer, typing "coffin cricket, antidote" into the search engine, hoping to find something useful. As expected, the coffin cricket, a species banned for nearly a century, was unknown to anyone, let alone its antidote.

Xiaohai Ai sighed and put Xiaoqiang back into the bamboo tube. No one knew when the spiritual energy in Xiaoqiang's body would disappear, and when that time came, it would be the end.

But he was still a bit reluctant. Since he had nothing else to do, he continued to browse page by page.

Damn, why is it so itchy? Xiaohai Ai looked down and saw a red spot on his right index finger. Ah, right, this wasn't a mosquito bite but a bite from the coffin cricket. Although the coffin cricket's poison was extremely powerful, it couldn't harm Xiaohai Ai, who possessed the Dragon Spirit Grass and had a vast amount of spiritual energy in his body.

He wasn't afraid of the poison, but it was damn itchy.

Xiaohai Ai went to the kitchen, took a piece of sulfur soap, and applied it to the red spot.

In summer, using sulfur soap for insect bites was more effective than any itch-relieving lotion. If there was no sulfur soap, using any other soap would also work. Wet it and apply it to the bite, and the itching would stop in a short time.

Xiaohai Ai always wondered why so many people would buy those expensive lotions when there was such a cheap and effective method.

Sure enough, as soon as he applied the soap, the itching stopped.

He returned to the computer and continued browsing page by page. Suddenly, his gaze stopped. "Coffin Cricket" appeared in red letters.

He checked the date; it was already three years old. He opened it and found it was a local trading website in Xinan. Someone was looking to buy donkey urine grass and aconite green grass, offering a high price and leaving a phone number.

What were donkey urine grass and aconite green grass? Xiaohai Ai had never heard of them. He read on and found only two replies from the same person:

"Donkey urine grass and aconite green grass? The coffin cricket is about to be released?"

"Don't be wicked. Using these two herbs makes the poison incurable."

Incurable? Xiaohai Ai frowned and called the number, but it was disconnected. It seemed the person had changed their phone number.

He continued browsing but found nothing.

Xiaohai Ai sighed and his gaze fell on the bamboo tube again. Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang, it's not that I don't want to save you, but there's no way.

He became curious about donkey urine grass and aconite green grass, but after searching for a long time, he found no information.

By the time he finished, it was already past one in the morning. Xiaohai Ai yawned, scratched his itchy index finger again, and fell asleep...

...

"What's going on? What's going on?" Deng Xiusheng slapped the table in front of him, furious: "I invested money in you to help me raise the Purple Blue Macaws, but you lost. Do you know how valuable these parrots are? Do you know how much effort I put into bringing them from Brazil? Do you know Brazil has banned their export?"

"I know, I know," Yan Boss stood there like a child who had done something wrong: "But if I didn't put up a big prize, no one would be willing to fight. My crickets are famous in all of Xinan. I also have a red cricket and a particularly strong one. Everything was going smoothly until a little brat appeared out of nowhere with an oil cricket..."

"Didn't expect it? There are many unexpected things!" Deng Xiusheng angrily interrupted him: "An oil cricket? I may not know much about cricket fighting, but I know an oil cricket can't be used for fighting. Are you lying to me? Did you collude with someone else?"

Yan Boss swore, wishing he could rip out his heart to show Deng Xiusheng.

Deng Xiusheng actually knew that Yan Boss didn't have the nerve. A few hundred thousand wasn't much to him, but he was reluctant to part with the parrots.

After a moment's thought: "Find that young man and offer him more money to buy the parrots. If 400,000 isn't enough, offer 500,000. There must be a price that will make him agree."

Yan Boss looked miserable: "President Deng, that little brat doesn't seem to care about money..."

Deng Xiusheng was surprised. Was there someone who didn't care about money? "What's his name?"

"Ai Xiaohai."

"Ai Xiaohai?" Before Deng Xiusheng could say anything, Chenglong Deng had already spoken up: "What does he look like?"

After Yan Boss described Ai Xiaohai's height and appearance, Chenglong Deng hurriedly said: "Dad, that's the hateful Ai Xiaohai. This guy is always against me. I've been patient with him, but he? He relies on his TV appearance and being a city hero, acting unreasonable!"

He twisted the facts, but Deng Xiusheng believed every word his precious son said. He frowned: "City hero?"

"He somehow saved a little girl, and the TV station made a big deal out of it."

Deng Xiusheng "Oh"ed. This was a bit tricky.

If Ai Xiaohai didn't want money and had such a reputation, what could be done?

Chenglong Deng whispered: "Dad, Ai Xiaohai seems to have a farm in Yuechang. I think he must have sent the parrots there. Should I send some people to steal them back?"

"Nonsense, we Dengs are people of status. How can we do such things?"

Chenglong Deng pouted and said nothing.