"Good old age." Led by a man in black, Li Feng walked into a courtyard surrounded by green trees with a refreshing autumn breeze.

  If he didn't remember wrongly, the people living in this area of Huanxi were almost all either rich or noble. Those who owned independent large courtyards had an even higher status, because these warm-in-winter and cool-in-summer ancient mansions were no longer something that could be bought with just money. What kind of identity was this old man?

  Li Feng couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart.

  "Little brother, you're here." The old man was strolling in the courtyard, teasing the birds, and upon hearing Li Feng's arrival, his whole body shook, and he involuntarily hung up the birdcage, turned around with a slightly tense expression, and opened his mouth.

  "Old man, Zhang Xiaoge didn't disappoint your expectations. He has already cured the Golden Head General." The black-clothed man perhaps saw how much Old Man valued the Golden Head General and hastily went over to whisper.

  "Really!?" The old man's eyes widened, somewhat disbelieving. He had been playing with crickets for many years and naturally remembered how badly his Golden Head was injured back then. Previously, he had handed it over to Li to try out, but that was a momentary lapse in judgment. Afterwards, he hadn't held much hope.

  Who would have thought that this young leader returned after just two short days and actually cured the golden head?

  "Hurry up and let me see!"

  An old man with a nimble gait walked over, took the cricket cage from Li Feng, and indeed, inside it was a golden-headed cricket, its long body glowing with a soft, gentle aura, letting out a loud, clear cry. This intelligent, spirited creature that seemed to recognize people was none other than his treasured golden-headed cricket.

  "Haha, that's right, it's all good now. As soon as I heard this loud and clear cry, I knew Jin Tou was fine." The old man was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing, and when his gaze fell on Li Feng again, it was completely different.

  Eyes full of appreciation and admiration.

  "Little brother, I'm a man of my word since middle school. This time, I owe you one favor. Keep this business card well, if anything happens, feel free to find me." The old man was nearly seventy years old, but his words were extremely domineering.

  Li Feng secretly felt a thrill of excitement, unexpectedly gaining an unexpected surprise. He took the business card, which was very ordinary and plain.

  Above was printed only the old man's name, and a special machine number, but the more ordinary it seemed, the more Li Feng felt that this old man in front of him was unfathomable.

  "Come, young brother, come and sit down, try some of my Pu'er tea." The old man said with a great mood, looking at the spirited Golden General who seemed even more energetic than before, the more he looked, the happier he became.

  Li Feng took a small sip, and instantly felt a warm current flowing into his stomach, followed by a subtle fragrance rising slowly in his mouth.

  Pu'er tea he has drunk a lot, but it's the first time he saw such a rhyme, try to know if it's not an ordinary product.

  Hiss, hiss, the life of a person in power is indeed good. After drinking tea for three hours, Li Feng suddenly woke up to another purpose; being old and not being a character, he quickly discovered that Li Feng seemed to have something on his mind.

  "Little brother, what do you want to say?"

  "It's like this, Old Man. This time I've brought over a cricket that I raised back in my hometown..." Li Feng said with some embarrassment, chuckling and pausing before continuing: "Lately, the young master has been a bit strapped for cash, so I was wondering if you could take a look at this cricket and tell me how much it's worth."

  "Oh?"

  "Look at my memory." The old man patted his head and chuckled: "I almost forgot that you, young brother, have been raising insects for generations. Since you've brought the insect, that's great. Let me, an old man, open my eyes wide. I'm not good at raising insects, but if it comes to estimating prices, you've indeed found the right person."

  "Ah, it's this one." Li Feng reached into his pocket and fumbled around before pulling out a cricket he had raised once.

  To be precise, it's just a mantis that has been fed once, and in terms of body shape, it can't compare to the old Golden General, but it's quite impressive.

  To know that ants can grow abnormally big after being fed once, it's just because ants are originally small, but crickets are different. After being fed once, they can grow to this size, which is already very impressive.

  "I call it Green Headed Fool." Li Feng smiled humbly.

  "Green-headed silly, good, really is a top-grade green head." The old man was quickly attracted by Ah-Dai's appearance.

  It has to be said that with his years of experience in this field, he could tell at a glance that the insect Li Feng took out of his bag was definitely top-notch.

  However, the old man had seen many scenes before, and although top-notch fighting crickets were rare, they weren't unheard of. Compared to Qingtou's own cricket, what really caught the old man's attention was that Li Feng had actually hidden an extremely valuable cricket in his pocket.

  It's indeed a family of insect breeders and they're not afraid of losing their treasure.

  "Let me take a look, you sit down first." The old man brought over a microscope and also got out a balance scale to weigh Ah-Dai's body weight. Finally, he even picked up a fighting cricket from several insect cages in his courtyard and had it fight with Ah-Dai for a round.

  Li Feng watched from the side, and the old man's skilled manipulation couldn't help but make him sigh in amazement. This world really has all kinds of hobbies, even a single insect can be played with in so many ways.

  It wasn't until a while later that the old man came back to his senses, his expression somewhat solemn: "Young brother, are you really going to make a move against Ah Dumb?"

  "En." Li Feng was intimidated by Lao Ye's serious demeanor, and his heart skipped a beat, but he still insisted.

  Ah-Dai may be one in a hundred in the eyes of the elderly, but in Li Feng's hands, he can almost do as much as he wants.

  Moreover, Ah Diao, who had only been raised once, was just establishing a certain level of intimacy with him and hadn't yet transformed into loyalty, so he didn't have much to be reluctant about.

  "Little brother, let me tell you something. I almost missed it just now. You're not an ordinary top-quality fighting cricket." The old man put down his tools and said with a hint of emotion.

  "Oh, how can I put it? This old fellow is quite something!" Li Feng said with a smile, knowing that the cricket he had raised himself was no ordinary insect.

  "How to put it, you should understand that a general fighting cricket is one that we select from the cricket vendors as having potential to become a fighting cricket, and then after 20-30 days of feeding and training, only then can it truly be considered a fighting cricket."

  The old man took a sip of tea and continued: "However, the fighting crickets are also divided into three levels. The first level is the ordinary cricket, the second level is the superior cricket, and the third level is the extraordinary cricket king, also known as the cricket prime minister."

  And your green-haired idiot's weight, although it can't be listed as the king of mantis, but it has a hidden potential.

  "What's hidden?" Li Feng asked curiously.

  "Yes, that's right, it's a hidden one. This hidden one is the king of battles among peers." The old man added emphasis: "If I didn't misjudge earlier, you this foolish kid, its value far surpasses yours, and can bring you even more, do you understand what I'm saying?"

  Li Feng shook his head and said, "I'm old, my family has been raising insects for generations, but I don't know much about insect knowledge, and our family rules also do not allow me to get involved in insect fighting and gambling."

  In order not to reveal the secret, Li Feng could only continue to tell lies.

  "No wonder you're not very clear about this aspect."

  The old man nodded, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes: "To put it this way, the rules of fighting crickets are similar to those of human boxing. Boxers are divided into weight classes every ten kilograms, and fighting crickets are the same, except that their weight is not measured in kilograms, but in milligrams."

  "I say your stupid is a top-notch fighting cock because of this evenly matched heavyweight bout. Simply put, among the same weight class of fighting cocks, not many can beat this stupid one of yours. The benefits it can bring to you are even higher than my Golden Head. Now, do you still want to make a move?"

  The old man said here, with a smile and a non-smile, sizing up Li Feng.

  "I see." Li Feng took a deep breath. The king of the same level, it seems that Ah Dai can bring wealth to himself, which is indeed worth digging.

  Imagine this, winning every battle, how much money would you be able to win?

  However, Li Feng now obviously needs a sum of money, and with the Blood Essence, he has no intention of getting involved in fighting crickets and wasting too much energy. After some consideration, he still remains unmoved: "You're old, you can estimate the price, I've decided to sell."