Pikachu in the Hills

When Jiang Feng turned his head and saw the stall at the street corner, he was immediately scared.

Because in that box there were actually five or six Pikachus!

That's right, it was the Pikachu from the anime!

Covered in yellow fur, with a long tail, pointy black ears, and those very characteristic red circles on its cheeks.

Wasn't this a Pikachu?

Except these "Pikachus" were a bit different from the Pikachu in the anime.

At least much smaller in size.

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded, hugging bun he unconsciously walked over to the street stall.

"That can't really be Pikachu right? But it looks like it!"

"What are you thinking, Pikachu is from anime, just like Digimon, it's not real!!!"

"What? You actually don't believe in the existence of light!"

"This is obviously a mouse dyed to look like Pikachu, just to fool people who haven't seen much of the world."

"Who are you saying hasn't seen much of the world!"

"???"

When the online viewers saw Pikachu, everyone was startled by the familiar figure.

But soon the online viewers reacted.

This was nowhere near Pikachu, this was clearly just a dyed mouse.

If this was put anywhere else it would have been seen through already.

Unfortunately at this very remote market there were mostly elderly people, and everyone was seeing such a strange animal for the first time.

So they all crowded around.

"Come and see, a descendant of the ancient divine beast Pikachu, five hundred yuan each, five hundred yuan each!"

Jiang Feng hadn't even gotten to the stall owner yet when he heard him shouting loudly.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

This stall owner really was boastful, calling it the ancient divine beast Pikachu?

What was this guy thinking!

And as the stall owner shouted, the watching crowd grew larger and larger.

Jiang Feng also hugged bun and squeezed into the crowd.

At this time, the stall owner was still vigorously touting the "Pikachus" in his box.

Blowing it up dramatically.

Listening to it made Jiang Feng frown, this guy didn't seem like a good person.

With his goatee and monkey cheeks, rat eyes, he looked like someone born to be in prison.

But Jiang Feng didn't immediately speak up, but stood to the side. He actually wanted to see how this guy would tout these mice dyed to look like Pikachus.

"Folks, this is the legendary ancient divine beast, Pikachu!"

"Do you know what good it'll bring having it at home?"

The goateed stall owner looked around at everyone with twinkling eyes.

But no one answered him, everyone was just curiously looking at the "Pikachus" in the box.

Seeing this, the stall owner didn't pause and continued speaking.

"Let me ask, do you all know what a treasure rat is?"

"I know, it's that divine beast that can help people find treasure!"

A fat baldie seemed afraid others wouldn't know and eagerly raised his hand, excitedly saying.

The elderly people around looked at the fatso.

"That's right, this friend is totally correct. And this Pikachu is a descendant of the treasure rat. Although it can't seek out treasure, having it at home can still improve your feng shui."

"It can bless your family members, ensure career success, academic achievement, safety and peace. Pikachu can still accomplish this!"

The stall owner nodded in satisfaction and temptingly said to the elderly people around him.

Hearing that this thing could improve the feng shui at home, the elderly people finally reacted.

Some had even begun asking about the price.

After all, who didn't want the best for their family.

Seeing people's reaction, the stall owner smiled in satisfaction. And he specifically emphasized that these were the last few left, once sold out there would be no more.

This made many elder people moved.

But Jiang Feng standing at the side couldn't help but laugh.

The acting skills of this stall owner and fatso were just too awful, obviously working together.

But, these two guys actually dared to openly scam people on the street, seems they did have some background.

"Host hurry up and go stop that person, can't let the elderly get scammed!"

"Don't worry, old Jiang isn't that kind of person."

"I'm laughing so hard, if scammers like this came to my neighborhood, you'd see if I **** them or not, haha."

"The above is too disgusting!!! Even scammers are scared of you!!!"

"Hmm, these don't seem to be rats, let me think..."

The online viewers were also extremely angry seeing these two scammers trying to scam the elderly.

And some on site were already prepared to take out money.

Jiang Feng hurriedly went up to try and stop it.

At this time, bun suddenly ran out and squatted in front of the cardboard box.

Curiously pointing at the "Pikachus" inside, crying out loudly.

Seemingly asking what this thing was.

It was most interested by such strange looking things.

Jiang Feng immediately picked up bun, "These are rats, got it?"

Whimper~

Bun nodded blankly.

But it still didn't understand why these rats looked different from the rats it normally saw.

Jiang Feng didn't speak quietly, the elderly people around also heard.

They suddenly became doubtful.

Could these really just be rats?

The stall owner was just about to collect money with a grin, he didn't expect someone would actually dare interfere with his business!

He looked up angrily at Jiang Feng, then was immediately shocked.

What was this guy's background?

He was actually accompanied by a giant panda?

One look and you could tell he was someone of wealth and power, not to be messed with.

And Jiang Feng was smiling at him. The stall owner knew his scam had been seen through.

He immediately became extremely panicked.

Him and his lot usually operated in remote areas, always leaving after one scam, never daring to stay long in one place.

If they ran into someone with strong local connections they absolutely did not dare clash.

Moreover, once their scam was exposed by the locals, people in these remote areas had ferocious temperaments. Not giving them a heavy beating would be going easy on them.

Therefore, seeing this, the stall owner hurriedly lowered his head. Then signalled with his eyes at the fatso.

The two hurriedly packed up ready to leave.

"Not selling anymore, not selling! Something came up today, not selling!"

Some elderly people who were taking out money heard the stall owner wasn't selling anymore and anxiously took out what little money they had wanting to give to the stall owner.

But the stall owner didn't dare take money now, he just wanted to run away quickly.

Just then, a bullet message in Jiang Feng's livestream suddenly blew up the chat.

"Host, you absolutely can't let these two people get away. The Pikachus they have aren't rats, but an invasive species!"

"This kind of organism not only damages the ecology, but also spreads disease!"

"Hurry stop them!"

The online viewer was extremely anxious.

The forestry administration staff also became anxious watching the stream, hurriedly dispatching personnel at the local station to hurry over.

Seeing this message, Jiang Feng's expression changed. He immediately hugged bun blocking the two's way.

"You two, wait a minute!"

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