"Are these the quails?" Zhao Guangran looked at the tiny birds, his face full of disappointment.
Zhao Guangran looked at a quail that could be crushed with one hand and thought, how much meat can there be on it?
And with quails being so small, how big can their eggs be?
Overall, Zhao Guangran was dissatisfied with quails, in his words, they were not even enough to fill the gap between his teeth.
Zhao Gang, on the other hand, was full of joy, "These few are egg-laying quails, if I hadn't gone to get them today, they might not have been willing to part with them."
Such tiny birds, yet they were reluctant to give them away; Zhao Guangran really wanted to say, why not give more, that way he might also get a taste.
"It's good they gave them to us. Oh, and here are some eggs, I plan to incubate them, these will be little quails." Zhao Gang was most pleased with the eggs he got today.
