After Wei Heng left, Gu Xi took Da Hong for another stroll deeper into the woods.
She took out a large black plastic bag and draped it over Da Hong's neck. "Go on, Da Hong." 'Whether I get to have fresh mushroom and chicken soup for lunch is all up to you.'
The entire chicken was numb. 'This human woman is so cruel, so heartless, so cold! She's actually enslaving a chicken to find mushrooms for her to make chicken soup!'
'Is this something a human should be doing?!'
But Da Hong was a chicken that knew when to bend and when to yield. It knew it couldn't win against this human woman, so it very pragmatically lowered its noble Wild Chicken King head.
And it flapped its wings, as if to say—'Leave it to me.'
Gu Xi patted Da Hong's head in satisfaction. Da Hong then flapped its wings spiritedly and set off into the woods to find mushrooms.
As for whether it might bring back some poisonous mushrooms?
Gu Xi wasn't worried at all.
