In a fit of rage, the farmer personally disposed of his most beloved rooster because it had become extremely forgetful of its roots. Unexpectedly, this caused chaos in the henhouse, with over ten thousand hens going on a hunger strike and refusing to lay eggs. The farmer was preparing to select another rooster to salvage the situation.
There is a large rooster in the countryside, its body shining with golden light, its comb as red as flames, its eyes a jewel blue, its legs muscular and taut, its claws gripping the ground like iron hooks, and its crowing piercing through the morning mist. With its head held high and chest out, it displays the majesty of the king of all birds. The farmer, hearing of this, was extremely excited. He crossed two mountains, waded through three rivers, and traveled hundreds of kilometers by car, arriving in the countryside of another city before dawn, just to hear the crowing of this rooster in the morning.
On the roof, the golden rooster stood on one leg and crowed: "Oh——Oh——Oh," just these three sounds, neither more nor less, echoed through the valley, causing the farmer to shed tears and say, "It’s it, it’s mine, I want to take it away."
"Oh, I have to say you came to the right place, there's really no better rooster than this one. I don't intend to sell it cheaply, you know, you get what you pay for, it's worth you trading nine cows for it," the chicken farm owner said sarcastically.
"Nine-headed? Cow? You must be out of your mind for money, who would trade a nine-headed cow for a big rooster?"
"I am sure you will use nine bulls to exchange for this big rooster. As far as I know, most farmers who have seen but not bought this rooster go back feeling sleepless, entangled, and regretful. The person who came to see this big rooster yesterday morning has already gone back to herd the cattle. If you wait any longer, you won't have the chance!"
The farmer stepped forward, looking at the large rooster on the roof while shaking the owner's hand, saying: "Sell it to me, it can only belong to me. I will first mortgage the money to you, and I will go back to get nine cows. You can tell everyone that the rooster has an owner now!!"
The chicken owner cleared his throat, took out a cigarette and said, "I'm really reluctant, do you think I'm really short of this money?" I just think this big is really great value, so I want to adjust it, a fixed price of 18 cows, all female!! Buy it and take it." "What? What did you say? Raising the price? Doubled it completely? You~ you~" After more than ten seconds, he was filled with grievances and complaints, but had no choice but to compromise, stepping forward to light the cigarette that the chicken owner was holding in his mouth with a lighter.
Before the rooster left, its mother came before it, kissed it, and said, "My dear son, this departure is uncertain, and we will be worlds apart. There are too many words that I fear you won't remember, so I will give you four words: Respect Heaven and Love People." The rooster was being carried in the basket behind the farmer as they headed back, and the hen followed closely behind, constantly reminding, "Son, you are a rooster, and the most important thing for a rooster is to crow at dawn; everything else is secondary. Remember to crow—crow—crow!!"
The farmer stopped and turned to the chicken owner, saying: "I spent such a large amount of money to buy this big rooster. I don't want it to sneak back just because it misses its mother. Can I take its mother with me? I think I've given you enough already." The chicken owner immediately kicked the hen into a deep ravine and said ominously, "It had a mother just now, but now it doesn’t have a mother anymore!!"
After returning to the farm, the rooster remembered his mother's words and crowed every day on time from the rooftop. However, the farmer did not want it to just crow; it would be such a waste if the rooster, which was exchanged for 18 adult dairy cows, only crowed.
The farmer has a packed daily schedule for the big rooster: every morning, noon, and evening, it greets and interacts with the hens in the coop. Tourists can take a photo with it for 30 yuan, and for 100 yuan, they can stroke its feathers for 3 minutes. It has also been trained to jump rope, hum songs, walk on a tightrope, do arithmetic, jump hurdles, and ride a skateboard. It even does trials and endorsements for gold and silver jewelry, cosmetics, and luxury goods…
Under the intense promotion by the media and tourists, the big rooster's traffic and fame have surged dramatically. People coming to the farm now have to spend a lot of money just to see the big rooster. For example, it used to be that anyone could enjoy watching it, but in the end, one had to buy 300 eggs just to get a spot in the front row. Eventually, one needed to purchase 20 roasted chickens and 50 pounds of milk to be able to touch its feathers. The big rooster has lost count of how many mornings it hasn't crowed, and even people have forgotten that the rooster's function is to crow; no one seems to remember this anymore.
The rooster was initially just a simple creature, gradually elevated and adored, cultivated into a vain being. One time, it muttered to itself, "What were the four words my mother said to me back then?!" Perhaps it’s not entirely its fault; being praised and flattered like this, who wouldn't be somewhat confused about reality and unsure of their position?
One day, the owner was holding a big rooster in the center of the crowd, preparing to personally showcase it to everyone, when suddenly someone in the audience shouted: "I've been here many times, this big rooster only knows a few tricks, it's not interesting, it's so boring."
When the big rooster heard it, his face couldn't hang up, how could he usually hear this kind of evaluation?! He jumped on top of his master's head and declared his sovereignty, only to see that his legs were tight and strong, and his claws grabbed the farmer's head like iron hooks, and the farmer immediately bled and his face was spent, and he panicked, stood unsteadily, swayed from side to side, and almost fell to the ground. And this caused a burst of laughter from the tourists, and the man who spoke just now added: "I've been here many times, and this show is the first time I've seen it, it's so funny, it's so funny", the big rooster was shaken by the farmer and was incontinent - poof~ poof, all the feces were all over the farmer's head and face, and the farmer was furious, holding the legs of the big rooster with both hands, and broke it fiercely, instantly scrapping its legs.
The big rooster had been in a coma for a whole day, and at night it gradually woke up. As soon as it opened its eyes, it was startled; it saw the previous big rooster also staying in the woodshed like itself. They faced each other, speechless. They had both been the owner's absolute... absolute favorite big roosters... Oh my god.
June 11, 2025 Wednesday Beijing Time: 7:09 AM Author: Zhou Yong
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In a fit of rage, the farmer personally disposed of his most beloved rooster because it had become extremely forgetful of its roots. Unexpectedly, this caused chaos in the henhouse, with over ten thousand hens going on a hunger strike and refusing to lay eggs. The farmer was preparing to select another rooster to salvage the situation.
There is a large rooster in the countryside, its body shining with golden light, its comb as red as flames, its eyes a jewel blue, its legs muscular and taut, its claws gripping the ground like iron hooks, and its crowing piercing through the morning mist. With its head held high and chest out, it displays the majesty of the king of all birds. The farmer, hearing of this, was extremely excited. He crossed two mountains, waded through three rivers, and traveled hundreds of kilometers by car, arriving in the countryside of another city before dawn, just to hear the crowing of this rooster in the morning.
On the roof, the golden rooster stood on one leg and crowed: "Oh——Oh——Oh," just these three sounds, neither more nor less, echoed through the valley, causing the farmer to shed tears and say, "It’s it, it’s mine, I want to take it away."
"Oh, I have to say you came to the right place, there's really no better rooster than this one. I don't intend to sell it cheaply, you know, you get what you pay for, it's worth you trading nine cows for it," the chicken farm owner said sarcastically.
"Nine-headed? Cow? You must be out of your mind for money, who would trade a nine-headed cow for a big rooster?"
"I am sure you will use nine bulls to exchange for this big rooster. As far as I know, most farmers who have seen but not bought this rooster go back feeling sleepless, entangled, and regretful. The person who came to see this big rooster yesterday morning has already gone back to herd the cattle. If you wait any longer, you won't have the chance!"
The farmer stepped forward, looking at the large rooster on the roof while shaking the owner's hand, saying: "Sell it to me, it can only belong to me. I will first mortgage the money to you, and I will go back to get nine cows. You can tell everyone that the rooster has an owner now!!"
The chicken owner cleared his throat, took out a cigarette and said, "I'm really reluctant, do you think I'm really short of this money?" I just think this big is really great value, so I want to adjust it, a fixed price of 18 cows, all female!! Buy it and take it."
"What? What did you say? Raising the price? Doubled it completely? You~ you~" After more than ten seconds, he was filled with grievances and complaints, but had no choice but to compromise, stepping forward to light the cigarette that the chicken owner was holding in his mouth with a lighter.
Before the rooster left, its mother came before it, kissed it, and said, "My dear son, this departure is uncertain, and we will be worlds apart. There are too many words that I fear you won't remember, so I will give you four words: Respect Heaven and Love People." The rooster was being carried in the basket behind the farmer as they headed back, and the hen followed closely behind, constantly reminding, "Son, you are a rooster, and the most important thing for a rooster is to crow at dawn; everything else is secondary. Remember to crow—crow—crow!!"
The farmer stopped and turned to the chicken owner, saying: "I spent such a large amount of money to buy this big rooster. I don't want it to sneak back just because it misses its mother. Can I take its mother with me? I think I've given you enough already."
The chicken owner immediately kicked the hen into a deep ravine and said ominously, "It had a mother just now, but now it doesn’t have a mother anymore!!"
After returning to the farm, the rooster remembered his mother's words and crowed every day on time from the rooftop. However, the farmer did not want it to just crow; it would be such a waste if the rooster, which was exchanged for 18 adult dairy cows, only crowed.
The farmer has a packed daily schedule for the big rooster: every morning, noon, and evening, it greets and interacts with the hens in the coop. Tourists can take a photo with it for 30 yuan, and for 100 yuan, they can stroke its feathers for 3 minutes. It has also been trained to jump rope, hum songs, walk on a tightrope, do arithmetic, jump hurdles, and ride a skateboard. It even does trials and endorsements for gold and silver jewelry, cosmetics, and luxury goods…
Under the intense promotion by the media and tourists, the big rooster's traffic and fame have surged dramatically. People coming to the farm now have to spend a lot of money just to see the big rooster. For example, it used to be that anyone could enjoy watching it, but in the end, one had to buy 300 eggs just to get a spot in the front row. Eventually, one needed to purchase 20 roasted chickens and 50 pounds of milk to be able to touch its feathers. The big rooster has lost count of how many mornings it hasn't crowed, and even people have forgotten that the rooster's function is to crow; no one seems to remember this anymore.
The rooster was initially just a simple creature, gradually elevated and adored, cultivated into a vain being. One time, it muttered to itself, "What were the four words my mother said to me back then?!" Perhaps it’s not entirely its fault; being praised and flattered like this, who wouldn't be somewhat confused about reality and unsure of their position?
One day, the owner was holding a big rooster in the center of the crowd, preparing to personally showcase it to everyone, when suddenly someone in the audience shouted: "I've been here many times, this big rooster only knows a few tricks, it's not interesting, it's so boring."
When the big rooster heard it, his face couldn't hang up, how could he usually hear this kind of evaluation?! He jumped on top of his master's head and declared his sovereignty, only to see that his legs were tight and strong, and his claws grabbed the farmer's head like iron hooks, and the farmer immediately bled and his face was spent, and he panicked, stood unsteadily, swayed from side to side, and almost fell to the ground. And this caused a burst of laughter from the tourists, and the man who spoke just now added: "I've been here many times, and this show is the first time I've seen it, it's so funny, it's so funny", the big rooster was shaken by the farmer and was incontinent - poof~ poof, all the feces were all over the farmer's head and face, and the farmer was furious, holding the legs of the big rooster with both hands, and broke it fiercely, instantly scrapping its legs.
The big rooster had been in a coma for a whole day, and at night it gradually woke up. As soon as it opened its eyes, it was startled; it saw the previous big rooster also staying in the woodshed like itself. They faced each other, speechless. They had both been the owner's absolute... absolute favorite big roosters... Oh my god.
June 11, 2025 Wednesday Beijing Time: 7:09 AM Author: Zhou Yong