Zhang Yan shook his head secretly. This situation is normal. There are many stray wild dogs near the outskirts of Beijing. A large part of them were given up because the owner could not afford it.

This situation became even more serious after 59 years.

There are many people like stall owners, but unfortunately they can’t afford to raise them, and other families are not rich. Except for those hunters who are driving to the mountains, who will have extra food to raise a dog as a pet?

"Brother-in-law!" Little Radish head looked at Zhang Yan pitifully, his eyes showing a pleading look.

Zhang Yan couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to squat down and buy it first to see how these puppies were and whether they could support them.

Don't buy it back, you will die in just two days, so it's better not to buy it.

These puppies have pretty fur colors, yellow and black, and have black and yellow tiger skin patterns.

He reached out and picked up one, Zhang Yan took a closer look, "My fellow villager, are you a hunting dog?"

"Hello eyesight. I used to be a hunter who drove the mountain. Now I am old and can't catch the mountain.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken out these puppies." The old man selling dogs first praised Zhang Yan, and then said sadly.

"Well! Although I haven't opened my eyes yet, my eye sockets are deep, there are evil hairs behind my cheeks, and my neck is thick. It's a good dog!" Zhang Yan looked at the puppy and praised him.

Then he added, "It's still a second tiger!"

"Comrade, do you understand the dog scriptures?" the old man asked excitedly.

"Haha! How many of the men in Sijiu City don't understand the Dogs' Classic? Even if they are not proficient, they can still say one, two, and three.

I am the kind of person who can just talk a few words." Zhang Yan smiled modestly.

He really understands the Dog Sutra.

Some time ago, in order to treat cystic hydatosis and to prescribe medicine for livestock on Xijiao Farm, Zhang Yan studied many animal books.

He also brushed the dog scriptures and produced a dog-photographic technique.

The two tigers that Zhang Yan just mentioned are actually a saying about hunting dogs in dog-like art, with one dragon and two tigers.

One dragon and two tigers are all hunting dogs of excellent quality.

A dragon means that a hair grows on the chin of a dog, also known as a dragon whisker.

The second tiger is that the dog has two hairs on its chin, also known as tiger whiskers.

The one with three hairs is called a stole dog. Although it is also a good hunting dog, this kind of hunting dog will steal prey or poultry and cannot be raised.

In short, the puppy in Zhang Yan's hand is a good puppy without considering whether he can be raised.

After putting it down, Zhang Yan picked up the other puppies one by one to check carefully.

These nine puppies are pretty good, and they should be said to be of good breed.

Nine dogs produce one mastiff. The mastiff here does not refer to the Tibetan mastiff, but to the king of dogs.

“My fellow hunting dogs are well bred!

It’s a pity that I didn’t open my eyes. If I buy it back, I don’t have a high chance of supporting it.”

"Comrade, you have also seen that there is a dog king's embryo here. As long as it is well cultivated, it will be a dog king in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no way at home, how could I bear to take it out, and I wouldn't have taken it out at this time." The old man's face was full of misery and reluctance, and tears were already in his eyes as he spoke.

The old man really doesn't want to sell it, but the wife at home is very chaotic, and even her son and daughter-in-law don't support him. Seeing that the troubles are not good for years, the old man then endured his heartache and took out the puppies, as if he was looking for one for them.

Good family.

"Yes! If there was no way, who would have been willing to take out the dog king's cub?

However, you puppies have not opened your eyes yet, and it is difficult to support them if you buy them back.

Is your big dog still there? Otherwise, sell it to me or lend it to me for a while?" Zhang Yan had already thought about buying these puppies.

The main thing is this litter of dogs, the quality is so good.

If others cannot support them, it does not mean that they cannot support them. They have a lot of milk powder in their hands.

"You really want to buy it?"

"Yes, if you are willing to sell me the big dog or lend it to me for a while, I will buy all these puppies." Zhang Yan nodded affirmatively.

"Okay! You wait for me for a while, and I will bring the big dog here now." The old man hesitated for a long time and gritted his teeth.

"Okay! Let's go to the front and let's trade later.

You don’t have to worry about not buying it. I’m from Zhangjiayu!” Zhang Yan saw the old man’s doubts and smiled and reported to his home.

"Are you from Zhangjiayu? Are you the boss of Zhang Fusheng's family? Zhang Yan?" The old man hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Yes! It's me!" Zhang Yan nodded with a smile.

Tong Mei turned her head to look at Zhang Yan and spoke with her eyes, "I didn't expect that you are quite famous."

"I am from Ding's shack, not far from your Zhangjiayu, I will send it to you directly." The old man said readily.

"Okay! Are you selling these chickens too?"

"Yes, isn't this the New Year? I want to sell these chickens and exchange them for some money to buy some New Year's goods."

"How much does this chicken cost?"

"If you want it, choose whatever you want, and one is counted as two of you!" the old man thought for a while and said.

Note: Don’t tell me about the price of Siheyuan, my price is wrong. Eggs cost 40 cents per pound, and a chicken weighs four or five pounds. The old man costs one yuan and two, which is already a very cheap price.

"Okay! I want all of you chickens! There are eight chickens in total, nine yuan and six cents, right?"

"Yes! Just give 9.50 cents!" The old man generously gave another dime.

"This is ten yuan, so don't ask for it! Please send it to your house with one yuan. The extra money is considered freight!" Zhang Yan smiled and handed the other party a big black ten.

"This is not possible. Can I ask for your money so much?" the old man quickly refused.

"Don't refuse. Don't I have to trouble you to run away? The energy consumed has to be replenished by eating food, so you don't have to spend money?" Zhang Yan smiled and stuffed the money into the old man's hand.

After some push, the old man finally took the money away, but he secretly decided in his heart that he would not want the money for the big dog and the puppies, and he would just treat the 50 cents as a sell-off.

Zhang Yan led Tong Mei and others to continue to squeeze forward.

As time goes by, more and more people are in the market, reaching the peak.

In addition to buying some food, Tong Mei bought pots and pans, especially basins, and directly bought twelve ones.

Eight of them were used for Little Radish Head and the others.

The other four are what she and Zhang Yan want to use.

Women are a little more troublesome and need a special basin.

After buying pots and pans, Tong Mei bought a lot of things for women.

Zhang Yan just watched and was responsible for getting things.

While walking around, when we came to the place where we sold Spring Festival couplets and the money we sold, Tong Mei stood up and said to Zhang Yan: "I don't know if my father bought Spring Festival couplets, why don't we buy some more?"

"Buy some red paper! Let's write it ourselves when you get home." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"You can still write big words?"

"You don't know how powerful your man is?" Zhang Yan said with a slight look on Tong Mei.
Chapter completed!