Claude leaned against the bed, watching the little snow dog fighting a life-and-death struggle with an old slipper on the floor... It had been three days since he brought the little snow dog home, and Claude discovered that the white-bearded one that day
Manager Merkel talked about a lot of advantages of this kind of Laldo Snow Dog, but he did not mention the biggest characteristic of this kind of dog, which is that it can tear down homes.
No wonder Claude felt that the three big Laldo snow dogs on the farm that day were somewhat similar to Erha in his previous life. They were actually Erha’s brothers in this other world. What also left Claude speechless was that this guy
Although he is not a coward like Erha, he still has the blood of an African boy with a flat head, and he has a temper that will fight with anyone he sees, even though his little body is only two and a half months old.
The old slipper on the floor belonged to my father. On the day it first arrived home, Mr. Morsan thought it was running around in front of him and blocking the road, so he pushed it aside with his kick. It was just pushing it, not kicking it, but this
However, the little snow dog hated Mr. Morsan for this, and ran around with his shoes in his mouth as soon as he came home. Finally, the mother thought of a way, and put his father's shoes on the shoe cabinet, and took another pair of his father's shoes.
I threw the old slippers to it, and it made it forget the hatred of its father for pushing it aside...
It can be said that Mr. Morsan did not welcome the addition of such a little kid to the family. As for Albert, he has been living in Sir Fox's manor without returning home. But this little kid has become the favorite of his mother, sister and brother.
Pet, this can be seen from its three names.
His mother called him Pluto, and this name was also given by Claude. When Claude was about to take him away, Steward Merclo asked him what he was going to name this little snow dog? Claude opened his mouth and said,
Pluto. This is the name of the little dog that was raised by the boss in the time traveler’s previous life. Claude also gave this little snow dog such a name for some reason.
However, after returning home, the little snow dog was warmly welcomed by his younger sister and younger brother. The younger sister asked him what his name was. Claude said it was Pluto, but the younger sister thought the name was not nice and changed it to Little Snowflake, saying that it was
The fur is as white as snowflakes in winter. Claude couldn't laugh or cry, which male dog would call such a girly name as Little Snowflake? But there was nothing he could do if his sister liked it. As for Little Fatty, he didn't care what the puppy's name was, because he
Call it woof woof...
The door was gently pushed open a crack, and my sister looked in through the crack: "Second brother, are you here, Little Snowflake?"
"Come in, it's playing with its slippers."
My sister opened the door, and the little snow dog was already wagging its tail to welcome it. This little one also knows who is the best to it in the family. My sister has been automatically promoted to its chief shit shoveling officer. A little lolita and a little snow dog are very close.
Let's have fun together soon.
After playing for more than half an hour, my mother's cry came from downstairs. It was time for my sister to go down to sleep, so the little Loli hugged the little snow dog and prepared to go downstairs. Since the little snow dog came home, my sister asked Claude to give it to her.
I made a small wooden box and put some rags inside for the little snow dog to use as a nest. I also placed the wooden box next to her bed so that the little snow dog could spend the night with her and Little Fatty.
Claude said: "Anna, you are not allowed to put Pluto on the bed to sleep with you again, and the same goes for little Booker. In the past three days, he has chewed up two blankets, a sheet and a pillow. If he does this again
If you go down there, mom won’t let it stay at home anymore, do you understand?”
Little Loli nodded timidly: "I understand, second brother, I won't put Little Snowflake on the bed to sleep anymore. You also tell mom not to throw it away, okay? It's still so small..."
Claude helplessly waved his hand and motioned for her to go down. Throw it away, is it possible? Even if his father is the person who dislikes dogs the most in the family, he will not throw away this little snow dog. Three days ago at the dock, three of his
My friend is salivating over this little snow dog. Bockar said that in the county town, a Laldo snow dog can be sold for three or four silver thalers. A little snow dog with such a white coat is worth selling for one gold crown...
Each of the four pheasants brought to the dock that day was divided into one for each friend. In the evening, Claude finally drank his favorite chicken soup, which was still pheasant, and tasted more delicious than the farmed chickens usually sold at the farm.
Another rabbit was given to Uncle Peg. Originally, Erikson wanted everyone to have an outdoor barbecue on the pier in the evening, but Claude wanted to take the little snow dog home early, so he rejected the proposal.
At that time, Claude felt it was strange and asked Bockard why the little snow dog was so valuable, but the Merclo manager promised Claude to exchange a pheasant and a rabbit? Bockard smiled and replied:
It should be a request from your father, Mr. Morsan.
When the little snow dog was brought home, he immediately became a star in the eyes of his mother, sister and brother. After Claude told his father what had happened, Mr. Morsant smiled. He said that the Merclo manager at Baiyang Ridge Farm was planning to
He won a permanent stall at the town's open-air market, but his farm's qualifications were insufficient.
Claude knew that the open-air market in the town was just like the farmer's market in his previous life. This was one of Mr. Morsant's political achievements and was proof of his third administrative commendation.
It was originally an open space in Bailu Town. Later, many merchants and hawkers set up beach to sell goods there, which was temporary. Therefore, the order was very chaotic, the sanitation was poor, and it caused a great safety hazard. So at that time, it was still
Mr. Morsan, an administrative clerk, made a proposal to set up the open space as an open-air market, plan and manage it, and increase revenue for the town treasury by charging stall rentals.
Then it became the largest open-air market in Bailu Town, as well as the largest farmer's market and grocery market. The annual rent was also a huge income for the town's finance. After Mr. Molsang became the town's administrative director, he continued to invest in this open-air market.
Expansion was carried out, and the market stalls were subdivided and divided into permanent and temporary ones. The long-term lease period is from one to three years, while the temporary ones are for one month, one week and one or two days.
Claude didn't ask anymore. It was obvious that the Merclo steward couldn't get along with Mr. Morsant, so he used a valuable little snow dog to ask for directions. No matter whether Claude used a pheasant and a rabbit to go there,
In exchange, the manager of Merclo would give him a small snow dog for free. Of course, exchanging prey for it would only sound better in name. The value gap between the two is huge.
Claude didn't care what stall the Merclo manager was planning. Now that his father knew about it, Mr. Morsant would naturally help the Baiyang Ridge Farm if he wanted to. Then the Merclo manager would have to find someone else to do.
I would like to express my gratitude. If Mr. Morsant doesn't help, that's normal. Anyway, Claude bought this little snow dog with prey. The difference in value is too big, so it's Steward Merclo's choice, and Claude didn't force him.
, don’t even think about asking him to give it back...
The month-long equestrian training class in the school has ended, and the afternoon classes have returned to their original state. It is no longer like the equestrian training class where you can freely choose whether to attend or not, and it is impossible to go home early. From now on, every day
There is only one Sunday off every week, so where to go depends on the distance.
Erikson's small fishing boat has been completed. The next step is to paint and dry it. It will be launched into the water in about ten days. By then, you can take the boat to Lake Beringa to fish every Sunday. Airy
Kesen said that there are many water birds in the reeds near the lake, such as water ducks and egrets, which are good targets for hunting...
Perhaps it was the days of hunting rabbits and pheasants after the last adventure to Bailuzhou and the period after returning that made Claude realize that he was not suitable for that kind of stable and quiet life. Ever since his father told him about his future arrangements, Claude
Instead, De was looking forward to his trip to the continent of Nubisia in two years. Regardless of whether he was going to join the army or not, it would at least satisfy his desire to increase his knowledge and explore this new world.
There are still two years left, at least until after graduation next year before we can arrange a trip to Nubisia. Claude sighed, picked up the fishbone dagger on the table and played with it in his hand.
This fishbone dagger, the wooden sign that looks like a longevity lock, and the pen holder with the big fish jumping out of the water are the three suspected magic items that Claude found in the shop in Valkuri last time.
It cost a silver thaler in total. But during this period, Claude tried his best, but still couldn't figure out whether these three items were magic items. Claude even wondered whether he was dazzled and saw it wrong.
These three things are glowing...
Ericson swore that the wooden sign was actually the house number posted on the guest room and cabin doors of a hotel or those ocean-going passenger ships. After Claude washed the wooden sign clean, he originally thought it was indeed that kind of house number, but later
It also feels wrong, because the house number will have a number stamped on it, such as the room number or the cabin number.
But after Claude carefully inspected this house number, he discovered that it was not made of wood, but a material that looked like wood and stone. It was a bit like the plastic jade products placed on the street stalls in the previous life. It looked very hard and durable.
It is very light and thin, but has the texture of jade. Moreover, the front of the house plate seems to have been polished and smooth, but the back is engraved with a six-pointed star pattern.
Claude was most confident and certain that the thing that was the same as this house number was a magic item, but he almost exhausted his mental power and failed to notice any abnormalities or abnormalities in this brand. This made him very frustrated. It seemed that his mental power was very strong.
It cannot identify whether something is a magic item.
There was also the pen holder shaped like a big fish jumping out of the water. Claude looked over and studied it over and over. Like the house number, he didn't come to any conclusion. At the same time, he couldn't figure out what the big fish pen holder was if it was a magic item.
What does it do?
As for the fishbone dagger, Claude tried almost every method, and finally wanted to throw it into the stove and melt it to see what would happen. He even went to the Hans Weapon Shop in the town specifically for this purpose.
I took a trip to look at the fine iron daggers sold there. After carefully comparing them when I got home, I could only admit that this was an ordinary dagger made of fine iron, and this fish bone dagger was not as good as those fine iron daggers sold in weapon shops.
The quality of the dagger...
It was not sharp, had no effect of cutting iron like clay, and there was no poison on the blade. Claude also used this fish bone dagger to cut one of the rabbit's feet and draw blood. As a result, the rabbit was still alive and well after half a day.
He didn't increase his agility or anything in his hand, and Claude couldn't feel anything. If he hadn't used his mental power to carefully look at the fishbone dagger and found a faint black light on it, Claude would have really wanted to
You really should throw this dagger into Boss Mike's iron furnace to save yourself such a mess.
Everything that could be dismantled was dismantled and inspected. Just like the dagger, Claude dismantled all the fish bones on the handle, but found nothing.
Claude also tried the method of identifying the owner by dripping blood. He cut a cut on his hand and squeezed out a few drops of blood to drip on the three items. There was no reaction, but the wound hurt a little. Only then did he realize that this was a magic.
Another world is not a fairy novel...
He sighed and threw the fishbone dagger back into the drawer. He was stunned for a long time, not feeling sleepy at all.
Claude saw the two dictionary-thick diaries in the drawer, thought for a moment, picked up the diary marked with one, turned on the oil lamp on the table, and prepared to read it as a biographical novel. Maybe this would make him very good.