Zhang Yan secretly shook his head. This situation is normal. There are many stray wild dogs near the outskirts of Beijing. Most of them were abandoned because their owners could not afford them.

This situation became even more serious after 1959.

There are many people like the stall owner, but unfortunately he can't afford it, and other families are not rich either. Except for those hunters who are traveling in the mountains, who has the extra food to keep a dog as a pet?

"Brother-in-law!" The little carrot head looked at Zhang Yan pitifully, with a look of pleading in his eyes.

Zhang Yan couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to squat down. Before buying, he had to see how the puppies were doing and whether they could be fed.

Don't buy it back. It will die within two days. It's better not to buy it.

The coat color of these puppies is very beautiful, yellow and black, with black and yellow tiger stripes.

Reaching out and picking up one, Zhang Yan looked at it carefully, "Fellow, are you a hunting dog?"

"You have good eyesight. I used to be a hunter chasing mountains. Now I am old and can no longer chase mountains.

Otherwise, I will never take out these puppies." The old man selling the dogs praised Zhang Yan first, and then said sadly.

"Yeah! Although he hasn't opened his eyes yet, he has deep-set eye sockets, hair on the back of his cheeks, and a thick neck. He is a good dog!" Zhang Yan took the puppy, looked at it, and praised it.

Then he added, "It's still a two-legged tiger!"

"Comrade, do you also know the dog scripture?" the old man asked excitedly.

"Haha! How many of the gentlemen in Sijiucheng don't understand the dog scriptures? Even if they are not proficient in it, they can still tell one, two, and three.

I am the kind of person who can chat casually." Zhang Yan smiled modestly.

He really understands the Dog Scripture.

Some time ago, in order to treat cystic hydatid disease and prescribe medicine for the livestock in the western suburbs farm, Zhang Yan studied many books on animals.

He also brushed up the dog scriptures and created a dog fortune-telling technique.

The two tigers mentioned by Zhang Yan just now are actually a way of referring to hunting dogs in dog fortune-telling, which means there is one dragon and two tigers.

One dragon and two tigers are both excellent hunting dogs.

A dragon is a dog with a hair on its chin, also called a dragon whisker.

Erhu is a dog with two hairs on its chin, also called tiger whiskers.

Those with three hairs are called hounds. Although they are also good hounds, these hounds will steal prey or poultry and cannot be kept.

All in all, the puppy in Zhang Yan's hands is a good puppy, regardless of whether it can be fed.

After putting them down, Zhang Yan picked up the other puppies one by one and looked at them carefully.

These nine pups are all pretty good, and it should be said that they are of a good breed.

Nine dogs produce a mastiff. The mastiff here does not refer to the Tibetan Mastiff, but to the Dog King.

“My fellow hounds are well bred!

It's a pity that I didn't even open my eyes. If I buy it back, the chance of making a living is slim."

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

If there was really no other way at home, how could I be willing to take it out, let alone at this time." The old man's face was full of sadness and reluctance, and there were already tears in his eyes as he spoke.

The old man really didn’t want to sell, but the mother-in-law at home was making such a fuss that even his son and daughter-in-law didn’t support him. Seeing that the noisy people were having trouble living every year, the old man endured his heartache and took out the puppies, as if to find them a home.

Good family.

"Yes! If there was no other way, who would be willing to take out the dog king's bastard?

However, puppies like you haven’t opened your eyes yet, so it will be difficult to feed them after you buy them.

Is your big dog still there? How about selling the big dog to me, or lending it to me for a while?" Zhang Yan has already started thinking about buying these puppies.

Mainly because the quality of this litter of puppies is so good.

Just because others can't feed him doesn't mean he can't feed him. He does have a lot of milk powder in his hands.

"Do you really want to buy it?"

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

"Okay! Just wait for me for a while, and I'll bring the big dog here." The old man hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay! Let's go for a walk in front first, and we'll trade when we come back later.

You don’t have to worry about me not buying it, I’m from Zhangjiayu!” Zhang Yan saw the old man’s doubts and introduced himself to his family with a smile.

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

"Yes! It's me!" Zhang Yan smiled and nodded.

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

"I belong to the Ding family shack. It's not far from your Zhangjiayu Island. I'll send you home directly." The old man said cheerfully.

"Okay! Do you sell these chickens too?"

"Yes, it's the Chinese New Year, isn't it? I'm thinking of selling these chickens to get some money to buy some New Year goods."

"How much does your chicken cost?"

"If you want, you can pick whatever you want, and one will be worth a dollar or two to you!" the old man thought for a while and said.

Note: Don’t tell me that my price is wrong because of the prices in the Siheyuan. Eggs cost 40 cents per catty, a chicken weighs 45 catties, and the old man charged 1.2 yuan. It is already a very cheap price.

"Okay! I want all of your chickens! There are eight chickens in total for the rooster and the hen, and they cost nine dollars and sixty cents, right?"

"Yes! Just give me nine dollars and a half!" The old man generously gave up another ten cents.

"This is ten yuan, so don't look for it! Can you please send one to your home? The extra money will be considered as shipping fee!" Zhang Yan smiled and handed the other party a big black ten.

"That's not possible. How can I ask for so much money from you?" the old man quickly refused.

"Don't refuse. Don't I have to trouble you to run an errand? I have to eat food to make up for the energy consumed. This doesn't cost money?" Zhang Yan smiled and put the money into the old man's hand.

After some reasoning, the old man finally collected the money, but secretly decided in his heart that he would not need the money from the big dog and those puppies anymore, and the fifty cents would be regarded as the money from the sale.

Zhang Yan took Tong Mei and others and continued to push forward.

As time went by, more and more people came to the market, reaching its peak.

In addition to buying some food, Tong Mei bought pots and pans, especially basins. She bought twelve of them.

Eight of them are for Xiaoluotou and the others.

The other four are for her and Zhang Yan to use.

Women have more trouble and need a special basin.

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

Zhang Yan just watched and then took charge of getting things.

After wandering around, they came to a place selling Spring Festival couplets and welcome money. Tong Mei stopped and said to Zhang Yan, "I wonder if dad bought Spring Festival couplets. How about we buy some more?"

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

"Can you also write big characters?"

"That said, you don't know how powerful your man is?" Zhang Yan raised his eyes at Tong Mei.
Chapter completed!