Zhang Bei looked at the barrage and touched his chin but did not answer.

According to his and Colin's calculations, Bian Que's time span in the records was as long as three hundred years.

This means that his teacher Chang Sangjun will never be lower than this number.

According to the analysis of the recorded data that can be found, Chang Sangjun should have been around seventy or eighty years old when Bian Que started practicing medicine.

During the Warring States Period, fifty years old was enough to call oneself an old man.

It took him two hundred years to say goodbye to Bian Que.

According to the analysis of Colin's think tank, Chang Sangjun most likely used different names to travel around the world after leaving Bian Que.

It's not impossible to even use Bian Que's name directly.

After keeping these things in his heart for the time being, Zhang Bei didn't want to continue walking, so he found a comfortable position and leaned down.

Answering some questions from the audience in the live broadcast room and enjoying the quiet time in the afternoon.

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Seeing the people who came back with smiles on their faces, Zhang Bei also dusted himself off.

"Let's go down the mountain!"

Everyone had a good harvest today, even Zhang Bei had two big boxes stuffed in his backpack.

Zhang Bei glanced at the lively barrage in the live broadcast room and placed his finger on closing the live broadcast.

"I'll stop here for now. I'll go to the Mastiff Garden in the evening and continue to broadcast live to everyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the live broadcast room instantly fell into a black screen.

Before the sun set, the four people rushed to the side of the road.

Zhang Bei quickly took out a thermos cup from his backpack and took a big sip.

A beer with ice cubes will eliminate the fatigue of the whole day.

Colin was just about to take the thermos cup and take a sip, but Zhang Bei directly closed the lid and stuffed it into his backpack.

"You have to drive to the Mastiff Park later, so you can't drink."

Colin was stunned for a moment, then silently opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

Shen Feng glanced at Sister Xiu, then silently took out a can of snowflakes and poured it into his mouth.

The air became quiet for a moment, and Sister Xiu, who was holding her backpack and drinking water, was completely lost.

Has it been too long since I ran into the mountains with the boss?

Are you having more and more fun now?

Colin saw that no one was in the driver's seat, and his eyes moved towards the window.

Sister Xiu grabbed Shen Feng's beer and took a big gulp.

Colin:???

You are poisonous!

The car key went round and round and finally came into Colin's hands.

The three people neatly fastened their seat belts and began to rest.

Colin twisted his face, started the car and drove towards the village.

First, I sent Sister Xiu home, and then the car stopped in front of Shen Feng's house.

Zhang Bei and Shen Feng are from the same village, so it won't take long to walk back through the remaining roads.

"Leave the leader for a meal?"

"No, I have something else to do later."

"Then walk slowly!"

With a smile on his face, Shen Feng saw Zhang Bei off the path.

After returning home and tidying up for a while, it soon became completely dark.

The two of them took a shower and changed clothes. Zhang Bei then set up the navigation system and asked Colin to drive all the way to a suburb outside the county town.

After seventy-five minutes, the two finally arrived at the door of a large house.

Looking at the antique door, Colin's eyes were filled with anticipation.

He walked forward quickly and knocked on the door quickly.

The seemingly wooden door made a steely sound.

Colin was stunned for a moment, and he patted it hard again before confirming that the door was made of steel.

"What the hell, what about it?"

Zhang Bei rolled his eyes: "Guess how long the wooden gate can stop the Tibetan Mastiff?"

After hearing this, Colin suddenly fell silent and looked around the wall.

They are all over three meters high and have barbed wire fences attached, which are obviously preparations to prevent Tibetan mastiffs from escaping.

Zhang Bei looked at Colin who was knocking on the door without saying a word. He was leaning on the car with peace of mind and sorting out his live broadcast equipment.

A minute later, Zhang Bei pressed the button on his mobile phone to start live broadcast.

A large number of viewers rushed in quickly, and familiar IDs appeared one after another.

The alligator gets beaten every day: [Your Majesty, by the way, please take another month of sick leave. 】

Beiming Youhai: [Sofa, you are thinking of eating shit!]

He slapped Zhao Siban hard and opened his mouth: [Front row, you two, please stop arguing, this is the Mastiff Garden?]

Zhang Bei looked at the steady increase in the number of people in the live broadcast room and walked to the front.

"Stop knocking. They are taking care of the Tibetan mastiffs at this time, so you can't hear me."

While speaking, Zhang Bei turned the iron ring on the door in a circle, revealing a small keyboard.

After quickly entering the password, the door clicked open.

Colin looked at Zhang Bei's movements, his whole body filled with resentment.

“Beep beep beep!”

"Why the hell didn't you remind me!"

…

Ignoring the voice in his ears, Zhang Bei walked towards the courtyard with great steps.

The entire Mastiff Garden is huge, and Zhang Bei and Colin walked all the way to a small grassland.

Two old men were sitting comfortably on chairs drinking tea.

On the grass, several young men and girls were checking the health of two large Tibetan mastiffs.

"It seems like you two are living a good life!"

"Zhang Head!"

"boss!"

Two completely different titles were heard, causing the Tibetan mastiffs enjoying the massage to raise their heads.

"Okay, sit down and tell me how the Mastiff Park is going lately."

"The ghost mastiff cubs do not carry the red-neck gene, but the next generation should be able to cultivate it."

"The Mastiff King already has one. He has two cubs this time."

"There are a total of twenty-one other mastiff pups available for sale."

"The male mastiff in the mastiff park..."

The detailed introduction put a smile on Zhang Bei's face.

It has to be said that although these two are a little older, they are mastiff raisers after all, and they developed the mastiff park in just one year.

"I came here this time to find a mastiff for him, and I paid for it. I wanted to take one back myself, but I didn't pay for this one."

Colin sat aside, looking at the two huge Tibetan mastiffs with their eyes glowing green.

It doesn't matter whether he pays or not. Considering his financial situation, this little money doesn't matter at all.

But whether he can have a good Tibetan Mastiff is what he cares about.

"Then it's still the old rule. As long as the mastiff is willing to recognize its owner, it can be taken away."

"Let's go and have a look."

Zhang Bei doesn't care much about the rules of raising mastiffs.

They all regard the Tibetan Mastiff as their children. If the Tibetan Mastiff is not willing, they will not sell it no matter how much money they pay.

Following the two old men, they walked all the way to the depths of the Mastiff Park.

Soon we came to a breeding room.

From time to time, a cry of milk could be heard in the two-story building.
Chapter completed!