Seeing the money with his eyes shining, John reached out to take it, but when she shrank, she could only look at her hand holding the money: "Three sheep, and lambs, plus wolf cubs, at least four silver coins."

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"Then you keep your sheep and wolf cubs. When the wolf cubs starve to death, I don't know if this little meat can be cooked in half a pot." Xining acted to put the money in his pocket.

"No, I need four!"

Tsk, then you keep it. The money is in your bag and leave! Sister is... not the Virgin. In this world, not to mention animals, two-legged beasts can also starve to death.

The guy who went with him rolled his eyes: "I don't want three silver coins, are you stupid?" After that, he turned around and went out with him.

When the Shepherd John saw that she had walked out of the gate, he hurriedly chased him out.

Seeing that she was riding on the donkey, she grabbed the reins and laughed: "Three is only three!"

Xining sat on the donkey and looked at him like this: "This is the price just now, now I am only willing to pay two."

"What?!" Shepherd John screamed. The sound was so loud that the sheep in the sheep pen next to him were so turbulent that he fled from the fence and hid inside.

"It's better to hurry up, otherwise the wolf cub will die and the price will fall."

Shepherd John's face was embarrassed and tried to squeeze out a pleasing smile: "You are a good person, don't want these three wolf cubs to die..."

"No, I'm not a good person. If I were a good person, it wouldn't be your turn to use my kindness to bargain. Now, you should be fine with two silver coins. If you don't want money, let go, I'm very busy and I'm leaving.

"She lifted her cloak and placed her hand on the sword without any discussion.

The wolf cub is really dead, and the skin is worth up to five bronzes. Shepherd John had no choice but to agree: "Get the deal!"

"Go and take out the ewe and the lamb first, and I'll take a look."

After less than three minutes, Xining soaked the goat's milk in a cloth and squeezed it into the dying little wolf's mouth bit by bit. Drink a few drops of one and then switch to the other, and repeating the cycle.

The little wolf who had eaten goat milk had a little strength and whimpered, and the screams were lighter than that of a cat. Fortunately, the female wolf was fed well, and the wolf was resistant to hunger and thirst, so she has been able to hold on until now.

The guy was curious after seeing it: "You really plan to raise a wolf?"

"Everything is raised." Xining has started feeding the third round. The little wolf has opened its misty eyes, tilted its head and opened its mouth according to the fragrance of milk.

The guy laughed: "A wolf is not a dog. The bigger it is, the more it is, the more it cannot be controlled. It will bite the animal to death."

"The donkey is not afraid of wolves." Especially her stubborn donkey, she was very energetic: "When you can't control it, you will be taken to the wild to release it."

Xining looked at the Shepherd John: "It will take you far away."

"That's good!" Shepherd John was still smiling, with an old face shining with wind and sun, smiling like a chrysanthemum: "This sheep, wolf, all the money..."

Xining looked at the ewe and the lamb next to her: "The ewe have so little milk, so you don't need to look at it and you know it's a ram?"

Only three or four rams are needed in the flock. When the extra rams grow up, they can only be sold to butchers or killed to eat meat.

"Oh, this magic weapon master." Shepherd John began to complain: "You don't know, the wolf ate my two fattest sheep, and there was no bone or skin left. Not only these two, but before

I have bitten the sheep to death, but it's all money. You said I just rely on these sheep, but I was beaten by the wolf..."

"Okay, okay!" She went to take out the money bag impatiently, dug out two silver coins and poured them into the hands of the Shepherd John: "Do both money and goods."

"Hey, okay~" Shepherd John picked up the silver coin and looked at it repeatedly, his eyes almost laughing.

The ewe and the lamb were tied with hemp ropes, and the guy riding the donkey helped to pull it. She held a package, and three furry little heads poked out from it, stayed in the package obediently, and looked at the black and white eyes.

The outside world.

Back at the hotel, the boss and everyone were stunned.

The boss stared at the three little guys who were not much older than puppies: "Are you really planning to raise this?"

Everything goes with the flow, and it is fate at least! But that's not what it means: "Try it. Isn't the wolf more powerful?"

It's amazing, even better than that big black dog. But the problem is, this is not the only one who is the secret, it's just turning the woods into a wolf's nest.

But in this way, no one dared to go to the woods to cause trouble. Anyway, it was not raised by themselves. Thinking of this, the boss just reminded him to take good care of the wolf cubs. Seeing that they were wild, they would throw them away if they couldn't control them.

Pulling the sheep and holding the wolf, Xining rode the donkey and returned to the wooden house.

On the way, Jian couldn't help but: "I haven't heard of a wolf that can be raised well."

Bow: "There were nobles who used wolves as marks, and their ancestors were with wolves."

There are indeed many, wolf boys, the founder of Rome. As long as wolves are raised well, they can still be useful. How did Erha come about?

Jian: "What is Erha?"

It's a kind of dog like a wolf.

Sword: "What is a wolf boy, what is Rome?"

Uh...that is also a kind of dog, like a wolf.

Jian: "Then these three little guys simply call them Wolf Boy, how about Roma and Erha?"

Bow: "Well, it seems to sound pretty."

Xining...

In daily life, there are more things to do. Fortunately, the wolf cubs quickly recovered their energy and could drink milk by themselves. She only needed to squeeze out enough milk before the lamb finished drinking the goat milk.

Raising a head sheep is also good. She can drink half a bowl of goat milk, and this body also needs nutrition.

When fishing, three wolf cubs jumped and played around, and sometimes they would tease the cat without knowing the depth. Some cats would avoid it, but some would greet them with grinning claws.

At night, the three wolf cubs refused to sleep in the prepared haystack and insisted on climbing onto her bed and huddling with her.

After putting the three little guys back into the nest a few times, she gave up. In the past, the ghost cat with great resentment was thrown away no matter how much. When she opened her eyes, she was already lying beside her and slept soundly.

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After a month, when I went to deliver the goods, I didn't dare to leave the wolf cubs at home, so I took them all with me. As soon as the three guys were put down, many people in the hotel watched.

"It's fun, so fun." "Is the wolf cub? It's more lively than a dog. It's so big in a few days. It's different."

The cook also fed a small piece of meat sausage to each wolf cub for this, and it had already grown teeth. The three of them were so delicious that they were smashed.

After delivery, the boss said something, the Sheep John was dead. Since she went to herd sheep last time, she hasn't come back for several days. The neighbors felt something was wrong and told everyone. They went to search together, and finally found the clothes, from the torn appearance.

Look, it should be a wolf.

"Everyone said that he killed the female wolf, and the wolf pack came to seek revenge. The sheep were gone, and the people were gone, so miserable." The boss looked at the three wool groups fighting each other on the ground, which had already reached four or five kilograms.

It looks like: "Everyone says that wolves will come here, otherwise don't raise them anymore and let them go."

Xining smiled and said, "I understand, I know."

The boss reminded: "It will be winter when you go on, and they still have to eat meat. They can eat fish balls you make, but can they have time to make them?"

"I will find a way if the wolf doesn't eat fish. At worst, I can buy some meat." Xining didn't want to say that she could still hunt. In this way, the boss would think that she was "not doing her job properly."

"Okay, OK, it's time to go back." She greeted, but the little wolf was having fun.

If he didn't listen, he could only look down: "Wolf boy, Rome, Erha!"

Hearing her voice became stern, the three wolves ran to the cloth with their tails and asked her to pack and take it away.
Chapter completed!