After introducing the efficacy of Polygonatum odoratum, Zhang Beiye and Colin continued walking towards the mountain.

His eyes passed over two squirrels running past the tree, and he smacked his lips unconsciously.

"By the way, you said you wanted a dog last time, and there's been news recently."

"What dog?"

"The mastiff breeder sent a message saying that a new batch of mastiffs have come out. If you want them, go and have a look tonight."

Colin's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard it was a Tibetan Mastiff.

"Damn it, haven't the inheritance of mastiff breeders been broken?"

Zhang Bei raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of smiles.

Mastiff-raisers were the earliest group among the outer ten sects to cut off their inheritance. During the Great Famine, people didn’t have enough to eat and how could they find the energy to raise dogs?

In just a few years, the once-prosperous mastiff breeders among the ten outer sects had their inheritance cut off.

If Zhang Bei hadn't relied on the Outer Ten Sects, he probably wouldn't have been able to find the only two old men with inheritance.

Compared with occupations such as wood harvesting, the craft of mastiff raising is simpler to develop in modern times.

After all, who doesn’t like beasts that are invisible to the eye?

The most troublesome part of the Mastiff Park is not the breeding, but the various certificates.

In this regard, Zhang Bei's relationship is really not that complicated, but it just needs to use some favors.

Coupled with the fact that mastiff owners are familiar with Tibetan mastiffs, they can develop a mastiff park in two years.

Zhang Bei also took a fancy to this and brought back two male and two female purebred Tibetan Mastiffs from Tibetan areas.

One of the female mastiffs even brought a cub of a ghost mastiff.

Now, a little over a year later, the Mastiff Garden has begun to bear fruit.

Colin looked at Zhang Bei and didn't want to explain, so he turned around and asked another question.

"Mastiff breeders shouldn't have those hybrid breeds on the market, right?"

"Don't worry, it would be an insult to give them those things."

The price of Tibetan Mastiffs has remained high for a long time, but the difficulty of breeding genuine purebred Tibetan Mastiffs, coupled with the personality of only recognizing one owner in their lifetime, has made traders have erroneous ideas.

Mixing several large dogs with docile personalities, batch after batch of Tibetan Mastiffs were produced, even causing the market to flood.

But in fact, although these hybrid breeds are also called Tibetan Mastiffs, they have lost the ferocity of the Tibetan Mastiff itself because of the fusion of a large number of genes.

In other words, most of the Tibetan Mastiffs that can be seen on the market today are hybrids.

There are very few true purebred Tibetan Mastiffs, if Zhang Bei had not gone deep into Tibetan areas and brought back a few.

Simply relying on raising mastiffs from generation to generation would take more than five years at least.

Seeing Colin's excited eyes, Zhang Bei also groped his chin and planned to take one home.

It’s not that he doesn’t keep pets, it’s just that most of them are kept free in nature.

Although the Tibetan Mastiff has a fierce temperament, if his temperament is polished from an early age, he will become a mighty big dog.

After all, no matter how ferocious it is, can it be more ferocious than these wild beasts?

The conversation between Zhang Bei and Colin caused a group of people in the live broadcast room to constantly ask questions.

Tibetan Mastiff!

That’s a purebred Tibetan Mastiff!

Those who wanted to buy it quickly sent messages hoping that Zhang Bei would see it.

Interested people kept reminding Zhang Bei to take them with him when he went to see the Tibetan Mastiffs.

The two of them were walking through the forest, one behind the other, when suddenly, a lazy roar of a tiger came from the distance.

In just ten seconds, a fat little tiger rolled and crawled up to Zhang Bei.

Yes, this is the one Zhang Bei released from the rescue station before.

With the same supply as Lao Bai feeding his son, he is now not small, and his whole body is covered with fat.

Zhang Bei rubbed its belly vigorously: "Look at how fat you are!"

The little tiger nuzzled Zhang Bei with his head, and then fell directly into his arms.

What happened to being fat?

All this fat on my body is gained by eating with skill!

Colin looked at the little tiger acting coquettishly with Zhang Bei and was silent for a long time.

I always feel like I have so many bad things on my lips, but I don’t know where to start.

This little guy is obviously underage!

And the ones that can appear in this place must be wild, right?

What makes a wild animal eat itself so fat?

Zhang Bei watched the little guy enjoy it without any politeness and patted its head with his hand.

"If you look at other people's wild Siberian tigers, they all have ferocious faces. Look at you again, as if they haven't woken up after sleeping for three days."

"Ouch!"

The little tiger turned over and hugged Zhang Bei's thigh with two paws.

I am Sepi: [Hahaha, why is this guy so good at acting like a spoiled brat!]

I have a friend: [Is this little guy too lazy? 】

Uncle policeman, we are in a normal relationship: [It’s so silly, it’s really incomparable with those two!]

Zhang Bei looked at the little guy entangled with him and sighed, then turned to look at Colin.

"You go first. There is a pool in the north of the forest. I put a lot of catfish in it. They should all have grown up now."

"Okay, I'll go there first!"

Colin looked at Zhang Bei who was being held in his lap and knew that he wouldn't be able to leave in a short time.

Now it's better to take the first step and prepare lunch in advance.

Zhang Bei looked at the little guy pestering him and found a seat to sit down.

"You are a tiger, a Siberian tiger. Where is your dignity as the overlord of the forest?"

"Aww!"

The little tiger obviously didn't know what dignity was, lying in Zhang Bei's arms and enjoying the massage.

From time to time, he would lick Zhang Bei's hand with his tongue.

In some ways, this little guy is more family than a cat.

After playing with the little guy for a while, in the live broadcast room, countless people were seen chewing on old man's lemon.

Zhang Bei was dragged all the way to its hunting ground by the little guy.

Looking at the rabbit holes all over the ground and the grass carp looming in the river, Zhang Bei fell silent.

I have to say that Lao Bai really has his own unique insights in raising his son.

You have to say that they are not well maintained, but this place is full of food, which is comparable to a wild buffet restaurant.

But if you think you’ve raised it well, this little guy is now as fat as a ball!

The little tiger glanced at the rabbit hole, turned around and jumped directly into the river.

In only about ten minutes, three grass carp were thrown to the shore.

Zhang Bei looked at the wet little guy and quickly took out a towel and wiped it.

Looking at the three grass carp that had been knocked unconscious, he found a vine nearby and tied it on, and headed towards the destination with the little guy with his head held high.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the little guy following Zhang Bei like a pug, and the flames of jealousy had already broken through the sky.

I am Sepi: [Grass, you are a Siberian tiger, how come you are like a licking dog!]

Slip a stone: [I’ve seen dog licking a lot, but this is the first time I’ve seen tiger licking!]
Chapter completed!