Shepherd John's eyes sparkled when he saw the money, and he reached out to take it, but she shrank her hand and could only look at her hand holding the money helplessly: "Three sheep, a lamb, plus a wolf cub, 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 wonder if this little meat can be used to cook half a pot." Xining pretended to put the money into his purse.

"No, I want four!"

Yep, then you just keep it. Put the money in your bag and leave! Sister is... not the Holy Mother. Don’t talk about animals in this world, even two-legged beasts will starve to death.

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

Shepherd John saw her walking out of the gate and quickly chased her out.

Seeing that she was already riding on the donkey, he grabbed the reins and smiled apologetically: "Three is 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 it frightened the sheep in the nearby sheepfold. They fled from the fence and hid inside.

"You'd better hurry up, otherwise the price will go down even more if the wolf cub dies."

Shepherd John looked embarrassed and tried to force out a flattering smile: "You are a good person, you 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 take advantage of my kindness to bargain. Now I have two silver coins, whether you want it or not. If you don't want the money, let go. I'm very busy and have to leave.

"Without any possibility of discussion, she lifted up her cloak and put her hand on the sword.

The wolf cub was really dead, and the skin was worth at most five coppers. Shepherd John could only reluctantly agree: "Deal!"

"Go and bring out the ewe and lamb first, and let me take a look."

Less than three minutes later, Xining soaked the goat's milk in a cloth and squeezed it into the mouth of the dying wolf little by little. One drank a few drops and then replaced it with the other, repeating the cycle.

The little wolf that had eaten the goat's milk gained a little strength and purred softly than a cat. Fortunately, the mother wolf was well fed and the wolf was able to endure hunger and thirst, so it was able to survive until now.

The guy looked at it and felt curious: "Are you really planning to raise wolves?"

"Everything you raise is for raising." Xining has already started feeding for the third round. The little wolf has opened its misty eyes, raising its head and opening its small mouth following the smell of milk.

The waiter laughed and said, "The wolf is not a dog. The bigger it gets, the less control it can have. It will bite the animals to death."

"Donkeys are not afraid of wolves." Especially her stubborn donkey, she is very smart: "When it can no longer be controlled, it will be taken to the wild and released."

Xining glanced at Shepherd John and said, "I will take him far away."

"That's good!" Shepherd John was still smiling, with an old face that was weathered by the sun, and his smile turned into a chrysanthemum: "We have both sheep and wolves, and this money..."

Xining glanced at the ewe and lamb next to him: "The ewe has so little milk, the lamb can tell it's a male without even looking at it, right?"

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 for meat.

"Oh, this magic weapon master." Shepherd John began to complain: "You don't know, the wolf ate my two fattest sheep, not even the bones and skin were left. Not only these two, but also the previous ones.

I’ve also killed sheep, but that’s all money. You said I only relied on these sheep, but I was killed by a wolf..."

"Okay, okay!" She went to dig out her purse impatiently, dug out two silver coins and poured them into Shepherd John's hand: "The money is clear."

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

The ewes and lambs were tied with hemp ropes, and the men on donkeys helped to pull them. She was holding a package, and three furry little heads poked out of it. They stayed in the package obediently and looked at it with black eyes.

The outside world.

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

The boss stared at these three little guys, who were not much bigger than puppies: "Are you really planning to raise these?"

Whatever happens is fate! But that's not what they say: "Just give it a try. Isn't the wolf more powerful?"

It's powerful, it's even more powerful than that big black dog. But the problem is, this is not a housekeeper, it's almost turning the small forest into a wolf den.

But in this way, no one dares to go to the woods to cause trouble. Anyway, they are not raising them themselves. Thinking of this, the boss is just reminding you to take good care of the wolf cubs. If you see them getting wild, throw them away if you can't control them.

Pulling the sheep and hugging the wolf, Xining rode the donkey back to the cabin.

On the way, Jian couldn't help but said, "I've never heard that wolves can be raised well."

Gong: "There were nobles who used wolves as their symbols. Their ancestors lived with wolves."

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

Jian: "What is Erha?"

It's a wolf-like dog.

Jian: "What is a wolf boy and what is Rome?"

Uh... that's also a type of dog, like a wolf.

Jian: "Then let's just call these three little guys wolf boys. How about Roma and Erha?"

Gong: "Well, it sounds pretty good."

Xining...

In normal life, there are more things. Fortunately, the wolf cubs quickly recovered their strength and were able to drink milk by themselves. She only needed to squeeze out enough milk before the lambs finished drinking the goat's milk.

It’s not bad to raise a goat. She can drink half a bowl of goat’s milk. This body also needs nutrition.

While fishing, the three wolf cubs were jumping around and playing around, sometimes teasing the cats inexplicably. Some cats would avoid them, but some would greet them with a grinning paw.

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

After putting the three little guys back into the nest a few times, she gave up. In the previous mission, no matter how hard she threw the resentful ghost cat, when she opened her eyes, she was already lying next to her, fast asleep.

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A month passed like this, and when it was time to deliver the goods again, 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 gathered around to watch.

"It's fun, it's so fun." "A wolf cub? It's more lively than a dog. It's so big in a few days. It's different after all."

The cook also fed each wolf cub a small piece of sausage, which had already grown teeth. The three of them ate it deliciously.

After the delivery, the boss said one thing, Shepherd John was dead. Since the last time he went to herd sheep, he hadn't come back for several days. The neighbor felt something was wrong and told everyone. We went to search together and finally found the clothes. Judging from the torn appearance,

Look, it should be a wolf.

"They say he killed the she-wolf, and the wolves came to seek revenge. The sheep are gone, and the people are gone. It's so miserable." The boss looked at the three fur balls that were fighting with each other on the ground. They already weighed four or five kilograms.

He looked like: "They say wolves will come looking for them, so it's better not to raise them anymore and let them go."

Xining smiled: "I know, I know it well."

The boss reminded: "It will be winter if it goes on, and they will have to eat meat. They can eat the fish balls you made, but will they have time to make them?"

"If wolves don't eat fish, I'll find a way. At worst, I'll buy some meat." Xining didn't want to say that she could still hunt. Doing so would make her boss think she was "not doing her job properly."

"Okay, okay, it's time to go back." She greeted, but the little wolf was playing enthusiastically.

Even though he refused to listen, he could only keep a straight face: "Wolf boy, Rome, Erha!"

Hearing her voice become stern, the three wolves ran up to the cloth with their tails between their legs and asked her to pack it up and take it away.

Looking at the three pairs of green eyes, grinning, I don't know whether he is sighing or laughing. Xining...
Chapter completed!