Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 81: 81. Three thousand is okay

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Song Tan had no idea how many gentlemen's hearts were hurt by a cup of tea. He only knew that his trip took him a whole day and it was already six o'clock when he got home.

"It's been a long day."

After getting off the car, Zhang Yanping stretched hard and felt stiff all over.

Then he touched his stomach and shouted, "Aunt, what are we eating tonight? I'm so hungry!"

Wulan still had her tea-picking sleeves on her arms, and now she came out of the kitchen carrying a large basin:

"I found a pork leg in the refrigerator. I forgot when it was frozen there, so I asked your uncle to chop it up. We're having this for dinner tonight!"

Zhang Yanping no longer had any extravagant desire for meat. He just looked at her pitifully: "That Astragalus..."

Wulan laughed: "You are indispensable. Tantan is a picky eater. She won't eat anything that is not grown in the ground."

Song Tan also sighed. It was not that she would not eat anything that was not grown in the ground. It was obvious that now she could only accept this taste.

I've been home for a while, and I haven't had a proper bite of meat. It's really sad to tell others about it.

As he was speaking, Qiao Qiao suddenly cheered:

"What a big dog!"

Wulan then remembered that her prodigal daughter had gone out today to buy someone else's dog, saying that the puppy was useless and someone had to look after the fields on the mountain.

It’s not that she doesn’t understand this principle, but even though she understands it, she feels uncomfortable whenever she thinks about spending money.

Fortunately, the high price of tea made up for her heartache, so she asked, "How much did you spend on this dog?"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw a big dog walking towards him. In the shadow of the night, it looked like a yellow-haired tiger!

"Ouch!"

This gave her a fright.

Song Sancheng ran over when he heard the noise, his mouth opened wide, and then he rubbed his hands happily:

"This dog is so big! So big!"

I turned around and looked at the four treasures nearby. After looking at them, I only recognized one. "Is this a German Shepherd? What kind of dog is this black one? Oh, look at them, they are so handsome! The fur is so shiny, so nice."

Wu Lan's eyes widened, and then she realized: "You have so many dogs at once, what do they eat? They are all so big, so do you have to cook a special pot of rice for them every meal?"

I knew it.

Song Tan thought to himself: Raising a dog in the countryside is just like soaking leftovers in soup, isn't it

But she didn't refute it, instead she pointed to the back of the car and said, "No need, the seller gave us some dog food."

But Wulan still despised: "Your four dogs are fine. This one looks like a wolfdog and is quite energetic. But what is this big dog for? No one dares to come to our house if you put it at the door!"

She was talking about King Kangao.

Song Tan has already made arrangements: "It's the biggest one, so we'll go look after the pigs. The others will go look at the chestnut orchard first."

"The black fungus on the mountain hasn't germinated yet, but the white fungus will start to grow soon. If someone picks them or carries them away, won't you feel bad?"

"That stuff is sold by the gram after it's dried."

Song Tan was not exaggerating. Even the ordinary basswood Tremella is sold by gram because it is almost weightless after being dried and is very light.

The dog was taken home, what else could Wulan say? At this moment, he only asked the most crucial question:

"How much?"

Zhang Yanping, who was standing beside him, was on edge.

Song Tan watched Qiao Qiao getting restless and guided him to touch the heads of several dogs while introducing them to each other:

"This is Dawang, the eldest of the family. Dawang, this is Qiaoqiao, you must protect him well in the future. This is Dabao..."

While taking the time to answer her mother's question: "Three thousand."

Zhang Yanping's heart skipped a beat, wondering how could this silly cousin be so bold as to tell the truth? !

Wulan really started to feel distressed:

"Three thousand for just these five dogs? You really have too much money to burn."

The water that Zhang Yanping had just taken into his mouth was sprayed out with a "puff".

Seeing Wu Lan's suspicious look, he quickly followed suit and said, "That's right! You really don't know how to live. Auntie, I couldn't persuade you to stop today."

Unexpectedly, Wulan changed her mind again: "Three thousand is not bad. I know that purebred dogs are very expensive nowadays, so just make do with it. I think they are all quite obedient."

Of course they did. After getting off the bus, they lined up in a row and didn’t shout.

Qiao Qiao touched them and they were all very docile. They must have been well-trained dogs. They looked fierce but also well-behaved, and they wouldn't bite easily, so it was safe to keep them.

"Yes," Song Tan said, "These dogs were not sold when they were young, so they were hard to sell when they grew up. That's why I got a bargain and bought them back for three thousand yuan."

"Otherwise, if they were young, one would cost three thousand."

Wulan smiled and said, "Not bad. I saw some for 7,000 or 8,000 yuan online... I heard that dogs like this can't always eat our food. There's cheap dog food online. You can buy some."

Song Tan shook his head and took down several boxes of dog food from the back of the car:

"Look, mom, these are all dog food given to you because they want to sell them off quickly. Eat them first."

She looked serious:

"There are so many places to spend money, we have to save some money."

Zhang Yanping instantly looked at his little cousin with new eyes.

Not to mention anything else, this ability to read people's expressions and please adults cannot be developed without a hundred or eighty years of practice!

Is this really a gift

In comparison, I am not the older brother, I am clearly the younger brother.

Song Tan ignored him at all. After packing up the dog food and supplies from the car, he brought in a pile of straw from outside.

While introducing the dogs, he said, "Mom, it's a little cold at night, let them sleep here first. Take the time to build their dog houses in the next two days, and then release them into the mountains."

Knowing that her daughter got a good deal on the dog this time, Wu Lan was satisfied and gave her daughter some advice:

"You can't do that. The dogs are grown up and have just moved to a new environment. You need to let them get more familiar with us."

"Qiao Qiao, take out all the clothes from the bottom drawer of your room. They are our old clothes and there is nowhere else to throw them. They are just perfect for padding their dog bed. Smell the smell."

At the same time, he couldn't resist his curiosity and walked forward to touch the king's head tentatively.

The dog was tall, so she didn't need to bend down, and she even had to raise her arms to touch the top of its head.

"Look at this face, black mouth and yellow hair, how honest it is! I saw on the Internet that people raise that puppy every day, it barks and can't even guard the house, how can this big dog look stable?"

She touched each one twice, turned around and hurried back into the kitchen:

"The pig's trotter meat is too fatty. I guess you guys don't like it. I'll take out a few pieces and share them with them."

Zhang Yanping looked at Song Tan who was pretending to lay the straw in a mess, and at this moment he had only admiration in his heart.