Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 59—Laldo Snow Dog

Crowder walked slowly on the mountain road with his rifle, and there were three rabbits and five pheasants hanging on the gun. This was the harvest of the traps that were left in the past few days. In the past five days, Claude and his three partners have left nearly a hundred traps in this mound and forest. If not only in five places, Claude wants to remove these traps. Not so easy.

A few days ago, Claude set up a trap with his partners to make a shot for a place. The choices were those grass nests and bushes in the forest below the mound. Ten to nearly a hundred, as long as rabbits and pheasants enter these bushes and grass nests for food, they will step into these traps in all likelihood.

This is also the reason why Claude has so many captures every time in the past few days, and every time I go to the place where I set the trap yesterday, I will pick up some prey traps. Because there are no rabbits and pheasants, I still have them there, Claude. Also let these traps stay in place, and then look at the next day, maybe there are unexpected gains.

The prey that Claude hangs on the musket is now an unexpected harvest, which is captured by the traps that survived the previous few days. And the twenty new traps that were placed yesterday were only one rabbit. From this point of view, the number of these small animals in this area has dropped significantly, and the winning rate is not high...

After a large circle between the mound and the forest, it took nearly two hours or so to remove all the traps that had been retained, and Claude went back.

The weight of these eight rabbit pheasants is quite heavy. A few days ago, the partners shared the harvest, and Claude didn't feel tired. Now that a person is carrying a arquebus gun and these prey, he feels that the burden of walking is not light. Just go to the Baiyangling Farm in front to see if Reagan is going to drive to the town, so just take your own ride.

The area of ​​Baiyangling Farm is not too large. It does not produce grain in less than 100 acres of farmland. It is mainly based on the cultivation of fruits and vegetables, supplemented by chicken and egg production. It is said that the owner of the farm is a businessman in the county town. After buying this farm, he has only been there several times. Usually, one of his relatives is responsible for management and management here.

Reagan said that there are four farmers in the farm, they are employed to take care of vegetable fields, blueberry gardens, chicken farms and citrus forests. And he is hired as a handyman, part-time shit, driver, errands. In addition, there are three watchdogs in the farm. They are very big, but unfortunately they can't be used. In addition to eating, they will only be called. Usually, even rabbits can't catch them...

The periphery of the Baiyangling Farm is a small river ditch that is more than two meters wide. This is both the irrigation channel of the farm and the dividing line of the farm. The farmhouses here are basically the same, with a ditch at the border to indicate the boundaries, but there are some simple wooden bridges on these ditch and river to facilitate pedestrians. Crowder walked along the river ditch to the gate of the farm, but what he did not expect was that he was greeted by the arrogance of three big dogs.

This does not seem to be a watchdog. This body is obviously much bigger than the watchdog. The color of the dog is not right. The watchdogs in Bailu Town are mostly gray-black, but also brownish-yellow. many. But the color of these three big dogs is flower, white gray and yellow, and Claude suddenly feels that these three big dogs are a bit like the famous "two ha" in the past life...

Hearing the bark of the dog, a fat farmer came out of a farmhouse not far away, and he stopped three big dogs, then went to the door and asked Claude what was going on.

Claude said that he was looking for Reagan. The fat man looked up and down him and pointed to a row of bungalows on the other side. He said that he would go there, and Reagan should be there to live.

Into the door, the three big dogs are not called, but just behind the Claude quietly, as if escorting him. But Claude found that the three big dogs were not interested in him, but the bunch of rabbits and pheasants hanging down on the musket. At the same time, they look at the eyes of these prey without murderousness. Instead, they are very curious to explore the feeling. They seem to want to understand why these rabbits and pheasants are hanging upside down on this shovel officer...

The row of bungalows should be horse stables, the carriages are unloaded in the open space in front of the bungalows, and the two horses pulling the carts chew the horses in the stables. Reagan was kneeling beside a big wooden box on the ground. He didn't know what was busy. When he came closer, he found that he was teasing a litter of puppies. It was about two months old. The five or six white puppies are very Active, rolling in the box, playing and playing, two puppies are still chasing the hand that Reagan had licked on their heads.

"How come you?" Looking up and seeing Claude, Reagan asked.

Remove a rabbit from the musket and throw it at him. Kleinde said, "Give it to you, you have to do it, but this is the last harvest."

"Thank you," Regan picked up the rabbit: "It's fat, you can add food at night. Right, you have to go back to town now?"

Crowder nodded and leaned his rifle at the wall.

"Then you will wait another half hour here. I have a basket of eggs and a few baskets of blueberries to be sent to the town. You can take my carriage back," Regan said.

"Well, I will wait here," Crowd replied.

"Then I will take the rabbit to the kitchen first. You are teasing these puppies here. They are very fun." Regan took the rabbit and turned to say hello to the three big dogs behind Crowder. I touched their heads and pointed to Claude, indicating that they were their own, and then they went outside. .

These white puppies are really fun, they are full of energy and embarrassment. Claude learned that Reagan reached into the middle of them, and they used deciduous teeth to bite Claude's fingers. The chubby body arched and wanted to climb over the back of the hand, pressing Claude's hand to the hand. Go under their bodies. Can roll from Claude's hand, and flip it over the straw on the bottom of the box, then climb one by one and continue to Crowder's hand. Arching...

These six snowball-like puppies can make a person's face blood.

The three big dogs next to me were also quietly lying on the ground, watching Claude play with the puppies.

There was a footstep behind him. Claude thought that Reagan was back. He asked, "What kind of breeds are these puppies? Isn't the three watchdogs you said?"

"These three are not watchdogs. They are authentic Laldo Snow Dogs. These puppies are also young people." A strange voice rang behind the scenes.

Klein quickly stood up and turned to see, but saw an old man with a white beard standing behind him.

"I am sorry, Reagan said that there are three watchdogs in the farm, and I have no research on the breeds of these dogs..." Claude quickly bowed his head.

"Nothing, young man, my name is Mercro, it is the management of this farm." The old man said with a smile, went to the side of the box, bent down and reached for the head of several puppies.

"Well, hello, Mercrot, my name is Claude, a friend of Reagan, ready to take his carriage back to town."

"I heard Reagan say it." Mercrot stood up with great interest and turned to the wall, watching the string of pheasants and rabbits hanging on the rifle on the wall: "These are you." Are you caught? Are you alive...not using a gun?"

"Yes, set a trap." Claude replied.

"Reagan said that what secret medicine is used to soak the grain?" It seems that Reagan is also a big mouth, but fortunately Claude did not tell him the truth.

"There are small cabbage leaves and some fruits, beans, dried berries, and the like. These rabbits and pheasants love to eat." Claude answered the face without changing color.

"I used to hear that people used the wheat soaked in spirits to lure the pheasants to eat. When they ate the wheat, they were like drunk, and it was easy to catch."

Crowder smiled and shook his head and said, "This is a lie. I remember that it seems that the hunter written in this novel captures the pheasant in this way. In fact, this is only the way the author imagined. It is impossible to do it in reality. First, the pheasant would not go to eat the wheat soaked in spirits, and the smell did not like it. Second, the spirits actually evaporated very quickly, and it would have no effect after a long time. Third, the pheasant is not We humans, they are hard to say if they are drunk."

"But can your secret agent not be like a spirit?" Merkel said.

Claude smiled and said nothing, the old man was not well-intentioned, and obviously wanted to know from him what the secret agent was.

Seeing that Claude is not talking, Merkel does not agree with it: "Mersan is your father?"

Claude nodded.

"I have seen him several times. He is a good official. The executive director of Bailu Town has developed so fast..." Merkel said.

"Thank you for your compliment, I think my father will be very happy to hear you say this." Claude answered very politely.

"Do you like these puppies? If you like, I can give you one." Merkel suddenly said.

"Oh, thank you, these puppies are cute, but I don't need them." Claude began to be alert, nothing to be diligent, not traitorous.

"In fact, the Laldo Snow Dog is the best playmate for the children." Mercrot went to the wooden box and looked at the playful puppy in the box and said: "This Laldo Snow Dog comes from the mainland of the North. The snow and ice wasteland, the Northland people see them as their own family members. They are loyal, reliable, courageous, but also alert and intelligent.

The history of our kingdom with Laldo Snow Dog is not long. It was originally more than two hundred years ago. Merchants from the Northland presented three snow dogs to Sterling III as their birthday gift. But soon these three snow dogs lived in the court, crossed with other dogs, and did not leave pure blood. It was not until Sterling IX was enthroned that he sent a man to the Northland to have a purebred Laldo Snow Dog.

Of course, these three farms are not particularly pure Laldo Snow Dogs, but their pedigree can be traced back to the first three generations. Currently in the major cities of the kingdom, Laldo Snow Dog is the most popular pet, people use them to see their homes and accompany their children to play. And they also repay in their own loyalty, never let the owner down..."

Claude finally got a little tempted. He remembered the unequal treaties he promised Xiaopeng. If a white Laldo Snow Dog gave him a companion, then no gifts or conditions would be needed. Xiaopangdun would be happy. Until. And with the little snow dog to accompany him, he will not want the mother to hug again...

"Do you really want to send me a puppy?" Claude licked his mouth.

"It's a little snow dog, not a puppy." Merkel's dissatisfaction with Claude compared the Laldo Snow Dog to those watchdogs: "Of course, if you like, I can send you a head. Your father is Bailu Town." Development has made an outstanding contribution, you can regard this as a tribute to our farm."

"Then I don't want it, my father won't allow us to collect gifts in his name." Claude looked at the snowball-like puppies in the wooden box: "But I can change my prey with you, one Can a pheasant and a rabbit change your little snow dog?"

Mercker laughed, and he reached out and made a clash with Claude: "Oh, one sentence is fixed, we are sold, you can choose a small snow dog to bring back."

By the way, this book is slow-heating, so I have never signed a contract. At least I have to wait for the main line to be rolled out before considering the signing of the contract. Therefore, these chapters are not water, but the later development of the post-protagonist. It can be said to be hidden. The line, at the same time, did not waste the starting point of the book friends.

Update slowly, I admit, there is no way to be handicapped, no smart collaboration software, every chapter has to take into account the development of the main line, but also to explain the world background, so that readers can understand the protagonist will do in the future The choice... The code word is really hard.

I am still in the process of raising a disease. I have been ill for a year last year. The monthly medicine cost is more than 2,000, and I have to take 11 medicines a day. This year, I went back to the review and said that it was normal. The cost of medicine was reduced to more than 600. I only used five times a day. This is the beginning of writing a book, so I hope that all of you will be more considerate...