Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

Felici squinted his eyes at the communicator, and sat on the sofa in Rachel's house, quietly angry.

He's had really bad luck lately.

When he boarded the spaceship yesterday and saw Sinan unexpectedly, he thought this was the worst possible outcome.

It was only now that I realized that this was the best news at the moment—after all, that troublesome little pig was sick, so he could still catch Sinan and ask for after-sales service.

Who would have thought that the pig was still fine when it got off the spaceship, and now it would runny nose, grunt and scream after being hugged from the car?

Ferich picked up the cup, his hands tensed with several blue veins, and he was visibly nervous.

Seeing his anxious look like an old father, Rachel couldn't help but shook her head, and couldn't bear to look directly and walked away.

Ferich didn't have time to care about what he was thinking, and Rachel was acting strange from the beginning of the car.

His emotions other than nervousness were all placed on the communicator that had not responded for a long time.

Sinan that goddamn, goddamn guy...

Didn't note his communication number?

For a moment, Felici really wanted to understand the other party - Sinan didn't know that Felici always stayed in the pigsty of the farm, and for a while, he wished to see each other every day.

From Sinan's point of view, Ferich was just an occasional client with unnecessary interactions.

Needless to say, at most it is a difficult client.

But would thinking like this make him calm down and accept the reality?

Ferich: I have never done anything to force myself to be empathetic.

He was inexplicably angrier.

Can the meaning of oneself as a customer be the same?

He is, but a customer who has really experienced farm service in depth!

Ferich always felt that he should be special. He dared to believe that perhaps even the people in Sinan Manor knew everything about the farm better than him!

In this way, he was not noted.

Humph.

An Yu, who was passing by behind, quietly caught a glimpse of Felici staring at the communicator, and rushed to Rachel's side in small steps in shock, and gave him a "shocked but I found you are right" look.

The two hid in the shadow of their own living room, quietly observing Ferich who was sitting on the sofa without saying a word.

After a while, Ferich's communicator lighted up again.

Sinan: [remarked. [picture]】

Ferich squinted his eyes and clicked on the picture, only to see that it said "Senior VIP Customer Mr. Ferich Lakis".

Sinan: [The note is too long and the name behind it is not displayed. 】

Felici stared at this "VIP" customer, and finally felt a little better: 【Yes. 】

On the opposite side, Sinan silently gave himself a thumbs up.

Of course, he didn't lie to Ferich, just now he hastily asked the housekeeper to open a separate customer number level for Ferich, so Ferich is indeed his "senior VIP client".

The full name is "customers who require high-end treatment during breeding and VIP service after sale and the task of seeing a doctor for pigs".

It's really hard to serve.

In the end, Sinan had to promise Felici that he would go to his manor to treat the pigs after dinner.

Felici: Comfortable.

Sinan solved the sudden after-sales service work, put down his luggage in his rest room, and took his key card and name tag to the hotel's dinner area for dinner.

This is a hotel that often hosts waiters from alien planets or holds conferences, and the dinner area is also a top star hotel.Sinan could have ordered a meal to eat there, but the receptionist told him that the participants of the conference would also communicate in the dining area, so he was ready to go and have a look.

It's really lively here.

Elite men and women in suits were holding wine glasses and standing together with warm and friendly smiles to say hello, and Sinan vaguely heard that they were the organizers of the organizer.

Other than that, people have their own characteristics in dressing, and generally speaking, there are no necessary clothing requirements.

Someone in a baggy suit and a wool beret looked like something out of Sherlock Holmes.Holding a wine glass, he was introducing to the people around him an oil painting hanging on the wall of the hotel.

"As expected of Master Latier, he knows these top-notch skills like the back of his hand!" People praised his superb painting skills, but Sinan looked at it with great interest, and found that what the other party analyzed was a Van Gogh of this era Imitation.

In addition to the commendable artistic aesthetics copied from the master, the technique is probably the kind of technique that is sold for 30 euros in the small street outside the Van Gogh Museum.

Sinan didn't change his face, and nodded with appreciative smiles on his face along with the audience next to him.

By the way, it is definitely found that a large number of non-technical technologies of this era are in a period of resurgence, especially the cultural and artistic categories.

Raising pigs is also part of the food culture... right?

So next, he listened to the fierce exchange between a master of Western calligraphy and a master of cursive calligraphy in the original star, and appreciated their entry-level professional calligraphy level, and applauded calmly and without perfunctory.

Then, in a small communication group of a master of western food, Sinan expressed a few words about "how to hammer the meat of thick steak so that it is tender but not stiff".

And instantly got the approval of the master of western food, and regarded him as a confidant.

At the same time, Sinan also saw a strong old man wearing a training suit and holding a sword, who made him feel very friendly. He heard that he was an inheritor of Tai Chi sword.

After getting a preliminary understanding of the strength of the contestants in the cultural category of this conference, Sinan had a sense of sight wandering around the square in the evening, watching all the aunts and uncles show off their hobbies.

Sinan: So easy.

"I see that you have been observing and communicating nearby. You are also the person in charge of the organizer, right?" A young man with a skateboard skipped in front of Sinan, looked at him with great interest, and struck up a conversation.

Sinan: "No, I am also an inheritor."

"What a coincidence, me too." The young man was obviously a little excited, "It's rare to see people as young as us."

Sinan looked at the fashionista on the street, and asked cautiously: "Then what kind of technical heritage do you have? Skateboarding?"

When the young man heard this, his expression was subtle for a moment, and then he said: "No, no, how could I be such an old-fashioned technology, haha, I should be called the inheritor of 'post-modern realism cyberpunk street culture'. "

"Oh——" Sinan held up the cup in his hand in surprise, showing admiration, "So your main direction is..."

"Skateboarding." The young man touched the back of his head and showed a shining smile.

Sinan: You city people really know how to play.

So where is cyberpunk?Will the red and blue dreamy laser light up when the pulley slides?

"What kind of skill do you have?" The young man rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Looking at your appearance, it must be a very powerful skill."

Sinan quickly took out his name tag from his pocket, tapped the name on it lightly, and said, "I am a pig raising technology."

"Oh, so it's..." The young man stopped in the middle of speaking.

Look at Sinan, and look at the "inheritor of pig raising technology" on the famous brand.

Look around again.

"Raising pigs? You..." The young man's eyes widened, and he suddenly approached quietly and asked in a low voice, "Where are you from?"

Sinan didn't understand, so he said, "Agricultural star."

The young man's shoulders drooped: "So that's how it is."

He quietly pulled Sinan towards him, and whispered, "I'm about the same as you. I... I'm from the Garbage Star. We only have garbage treatment plants and low-level processing plants there. My technical inheritance can represent the planet. You must not easily tell others that you are from the Agricultural Star."

"Why?" Sinan asked curiously.

Perhaps the title of "pig raising" has narrowed the psychological gap between Sinan and him. The young man enthusiastically explained the rules of the conference to him: "Although the agricultural star is much more important than our garbage star, there are still some noble manors. , but in the circle of technology inheritance, we have similar status."

The young man gestured and said very cautiously: "Our places are all 'cultural deserts', which are incomparable with those noble inheritances. Therefore, if you participate in the successor conference every year, if you say that you are Those who come from the agricultural star will definitely be squeezed out."

Sinan was a little hard to understand: "Squeeze out?"

Just rely on those square casual and professional entry-level skills?

"Hey, this is the unspoken rule of this circle. Who has the most inheritors of culture and art here? Outsiders don't know about it." The young man shook his head in distress, "Anyway, you must not disclose it, it is best not to reveal it." Let others know that you are a pig farmer."

After finishing speaking, the young man looked at Sinan very sympathetically, feeling that he was really miserable.

Still too young!

"But I don't know now, and I will know sooner or later at the conference, right?"

"Anyway, it's the final process, and it's over as soon as you close your eyes." The young man patted Sinan on the shoulder kindly, and left with the skateboard on his shoulders. "Don't worry, I'm in the same situation as you, and I won't tell others."

Sinan stood silently in the corner, and suddenly realized that this business trip with bonuses did not seem to be as good as the administrator had promised.

He stroked his chin and made up his mind——

To offset this problem, he needs a piece of land to expand his new pig farm.

The young man of Garbage Star thought very well, but he forgot that Sinan's name, which is full of simplicity and sincerity, is not easy to be ignored.

An inheritor of violin-making craftsmanship, who is wearing a suit and is being held up by the crowd, is telling what he has seen and heard along the way.

In this era, a violin artist has a very high status, and a person who has mastered the production process and can perfectly reproduce an original star instrument is regarded as a treasure by the entire music industry.

Holly, his family has made violins for generations. His ancestors once reproduced the first violin in the interstellar era, and he is known as the father of the violin in the interstellar era.

Hawley is always buzzing around and willing to share eye-catching information.Seemingly remembering something, Holly turned the cup in his hand and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I think of an interesting thing."

"You said, as soon as Mr. Hawley opened his mouth, I couldn't wait to know what happened next."

"You always have such a charming charm."

Holly: "Just when I came to register in the afternoon, I accidentally-yes, I don't mean to offend, I just saw the list on the information by coincidence, and I found an interesting newcomer. This year, there is a 'pig technology' 'The inheritors also came to the conference."

"Raising... raising pigs?" The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly laughed, "My God, Mr. Hawley, you are too good at joking."

"That's why Mr. Hawley's jokes are always hilarious."

"Pigs can also come, so I have six tabby hounds at home, can I also sign up for my housekeeper?"

……

Amid all the compliments, Hawley shook his head easily: "No, it's true. I heard it's a guy from an agricultural star."

Now, they were silent for a while, and quickly accepted this statement.

"Agricultural star... no wonder."

"It's the agricultural star who always sent people to plant rice a few years ago."

"Hey, the world is going down, the world is going down, and such people can enter the conference. The rule that every planet must participate in the election should be abolished."

These people have eaten the food sent by the agricultural star all year round, but because of the remoteness and people's prejudice there, the status of the agricultural star has been reduced to the bottom.

In this era that urgently needs cultural recovery, the inheritance of literature and art is regarded as a treasure of human wisdom.The cruel grading of the conference was only reflected in people's conversations at this moment.

"Do you know his name?" Someone finally asked.

Holly chuckled and said nothing.As if he didn't know, and as if he didn't care.

"He, his name is Sinan." At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the crowd.

The dozen or so people standing next to Holly looked over together, and found that it was a young man who looked a little bit well-dressed and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Hawley looked at the other party for a while, put on a warm smile, and seemed to be defending the other party in a gentlemanly manner: "I wanted to hide it for that gentleman, but I didn't expect this straightforward gentleman to speak out first."

Anyway, the inappropriate things are done by others, and Mr. Hawley is still the heir to the noble and gentlemanly family.

"It's okay." The young man tugged on his tie calmly, and stepped into their circle, calm and full of control, like a born host of a banquet.

He picked up a glass of red wine brought by the attendant, gestured to Holly, and smiled: "There is nothing to hide, I am Sinan."

"..." For a moment, all the guys who were used to secretly pushing others out behind their backs, and who would never tear their face apart easily, fell into the embarrassment of not knowing how to make expressions.

They remember what they said.

Sinan: "Not only do I raise pigs, I also sell pigs. Would you like a business card from Mr. Hawley?"

Holly: "...No, no need."

He vaguely found that Sinan was completely different from what he had imagined, and he didn't have the sense of shame from the agricultural star at all.

He seems very proud!

The atmosphere at the moment was very awkward, but only Sinan stood among them calmly, with an elegant and natural gesture of ordinary wine and desserts, making the people around him look like servants serving behind him.

And he didn't leave, he just stood here.

Holly held back for a while, but still couldn't help it. Seeing Sinan pick up a piece of snack, he couldn't help but put on a hypocritical smile and said: "The food here is really good, and the restaurant's rating is very high. For example, this The wine is a red wine brewed from Cabernet Franc stored for 20 years, Mr. Sinan should like it very much."

"Mr. Hawley is really amazing. Once you taste it, you will know what kind of wine it is and when it was brewed. It turns out that you have such ability besides your family skills!"

"It really is from a family!"

In the state of being praised, Holly quickly found his place, and felt that he had returned to a familiar rhythm.

This reassured him a lot, and then said softly: "Then you can eat more, and we won't bother you. After all, there shouldn't be so many good things to enjoy in Agriculture Star, right?"

The best red wine, even if it is produced on the agricultural star, is only sent to the manor owners, nobles and other important planets, which is why the agricultural star can't always choose a good gourmet and chef.

Hawley believes that he has a strong family background, and he is sure that the name Sinan does not belong to nobles. Even if the other party is rich, he does not have such a strong ability to taste wine.

And this sentence was just to humiliate Sinan, he couldn't refute it anyway.

Just to get rid of Sinan.

As they turned to leave, Holly had a smile on his lips.

"The taste is okay." Sinan's voice came from behind casually, "the cake has too much whipped cream, and the shape is not good. The red wine should be 10 to 15 years old Cabernet Sauvignon, Cabernet Franc, and It's far worse."

"..."

Holly: I never expected that there really is a strong head here.

Hawley wasn't ready to talk, but there were always a few dog legs around him who wouldn't wink, so he immediately replied to Sinan: "You are very firm in what you said—as if I saw it, but you are young, you still have to learn to be humble Some."

"I don't know where I learned a few terms to show off." The middle-aged man said disgustedly, "Do you think you have the ability and family inheritance of Mr. Hawley?"

Sinan was a little puzzled: "Huh? But what I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask."

He quickly waved to the waiter standing next to him, and asked him, "Show Mr. Hawley the bottle you just emptied. I'm sure it says so."

The waiter didn't get involved in their conversation, but seeing Holly's sullen face, he didn't stop him, so he handed over the empty bottle.

Hawley turned it over in disbelief, and saw that the bottom of the bottle was indeed printed——

"Stored in oak barrels for 12 years, top Cabernet Sauvignon dry red."

"..." fell.

Sinan was on the opposite side, he didn't even bother to look at him, he spread his hands politely, turned around and left gracefully.

Hawley had just mentioned Sinan as a talking point, but he didn't expect to slap him in the face in the end.

In the tension of everyone not daring to speak, his voice was a little dry, but he was too embarrassed to tell a lie, so he could only snort coldly, turn around and leave quickly with nobility and grace.

But this little lump, he remembered it in his heart.

It was only after Sinan left with a cup in his hand that he realized that he was upset about the agricultural star just now, and that Holly who left in a bad mood seemed to be a character in the original book as well.

It is the winner of this conference in the original book.

It was because of this meeting that he got on the line of Felici.In the back, An Yu mistook Rachel's Bai Yueguang for Felici, and when he escaped again, it was this Holly who tried to take advantage of the situation and replace him.

I don't know if it was Ferich's instigation or his own idea, but according to Ferich's desire to control in the original book, he probably doesn't want Rachel to find another partner.

Now, does he still have such a chance?

Sinan thought for a while, although the Felici in this world is still very vicious - especially when it comes to tossing his own pig farm, he has a lot of bad tastes and many problems, but he is not as vicious as written in the original book.

After all, this book has gradually developed into a new world, and there will always be new plots and new characters derived from it.

That being the case, Hawley may not repeat his original fate.

especially--

Sinan silently took a bite of the shortbread.

Anyway, here I am, Hawley still wants to win the championship?

Haven't woken up yet?

One dinner, even though Hawley was surrounded by as many flatterers as ever, he wasn't very happy.

After all, the image he established as "the young master who inherits the aristocratic family" is on the verge of collapse today.

If he had known Sinan's friend Colum Sanchez, he would have met and cried.

Before he knew it, Sinan accomplished the feat of double killing in one day and educating the bear children.

Hawley finished his dinner sullenly, and was about to go out for a while. Naturally, there were many people around him leading the charge.

"Mr. Hawley just came to Emperor Star, do you have a car? My home is in Emperor Star, so I'll ask someone to send a car here."

"No need, I have a close friend to pick me up." Holly said reservedly.

"As expected of an outstanding young man with a wide range of friends!" Someone immediately stepped forward, "It's different from some country bumpkins who can only talk about taking advantage."

Holly froze when he heard this, but then relaxed and pretended he didn't hear it.

The person who spoke seemed to know that he was flattering the horse's leg. He lowered his head and smiled embarrassedly, and quickly said: "Then we will follow Mr. Hawley's arrangement, and the cars are all ready."

Holly nodded: "Don't worry, you will be satisfied."

They sat down in the sofa area of ​​the hotel and waited for the coming luxury convoy in 5 minutes.

Until he saw a familiar figure sitting not far away.

Um?Isn't that Sinan?

Sinan calmly carried a carry-on bag, sat on the sofa and looked at the communicator, as if he was communicating with someone.

Only he himself was alone and looked very pitiful.

Hawley squinted at him for a while, and suddenly decided that he had to give full play to his "kindness", and it was best to find a way back.

So he stood up with a smile, walked over and asked, "Mr. Sinan? Are you waiting for the bus?"

Sinan raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Oh, yes."

"Are you going out to play alone?" Hawley sympathized with Sinan being alone.

Sinan shook his head, and Hawley's heart tightened, for fear that he would say "I have six hundred friends waiting outside", after all he just slapped himself in the face just now.

Unexpectedly, Sinan said: "It's not going out to play, there is a job."

Although Sinan was reluctant to reveal much, Hawley immediately became excited when he heard about the job.

work, what work?Do you raise pigs?

Sure enough, this technology inheritance is worthless, and I have to go to the pigsty in the middle of the night, pitiful!

With an inexplicable sense of superiority, Holly kept trying to inquire, even ignoring the appearance of elegance, and seemed a little impatient: "Is it related to your pig raising skills?"

Sinan glanced at him warily: "Why are you asking this?"

"I……"

"Are you trying to steal my job?"

"..."

Sinan smiled, as if deliberately annoyed Holly: "But it seems that the other party trusts me more."

Holly: Can't talk anymore.

He found that Sinan didn't get in, he was depressed, and his communication happened to be sounding.

The friend who came to pick him up is driving a luxury shuttle and will be there soon.

Hawley resolutely looked for an opportunity to leave: "Since this will not disturb your work, my friend is here, and I still have an appointment, so let's go first."

Walking away quickly, Holly scolded himself in his heart: next time you provoke this guy, you will be a pig!

Aren't the pigs going to be raised by him?No no no.

You are a donkey!

Holly can only comfort himself, at least he can take a high-end luxury shuttle in front of Sinan, and save a little face with a superior life.

It's just that a friend told him to wait a little longer.

[It seems that there is a shuttle car of a big man about to land in front, air traffic control, wait for me for 1 minute. 】

Hawley was very grateful: [It's okay, thank you, dear! 】

He always knows how to say those sweet words in front of the right people.

In front of Sinan, it was probably a rare miscalculation.

The big man's car also seemed to be heading for the hotel. After Holly sent this message, a black latest-style extended business shuttle car landed under the protection of three pilot cars specially dispatched by the hotel. The momentum to drive a car out of the convoy.

A butler wearing white gloves straightened the family crest on his chest, and walked towards the sofa area of ​​the hotel under the guidance of the waiter.

Hawley discerned sharply from the shape of the family crest, which was a sign belonging to the family of the Duke of Lakis.

Duke!Isn't this the way his family sought for him?

Hawley excitedly thought of possibilities.Is the father's relationship already in place?The Duke's family knows that he is coming, do you want to pick him up and have a chat with him in the mansion?

Even if it's just to go to the door, it's good.

Holly stood up uncontrollably, with a warm smile on his face that he didn't realize, and was about to walk towards the white-haired butler.

When people around saw it, they thought it was someone Holly knew, who was sharp-eyed and well-informed. They also found out that it was Duke Lakis's family, and they dared not breathe too much.

Such a noble relationship is really only worthy of Holly!

There was a trace of jealousy in these people's hearts, and it turned into complete envy because they were not as good as each other.

In the silent envy of everyone, Holly perfectly caught sight of the butler.

...and then perfectly ignored by the other party.

Ok?

Hawley looked at the direction the butler was walking in surprise and was taken aback.

The Duke's butler actually went to Sinan in the corner? ! !

Sinan seemed to have been aware of this for a long time, and he calmly picked up his burden, without flattering the nobles, and said calmly, "Let's go then, tell me about the situation?"

The butler nodded politely, and said the Duke's instructions very seriously: "Thank you very much for taking the time to come tonight. The young master is indeed very concerned about its health. According to the records of the servants, it started to runny nose three hours ago, and it was in low spirits. contented……"

While talking, they walked towards the door.

It sounded like someone was sick and Sinan was going to visit.

Is he still a doctor?

Seeing that they were about to leave the hotel, Holly suddenly lost his composure and said, "That..."

Seeing Sinan and the housekeeper turn back, he realized that he had made a voice, looked around in embarrassment, and covered up, "It turns out that Mr. Sinan is going to treat people, he is really knowledgeable."

Bah, I'm just covering up the politeness of my gaffe!

Sinan smiled, his peach blossom eyes curved: "I'm not treating people, I'm going to treat the young master's pig."

Holly nodded reflexively: "Hmm..."

Ok?

Duke?Raised pigs?

However, the housekeeper was still on the sidelines to add fuel to the flames: "Mr. Sinan, please hurry up, the young master may have to wait in a hurry at the mansion."

"Okay, okay, let's go." Sinan curled his lips, as if he was very dissatisfied with Felici's temper.

Holly was left with a shocked, bewildered and shaky face: Is it too late to learn the postpartum care of sows now?

And the other silent onlookers also had similar thoughts in their hearts.

Is there something important about Sinan's pig raising technology that they don't know about?

When Sinan boarded the shuttle bus at the Duke's Mansion, apart from Hawley and his group who stood there in shock, Ke Lun, who was walking from the restaurant to the nightclub at the corner, could see clearly.

My cousin who was dispatched to the Agricultural Star not only came back decently, but even got into the car of the Duke's mansion?

Coron's expression miraculously matched Holly's in the room.

On this planet where [-] million people live, it must be said that it is a kind of fate that they put on the same expression across a wall at the same moment.

The fateful Holly and Coren thought at the same time: No, I have to tell my dad about this!

And Sinan really just went to the Duke's mansion to see a doctor for the poor little pig.

The butler asked the driver to drive the shuttle at full speed. They took the duke's exclusive route high above the city, but because they left too late, they still arrived at the duke's mansion, which was almost in another area, until late at night.

"Housekeeper, the young master seems to be exhausted and has already rested." The servant of the Duke's mansion was very steady, walked silently, and reported everything about the piggy to the housekeeper in an orderly manner, "...That's the situation. The doctor also came just now."

The housekeeper nodded, and said to Sinan apologetically, "Master must have worked so hard today that he fell asleep before you came. Then please come and see me first!"

Sinan didn't have any thoughts on the surface, but in his heart he felt——

Felicity is really too imaginary.

This is the case in the agricultural planet. The servants said that Ferich fell asleep twice in three days. It is said that half of the time when he was not asleep, he spent half of his time running to Sinan's farm.

Sinan felt very unbearable for this inexplicable honor.

At this moment, Felici finally got the same evaluation from Sinan on humans and pigs: You are a bit imaginary~

The housekeeper opened the room opened for the little pig in the manor, and Sinan found that there were not only high-end soft furnishings in black, white, coffee and champagne, but also a special dining table, coat rack, toy box, and storage room... …

This is literally a superior room.

Seeing Si Nan's eyes, he immediately explained thoughtfully: "I received a message from the young master the day before yesterday, and remodeled it according to his bedroom style."

The efficiency is really high.

but……

Sinan laughed: How did Felici come up with the idea of ​​living in a couple's room with his pet?

How do you feel a little cute?

Walking to the side of the small bed, a pink and white piglet with black flowers was dragged by its four trotters, tied to the foot of the bed, lying on the bed in a "big" shape.

Before the last trotter could be tied, the doctor tried hard to fix it, but the little pig kept writhing with all its strength, as if it was fighting to defend its dignity.

Sinan immediately rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, "I'll do it."

The doctor had learned just now that this was the breeder of the piglet, so he immediately let him out graciously, and wiped his sweat silently.

God knows, he is a pet doctor for cats and dogs, and it was the first time he discovered that pigs are so difficult to take care of.

When I fixed it just now, it was like wrestling with a giant monster, and the eyes of this little guy were particularly stressful!

Sinan leaned forward, and his movements were really smooth. He first grabbed the pig's leg, then touched the pig's head, pressed the pig's back, and lightly suppressed a certain part of the pig, making it immobile immediately.

Obediently, the last leg was tied up.

Sinan thought that the little animal that was tied up and ready for a blood test was very cute, especially from this angle. It was very interesting to see the piggy's curly tail. After it was tied up, he patted the piggy's butt.

clapped...

shoot……

"Hey, why does this pig's skin look a little red?" A servant who was looking after the pig, not daring to move his eyes for a moment, whispered suddenly in shock.

Under such a difficult movement, Little Pig closed his eyes in despair upon hearing this description.

God!He was ashamed in front of that bastard Sinan!

"Maybe it's a fever." Sinan's voice was still calm, and he even gave everyone a new idea.

The doctor hurried up to check, used a whole set of portable therapeutic equipment, and even made a holographic digital model of the pig.

The conclusion drawn is: acclimatization.

I haven’t treated pigs much—the main reason is that no one uses pigs as pets at all, and the doctor is not sure that his experience is so rich, and this is already a very good pet doctor on the agricultural star. Unless there are slaughterhouses, there are really few A person who dares to say that he is very good at treating pigs.

As for the veterinarian in the slaughterhouse, Master Felici firmly refused to invite him.

Sinan seemed to have figured out what Felici was thinking.

Is he worried that the veterinarian will accidentally advise him to "take the pig out and eat it"?

The doctor finally prescribed some oral medicine, and said cautiously: "This little piggy is very weak, and it probably didn't grow up naturally. Its mental activity is much higher than its physical ability, so it is prone to illnesses and misfortunes."

"so……"

The doctor looked at Sinan, and conservatively made a suggestion: "It must not adapt to the changes in the environment of Emperor Star just now. I suggest letting a breeder who is familiar with its lifestyle take care of it for a period of time, and wait until the situation stabilizes."

Just like the precious animals in the interstellar zoo, in the early days of the park, the breeders from the original place will be sent to follow and hand over until the animals can adapt.

The housekeeper looked at Sinan with some embarrassment: "You..."

"I still have to attend the inheritor meeting." Sinan pursed his lips, looked at his schedule, and found that he was really nervous.

At least it is impossible to go back and forth to the manor so frequently.

"Why don't you let me take it away first, and then send someone over to learn how to take care of it." Sinan thought for a while and gave a suggestion, "I will send it back to you after I learn it."

The butler hesitated for a moment: "I have to inform the young master."

"The young master is resting, Grandpa the housekeeper." The servant reminded him softly from beside him.

The butler was a little embarrassed, but thinking of what the young master told him, "everything is premised on curing this pig, and all requirements are met", he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Then Mr. Sinan, please take this little pig back first. I will let the servant go back with you, open a room to live there, help and study."

I can only wait for the young master to wake up and tell him.

Sinan nodded, he had no choice but to do so.

Hey, I have to face this little guy day and night again.Sinan thought helplessly.

Therefore, when he left the hotel that day, he was still alone, eating enough for himself and the whole family was not hungry.

When he came back, he carried a flight bag with a piglet in it.

Very good, now everyone knows that Sinan is the inheritor of pig raising technology.

The hostess who saw Sinan at the reception desk stared dumbfounded at Sinan carrying the piggy and leading the servants of the Duke’s mansion upstairs. Regardless of the fatigue late at night, she sat up in a dying panic from the chair, took out the communicator and Press randomly.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh your pigs). 】

Chicken coop warning: […]

My sister has a problem: [You are crazy. 】

But a plate of peanuts: 【Have you been hallucinating from staying up late? 】

The hostess was full of grievances: I am clearly telling the truth.

I am sober!

Sinan carried the pig upstairs, and the servants had already lived downstairs. It was late at night, and Sinan's voice was the only one in the corridor.

Stepping on the thick carpet, his footsteps could not be heard at all. If someone had some mysterious private communication at this time, they would definitely not realize that Sinan was walking nearby.

Sinan thought to himself, looking for his room from the labyrinth-like hotel area.

He seems to have lost his way, and walked near the coffee room and utility room where few people come during the day