technical type

The man is a professional rat catcher. This profession is quite strange. It is the first time Ji Mo has heard of it. However, outsiders call him "rat catcher", which can be simply equated with a snake catcher.

The mouse is caught by the cat, which is so slender that it doesn't fit the feeling of an orange cat. The cat's name is Mao'er. It responds quickly. Every time it catches a mouse, it will hand it over to a man. It's handled simply. Some rat meat will become cat food, and some will be used as human food.

It is not incomprehensible that people eat mice, as long as one knows that there is a category of mice called bamboo rats.

Of course, the mice caught by the man with the cat were not the purer bamboo rats, but ordinary house mice, but it may be because of the low amount of ancient pollutants, these rat meats were simply processed, Whether it is for barbecue, or directly dried and sold, it is very popular.

It may also be due to the good craftsmanship, because the food that can be obtained is less, so I try to make it as delicious as possible.

The craft of making food is not something a man can do, he just knows where to sell the rat meat.

In addition to earning money for mouse meat, he will also receive a share of money from people who invite him to catch mice. In this way, he can accumulate some family business with the domesticated cats, which is also a very good business. .

It is impossible for such a family to deliberately starve and thin the cat, so it is probably because the orange cat deliberately kept a slim figure.

Ji Mo was thinking like this, when he heard someone calling the man outside, the man probed his head and heard the man whispering at the door, only then did he know that he was asking the man to tame the cat.

"Third brother also knows that there is really nothing that can make money in my place, so please ask third brother to help, just one, one, and definitely not stealing third brother's business."

The man was low-spirited, his hands tucked into his cuffs, and he felt a little hunched over. He stomped his feet from time to time to prevent his feet from being covered by drifting snow. The hot air in his shoes would soon turn the snow on top into water. , Dip into the shoes, and the feet will be even colder by then.

The man looked at his sleazy smile, opened his mouth angrily, and cursed: "You are trying to cut off my money, and let me pity you, and dream of your spring and autumn, Lai Bazi, let me tell you, what do you love?" Lie to others, I just pretend I can't see it, and I don't care, but you want to lie to me! Pooh, let's see if I don't kill you bastard..."

While talking and cursing, the man pulled out the pliers that were hot in the charcoal fire, as if he wanted to poke someone. His face was already somewhat fierce, but now his eyebrows were raised, more like the king of Hades was angry. The figure seems to be extraordinarily burly.

Seeing this, Lai Bazi shrunk his shoulders and hurriedly hid: "Third brother, don't, what are you doing? Anyway, we grew up together since we were young. Didn't the old man rely on those few books to get what he is today? You can't be so selfish. In the early years, the old man said he treated me as his son. If you didn't get the family property, you took it all. You didn't give me a sip of soup to let the old man know that you are not filial..."

"Bah, you shameless bastard, the old man owes you money for giving you a bite of food. What kind of son are you? Where is my own son? It's not your turn to think about it..."

Everyone who fights for wealth has no temperament. Men don't even care to put on their coats, open their arms, and go to beat people with pokers. In the cold wind, the red light on the pokers is obvious, which makes people scared.

That Lai Bazi spoke quickly and walked even faster. He slipped away without waiting for anyone to come, and shouted outside the door when he left: "The third brother is going to beat me to death, you testify to me, the third brother!" This is going to kill me—"

"You take a step, take a step, I will really kill you bastard today!"

The man cursed loudly at the gate of the courtyard, but he didn't chase after him any more. He gathered his clothes, as if he was full of wind and snow, and went back to the house in a hurry. opportunity to come in.

The cat in the house was still lazy, and Ji Mo couldn't stay too far away from the book, so he just leaned his neck on the window and looked at it a few times. It was funny to see that man as big as Lai Bazi jumping around in the yard like a living monkey.

The lawsuit between the two of them made it very clear. Regardless of whether the man is fierce or fierce, Daniel is right. The thinner Lai Bazi's strong words are unreasonable. As for the cat taming, who knows whether he will let him A man tames a cat and thus steals the man's business?

It sounds like a mouse catcher is still a very professional job, but if you think about it, there are a lot of cats in this world. Don’t those people keep cats and insist on letting other people’s cats earn money for mouse hunting? ?It’s not that money is a waste of money. Raising a cat is no different from raising a dog. It may cost more than hiring a rat catcher. Why not raise a cat yourself?

Customers who can have such needs must not be every household, and some of them are picky, rich and mouse, feel that mice are in the way, need a lot of mouse hunting but don't want to raise more cats, and the number of real customers is not high. If there are too many, monopoly can still eat, but competition will be overwhelmed.

It is in his best interest for a man to pinch from the source, to prevent other people's cats from being as capable as his own cats, or to hope that other people's homes will not have cats.

Lai Bazi's request was rude in the first place, and it was even more absurd to overthrow the old account. It would be strange if he was not driven away.

Brought by the cold wind outside, the orange cat "meowed" dissatisfiedly at the man who entered the door, as if accusing him of being impulsive.

The man didn't take it seriously, and scolded it again, but the tone was soft, as if he was blaming this sweet burden.

The cat probably couldn't hear it. It seemed to be satisfied and warm enough. It moved a little bit, and it was no longer tight to the stove.

The next day, the man went out with the cat and never came back. Ji Mo didn't care, but it was strange that it was Lai Bazi and others who waited and waited.

"Right here, this is it!"

With a flattering expression on his face, Lai Bazi rummaged through the room, and soon found the three books next to the pillow. The box was opened, and Ji Mo frowned when he saw the books. It's been too long, just reading, Everyone felt that it was like a stack of toilet paper, it looked like a mess, and it seemed that it would foam when picked up.

"That's it?"

The man who came in with Lai Bazi was a little dissatisfied, but he still covered the box, put it under his armpit, and walked out, Lai Bazi chased after him, still asking for his benefits.

"You're already dead, so what's the point!"

The man said this, followed by a muffled groan, and Lai Bazi's voice could no longer be heard. Following the book box, Ji Mo saw the people around the man walking behind Lai Bazi, and directly wrung his neck. , holding it with one hand, and did not put down the corpse.

"Send it to the yamen, lest they find out that the body is missing, troublesome."

The man's voice was cold, and he walked away with the book, and Ji Mo accompanied him, silently guessing what happened, what happened to the man, and what happened to the orange cat.

[Please select the time, 2000 years, 3000 years, 4000 years, 5000 years...]

"2000."

I was lucky to spend 1000 years, even in that way, but I was not so lucky in 2000. After choosing the time, my eyes went dark and I didn’t see anything, so I started the process of returning.

Obviously, 1000 years is more than enough, but 2000 years is not enough.

Fluttering, the soul began to return, suddenly lifted into the sky, and then fell suddenly. After landing back to the body, there seemed to be a slight sense of dizziness, and the thoughts were still immersed in what they had seen before. too low.

Only after seeing the box opened and the book look like, Ji Mo understood why the man only tamed the cat instead of doing other things. I am afraid that the writing in the book has been blurred and can no longer be seen clearly, that is, the picture , probably still looks like, can guess one or two.

It is naturally more difficult for such things to survive in the world. For those who do not hesitate to kill to get books, will they regret it after carefully reading them after taking them away?For such a useless thing.

The man's situation is obviously not going to be good, the orange cat—"Alas..." I hope it won't be too bad because it can still catch mice.

The cat, being clever, will not die with its master, which is probably consoling enough.

[Main task: Beastmaster. 】

[Current progress: the second stage of the exam - passed (grade: good). 】

[Whether to carry out the third stage of study? (It is possible to improve the test scores of the second stage and enter the third stage with excellent results.)】

"Is it good?"

"For 1000 years, it will be good!"

Sit up straight and walk around with the exam, which seems to waste a lot of time. In fact, it is only a moment, and the body is not stiff because of maintaining a posture for a long time, but I feel that a long time has passed in my heart. To move the body.

Standing up, Ji Mo's eyes were looking around the room. The books placed in the bookcase, thirty volumes, each of which is not too thick, so the height of this bookcase is not too high, even the exquisite The carvings seem to be a bit out of line with this ordinary room.

His eyes quickly fell on the little tiger plush doll on the bedside. It was made of hair from rice balls, extruded and shaped, and the resulting tiger was slightly square, with a head as big as its body and almost no neck. It looks like Ji Mo made this kind of thing for the first time, and the finished product looks clumsy. Obviously, if it is carved, it can already resemble it very much, but it is almost meaningless to use those hairs to make it directly.

He still remembers the appearance of Mituan, remembers all the things they got along with, the Mituan in his memory has never faded, but in reality, he has never made more things to commemorate, except for this plush doll, there is nothing else, never No matter how the rice balls were carved, they never used more tiger patterns to decorate the objects, as if deliberately avoiding it. In the room, apart from this tiger-shaped plush doll, there are no other things related to tigers.

"If you can talk freely, what would it be like? - I should go to the third-order world to see."

"Yes."

[I will leave the current world in a day, please handle your personal belongings properly, and it is forbidden to bring them with you.Heirs can be selected to inherit the current learning achievements. 】