The Nameless of the Common Clans

A pound of mutton costs twenty coins, and a chicken costs two coins.

Chen Mo counted on his fingers what he could do with the money in his hand. He sold grain for three hundred coins, and embroidery for five hundred coins. Eight hundred coins seemed not a small amount, but after the autumn harvest, Chen Mo wanted to buy a few more acres of land. If he bought an acre of land with money, it would cost two to three thousand coins according to the price here. He also wanted to buy some chicken eggs from time to time, so he had to save money.

In the end, Chen Mo bought ten chickens and spent twenty coins. He took the remaining meat and puppies to Zheng Tu. Chen Mo was a little hesitant. According to Uncle Wang, puppies also have different grades.

Generally, puppies used for meat are sold for three or five coins, but if they are better, such as those that can be raised as hunting dogs, they are more expensive. One costs hundreds of coins, which is not as worthless as the head of the village said.

But if he bought an ordinary dog, Chen Mo didn't like it very much. Uncle Wang had a hound, which died in the mountains a year ago, but before that, Chen Mo liked it very much. At the beginning, Chen Mo was afraid of Uncle Wang but loved to get close to him, mostly because of the hound. When he learned that the hound had died in the battle, Chen Mo was sad for a long time.

"Brother Wang, you're here~" When Chen Mo was struggling in his heart, his ears suddenly hit hard as if they were hit by a heavy hammer. When he looked up, he saw a fierce and fierce man greeting Uncle Wang.

"I came here to buy goods today, and I came to see you by the way." Uncle Wang seemed to be very familiar with the other party. After greeting him, he looked at Chen Mo and said, "This is Zheng Tu, you can call him Uncle Zheng."

Zheng Tu really looked very fierce. When he saw Zheng Tu, Chen Mo suddenly understood a sentence: Birds of a feather flock together, people are divided into groups, probably this is what it means, right?

However, after what happened before, Chen Mo's fear was somehow reduced. Perhaps a person who looks fierce may not necessarily be a bad person? Just like Uncle Wang, he bowed to Zheng Tu and said, "Hello, Uncle Zheng."

"When did you have a child?" Zheng Tu looked at Uncle Wang in surprise.

"This is a child from the village. He came to the city to buy goods this time. The head of the village was worried about him and asked me to follow him." Uncle Wang smiled.

"This child looks well-behaved." Zheng Tu looked at Chen Mo for a few times and had a good impression of him. Anyway, he made people feel close to him. Maybe all children are like this, especially a child who is not noisy.

"Uncle Zheng, I want to buy meat and..." Chen Mo gritted his teeth and said, "I want to buy a puppy."

"Meat is easy to say. I have pork, dog meat and mutton here. Since it was brought by Brother Wang, I will give you a discount." Zheng Tu grinned, and his pale teeth looked like a ferocious wild boar baring its teeth at him.

"I want three catties of mutton." Chen Mo hesitated for a moment. It was too much to eat, and now was the end of summer, the weather was hot, and he couldn't put it down.

"No problem!" Zheng Tu picked up his boning knife and cut it casually. Chen Mo only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and a piece of meat had fallen on the chopping board.

"Awesome!" Chen Mo looked at the meat on the chopping board, shocked. He didn't even see how the other party moved, and the meat had been cut off. If it fell on a person, how could he still be alive?

"Good vision!" Zheng Tu laughed. If such words were said by an adult like Uncle Wang, he might just think it was a courtesy, but when a child of Chen Mo's age said it, it was quite useful. He didn't weigh it at the moment, and directly found a piece of skin to wrap the meat and said: "Give it to you!"

Chen Mo didn't quite understand. He took the meat and didn't know if it was three catties. After thinking about it, he still counted out sixty coins from his purse and put it on the chopping board.

"You said it was a gift, why did you give me money?" Zheng Tu frowned and looked at Chen Mo.

"My mother said... You can't take advantage of others." Chen Mo remembered that his mother didn't say that at the beginning. That sentence sounded very powerful, but Chen Mo forgot it and could only say it in his own words.

"I like this kid more and more." Zheng Tu looked at Uncle Wang and laughed: "You said you want a paparazzi?"

"Yeah." Chen Mo nodded.

"Let's go, I'll take you to pick one!" Zheng Tu called his assistant, asked him to help watch the butcher's stall, and personally took the two of them to pick the paparazzi.

"Boy, dogs are very intelligent. If you decide to keep one, don't let it down. For it, this is a lifelong thing."

Zheng Tu led the two to the courtyard behind the butcher's stall, where there were many paparazzi making a fuss. They were not afraid of people and even rubbed against people. Zheng Tu opened a few cages and said to the two: "Go and pick one."

Chen Mo listened and nodded silently, but he was a little dissatisfied in his heart. This statement from a dog butcher seemed to have no persuasiveness, but at this time he could not care so much. Looking at the paparazzi all over the ground, there were all kinds of colors, but they all looked the same. For a moment, he didn't know how to choose.

"Uncle Wang?" Chen Mo turned around and looked at Uncle Wang.

"I'll help you choose. What kind of dog do you want?" Uncle Wang smiled.

"Hunting dog." Chen Mo held the purse with some distress, but he had some idea in his heart that if he wanted to keep one, he would keep it for a lifetime.

Uncle Wang picked a black puppy for Chen Mo. It was black except for two white hairs above its eyes, which looked like eyebrows. Its eyes were lively and cute. Chen Mo liked it very much.

"Uncle Zheng, how much is this?" Chen Mo asked Zheng Tu happily while holding the puppy in his arms.

"This..." Zheng Tu looked at the dog, then at Chen Mo and suddenly smiled and said, "Just give me ten coins. It's a meat dog, but it looks good."

A meat dog?

Chen Mo was reluctant, but he really liked the puppy, so he finally gave Zheng Tu ten coins, happily carried the chicken cage, tied the money bag around his waist, held the dog in his arms, said goodbye to Zheng Tu, and followed Uncle Wang back.

It was still some time before Shenshi, but he had finished his work. He originally wanted to find the gods, but it was not good to ask Uncle Wang to accompany him, so he wanted to meet with the head of the village and go back early if possible. He wanted to help the dog and the chickens build a nest, but he was afraid that he would not have time if it was too late.

"Uncle Wang, is this dog really a meat dog?" After leaving the butcher's stall, Chen Mo finally asked reluctantly.

"Qingzhou thin dog, a good hunting dog." Uncle Wang glanced at the puppy in Chen Mo's arms, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Hound?" Chen Mo was stunned: "Then why..."

"It's for you." Uncle Wang sighed and said, "Don't go back. Brother Zheng has an ugly face, but he is a good person. Unfortunately... the butcher business is unlucky. Three sons died young, and two wives died. Later, he became discouraged and did not remarry. However, he loved children like you very much. This dog is really for you. Otherwise, with his temper, he would not be like this. You, kid, have a deceptive face."

"No!" Chen Mo was a little annoyed. He was obviously very honest.

"I mean the face is pleasing." Uncle Wang rubbed Chen Mo's head and smiled: "Let's go. If you really feel guilty, go see him more often when you come to the city in the future. He likes children, but there is no one in Xia Qiu who is willing to talk to him like you."