"Where did you get your dog?"
"In the county city market, what, the Lady Ning has set her eyes on this curly hair!"
The Tibetan Mastiff was known as the Eastern Divine Dog, and according to what the Dragon Dog said, it was the most ferocious dog. If she could get one, Ning Yan would definitely not let this opportunity go, she shamelessly said: "Un, I have taken a fancy to it."
"Then take them away, I have two here."
"So easy to talk to?" After fighting with the Mr Xue a few times, Ning Yan didn't think that the Old Man Xue was a simple person.
Now that it was so easy to give him the Tibetan Mastiff cub, no matter what, he felt that it was the fox paying respects to the chicken.
Mr Xue shook his head and laughed. He did not continue with this question, he would not say that this curly-haired dog was something the dog dealer thought was too ugly.
After discovering that Ning Yan was interested and giving it to him, she might even be able to get some strange recipes from Ning Yan.
San Qi, An Gong Niu Huang Wan. He had no idea what other surprises this girl could bring him.
Ning Yan was unable to resist the temptation of having Tibetan Mastiff. In her previous life, she lived alone and wanted to raise Tibetan Mastiff or Husky, but she would frequently go out on missions, maybe she would just die, and if she died, her dog would live on, leaving a dog alone in this world.
The facts proved that her choice was correct. If she had not died, then there would have been no such thing as teleportation.
With a stable life, there was no need to run around, no need to go out for missions, raising a dog was not bad. With just a bit of effort, he would train the Tibetan Mastiff to be like a police dog.
Of course, Ning Yan did not forget the reason why she was here. Holding the curling hair Tibetan Mastiff, he looked at Mr Xue, narrowed her eyes and revealed a smile: "Sir, I've already moved to the new courtyard. Can you send me the potted plants that you promised me last time?"
"Take it for yourself!" Mr Xue did not care much about potted plants, as those things were not even as important as some new herbs.
Following Ning Yan to the corridor that held the flowers and plants, Mr Xue's heart ached when he saw Ning Yan pick up the cotton under the sunlight. Cotton was not an easy thing to come by.
It must be known that in the past, people were proud of possessing the 18th maester, but now, they were proud of having the Miasma Flower. They had finally managed to get some cotton and wanted to flirt with her, but unexpectedly, a mountain girl had taken a fancy to them.
When Ning Yan saw Mr Xue's pained face, she finally felt a little better. Carrying the potted plants, she strode towards his house. Pushing open the door to the empty house, she placed the Tibetan Mastiff in the yard.
There were only two pots of Ethereal Flowers Seedlings, and Ning Yan grew them very sparsely. Now, he had filled up the new garden with seedlings, and looking at the seedlings, it was no wonder that they did not grow taller when the pots were growing. It would be weird if there were so many seedlings huddled together.
After planting them well, Ning Yan was not busy applying fertilizer. After all, the roots of the Mushroom Flowers were not tough enough, and she was not a doctoral student in agriculture.
Using the remaining green bricks from the house, he built a kennel for the little Tibetan Mastiff. Inside the kennel, there was a straw mattress.
Although it was rough, it could be considered to have a dog's den. After taking out the 37 powders to treat the Tibetan Mastiff's wounds, Ning Yan walked towards the man's room that she picked up.
The person on the bed had a blade in her hand, she was the one who crafted it for Ning Tian. At that time, she had personally made it, and it was much better than what Zhang Tiehzhu had done.
Why did this appear in Lu Hanzhang's hands? Did something happen when she was not at home?
"Is this yours? "I remember when I brought you down the mountain, you didn't have any weapons on you." Ning Yan's skin had always been thick, so no one would be able to tell that she was lying when she was speaking lies.
Lu Hanzhang smiled faintly. However, his current appearance did not suit the aesthetic standards of most people. He stroked his beard and covered the lower half of his face, turning the cold-faced general into an ugly man.
He was smiling just like the Japanese in the War of Resistance Against Japan in his previous life.
Ning Yan... It was very difficult for Ning Yan to have a good impression of him.
The man opened his mouth: "Lu Da."
"What?"
"My name is Lu Da." Lu Hanzhang explained.
Ning Yan understood what the man meant. He must be asking for her name, just that …
If this person could get off the bed and take out his knife, why didn't he run? Logically speaking, in this strange place, after waking up, shouldn't he take advantage of the fact that no one was around to escape?
"Ning Yan."
"…" Lu Hanzhang was also a bit unhappy. How could he casually say a woman's name,? He stared at Ning Yan, and the expression in his eyes grew colder and colder.
Ning Yan detected the change in the man's emotions and almost died from anger. This fellow's emotions had changed really quickly, it was even faster than women turning their faces, and was hard to please.
"He's sick." With that said, Ning Yan walked out of the room.
Was he sick? Lu Hanzhang thought about what Ning Yu had said, that he had a lot of hair on his body, and that he had a hairy illness. He was indeed an ignorant woman and children, such a person who came to the capital, wouldn't he be toyed with to death by those madams and mistresses?
Then what should he do? If he brought this vulgar woman to the capital, she would definitely be bullied to death, but not accepted? How could his son be left outside?
Did he have to learn the behavior of those popinjays and raise a concubine? But no matter how he looked at it, this woman did not seem to be at ease in the room. Just what should he do with her?
Just as he was about to stand up, the wounds on his body started to hurt and he lay down quietly.
Anyway, there was still a long period of time before he could slowly teach her a lesson. It might even be possible for this woman to bear the responsibility of being his wife.
The man who thought he had an idea closed his eyes.
He had no idea what would happen in the future.
The night was dark, and a day had passed.
Ning Yan sat under the tree in the courtyard and looked up the mountain while holding the remaining silver in her hands. She wondered if she could calm down if she could hunt the black bear on the mountain back home, but … Hunting was not a long thing to do.
He had to find a stable livelihood.
He changed into a new set of clothes and armed himself well. His clothes were all green and his cuffs were tied tightly. His original thousand layers were now full of rabbit skin and high-heeled shoes. No matter what kind of bugs he tried, they couldn't get into his pants.
This time, they would not only go hunting, but they would also have to avoid the people who were looking for Lu Da.
Lu Da could tell that this was not the real name from just hearing it.
After warning Ning Yu to stay at home to watch over the door, at the same time, she paid attention to the old man who helped him pick the door up, Ning Yan walked up the mountain alone.
No matter what you do for a living, you have to have enough money to live on, and a few taels of silver will be used up in a month.
As for the people on the mountain, even if she wore special clothes, she wouldn't be able to avoid that group of people.
After choosing a path with fewer people, Ning Yan's footsteps became lighter. After entering the deep mountains, the temperature had dropped. The cool wind hit Ning Yan's body and she had the thought of living in the mountains.
The deeper she went into the mountain, the more prey she would find. Even though Ning Yan missed Black Bear, she knew her place and searched the entire mountain for a Black Bear that she didn't even know where.
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