Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Upon hearing this, Feng Chengmin was stunned for a moment, then turned to Wang Li and said in an annoyed tone:
"What does it have to do with you? Can you even figure out what's going on with that cow? You want all kinds of money, go stand over there."

Wang Li said with a face full of dissatisfaction:

"That time, my fourth brother and I got some bezoar. I was the one who discovered the bezoar. My eyes are really sharp."

However, after Wang Li finished speaking, Wang An and Feng Chengmin completely ignored him and disregarded him.

Wang An and Feng Chengmin refused, saying:

“I’ll help you take a look at that cow. If you buy it and it turns out to have bezoar inside, I won’t take it. What if there’s nothing inside the cow’s stomach? Then it’s a sick cow, what should I do?”

Feng Chengmin said with a completely indifferent expression:

"It's not your fault if you can't get the bezoar. I just don't understand it and I've never experienced it before, otherwise I would have bought that cow long ago."

Wang An thought for a moment and asked:
Did he say what price he'd sell the cow for?

Feng Chengmin said:

“8 yuan. That kid also knows a bit about bezoar, but he’s afraid to gamble because he’s afraid he won’t get any bezoar.”

Upon hearing the price, Wang An immediately lost interest in the cow.

Normally speaking, not every cow that can produce bezoar can produce nearly 3 liang (150 grams) of dried bezoar like the cow that Wang An and Wang Li bought.

There's really no set rule for this stuff; the yield is so low that it can be as little as one or two soybeans.

If you buy a cow but only get a few grams of bezoar, you'll lose a fortune!
Therefore, Wang An directly advised Feng Chengmin:

“If that cow is worth 800 yuan, then it’s not very interesting. If it only produces a small amount of bezoar, we’ll lose a fortune. Let me tell you, Uncle, how much bezoar it produces depends entirely on luck. I think you’re just wasting your time studying it.”

While they were talking, Feng Chengmin and his two companions arrived at Old Wu's house.

Feng Chengmin gave a brief introduction to each other, and Wang An and Wang Li learned that the owner of the house was named Wu Yuejin, who was also an old mountain herder and was much older than Feng Chengmin.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Feng Chengmin got straight to the point:

"Second brother, aren't you going to sell those half-grown dogs? We've come to see what they're like. If they're alright, my nephew will just buy them."

Wu Yuejin led the three to the backyard, where they saw four half-grown blue and white dogs playing and frolicking.

It is obvious that these four dogs are descendants of the same male dog.

Upon seeing strangers in the backyard, the four dogs immediately stopped fighting and began barking at Wang An and the others.

You can tell from the dogs' barking that these four dogs are no more than six months old from birth to now.

Normally, in order to preserve the good genes of a good hunting dog, local hunters would not allow the female dog to mate with other male dogs when finding a male for her.

And in this way, the puppies born to the mother dog can all be the same color.

Wu Yuejin pointed to the four dogs and said:
“These four half-grown dogs of mine are all genuine Oroqen breeds. If I didn’t have too many dogs at home that I couldn’t keep, I would have kept them for hunting.”

Although the Oroqen dog is also a native dog of Northeast China, compared to the big, clumsy dogs of Northeast China, the Oroqen dog has a thinner muzzle, thinner fur on its back, and its appearance is more like that of a wolf.

Feng Chengmin wasn't afraid the dog would bite him. He stepped forward and made "tsk tsk tsk" sounds to tease the dog.

Such a big dog, though its guarding instincts haven't fully awakened yet, probably won't bite.

Soon, Feng Chengmin hugged one of the largest dogs to his chest and carefully examined its fangs, leg bones, shoulders, and anus.

Wang An and Wang Li followed Feng Chengmin's example, each hugging a dog to their arms. Following the dog identification methods Feng Chengmin had taught him, Wang An examined each dog one by one.

After a while, Feng Chengmin finished looking at the dog in his arms and turned to ask Wang An:
"Xiao An, what do you think of this dog?"

Wang An nodded and said:

"Anyway, they're much better than my four spotted dogs, but still much worse than my four wolves."

To be honest, Wang An really liked these four half-grown Oroqen dogs.

This dog is almost as big as Xiao Hei was when they were the same size.

You should know that Xiao Hei is an only child, which gives it an advantage.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang An's family already had a large pack of dogs, and the mother wolf was pregnant with a big black cub and might give birth to puppies after the first month of the lunar calendar, Wang An would definitely have bought two of the Oroqen dogs.

This Oroqen dog is so well-behaved!
Upon hearing this, Feng Chengmin said irritably:
"Comparing dogs to wolves? You're really out of your mind. I remember you saying that your four wolves are descendants of the wolf king. How can that be compared?"

Wang An chuckled and said:

"There's nothing I can do about it. I'm just lucky."

Feng Chengmin rolled his eyes at Wang An, and said with a mixture of envy and jealousy:

"Damn it, you piece of trash, all you ever do is annoy me."

In fact, it wasn't just Feng Chengmin who envied Wang An for having four purebred wolves; all the hunters in Xing'an Township envied Wang An.

Especially the white wolf, which was huge and pure white without a single blemish. Even just looking at it was incredibly appealing, let alone taking it into the mountains to hunt.

It is foreseeable that if this white wolf continues to live in the mountains and grows up, it will inevitably become the next wolf king.

It's worth noting that Wang An's four wolves are still growing in size and weight; however, it's unknown how big they will eventually grow.

Anyway, the white wolf king that Wang An killed weighed over 150 kilograms.

As a descendant of the White Wolf King, Wang An's white wolf was certainly no less than the White Wolf King.

The key is that wild wolves are much bigger than domesticated wolves!

Wang An chuckled again and said:

“My big female wolf is pregnant again, and it’s my big black wolf’s puppies. I think this litter of puppies will definitely be pretty good.”

Feng Chengmin was taken aback upon hearing this, and then said to Wang An:

"Xiao An, you already have so many dogs at home. Keeping too many dogs is useless. How about we talk about it? You can give me all the pups from that litter your mother wolf had?"

Wang An glanced at Feng Chengmin sideways, and was about to speak when he heard Feng Chengmin say again:

“My dogs are all six years old this year, and in another two years they probably won’t be able to go into the mountains. It’s perfect that I can take over their care. What do you say?”

Wang An didn't respond, but instead said with a righteous and generous expression:

"Let me tell you, Uncle, raising the puppy to adulthood is a real painstaking task, and you still have to drag it out."

So, I've brought out all four of my spotted dogs. They're only three years old this year, just the right age, and they'll chatter away happily in the mountains. I'll give them all to you, Uncle. What do you say? (End of Chapter)