I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 580

This weasel fur looks quite smooth, especially since it is only spring and the weather is not hot, so the price of the fur can go up. If it comes to summer, the fur on the body will not be as soft and lush as winter, and the price will be lower many.

Seeing the frightened look in its dark eyes, Song Ying stretched out her hand to stroke its hair twice, and grinned: "I think your leather is more useful, if you can have a few more, I'll take your leather." Gloves made of leather are sure to sell well.”

Last winter, Song Ying thought about knitting, but she was too busy to think about it.

At this moment, the weasel began to scratch the cage in horror.

Song Ying was basically sure that this thing really understood what she said.

It proves that the IQ of the weasel is really high. Rhubarb and Dabai can understand human speech immediately after opening their spiritual intelligence. The main reason is that they are domestic animals, and they get along with humans a lot.

The few little frogs under Qinglian's hands are a little clumsy and need to be taught.

"If you're obedient, I'll keep your skin for the time being. Nod to me to have a look." Song Ying said again.

As soon as the words fell, the weasel moved its head.

The corner of Song Ying's mouth twitched: "Not bad."

After Song Ying finished speaking, the golden light in her hand fell on the weasel's body, which was regarded as a mark, and he was not afraid of him turning around and running away.

Afterwards, Song Ying opened the cage and deliberately threatened: "Catch the rats that harm food in this village. If you catch enough rats, there will be more good food to eat in the future. If you don't work hard, then you It's useless to become a spirit, it's better to sell skins."

As far as she knew, ordinary weasels should prefer to eat mice, fish, frogs and various insect eggs, and they would not attack chickens unless there was no food.

Maybe it's not easy to live in the mountains, and I'm hungry, so I'm hungry.

I just watched the weasel folded his fists and bowed, and then the khaki body rushed into the grass and disappeared.

No wonder it is called Huang Daxian.

With this speed and cunning body, it seems a bit mysterious.

Song Ying glanced at the gray wolf next to him who was still grinning, and sighed: "You have to work harder, or else you'll have to sacrifice to my Wu Zang Temple."

She can't let go of the prey she catches, can she?

If she was so kind and innocent, she would not be able to survive in this world.

Animals and plants can become fine, who is not a crime to eat?
The next morning, there were five or six more mice in the yard, and they didn't look very good. The weasel was really smart, and it knew how to catch alive, and it was amazing that it could stuff the mice into the cage where it was kept before. up.

Although mice are not very pretty, they are still animals, and Song Ying also put them away to raise them.

The ones that can be intelligent are kept, and the ones that are not intelligent are taken as the weasel's meal. The weasel naturally likes the mice that are fed with spiritual rice.

The people in Zhuangzi originally thought that the chickens and ducks could not be raised, but they didn't expect that after these few days, they were still in good condition, and even grew stronger and stronger.

Unfortunately, none of the gray wolves captured by Song Ying had changed.

That being the case, he pulled it out to let the villagers see it, and used it to establish his prestige.

After the villagers exclaimed a few times, they found someone who could chop meat, and killed the gray wolf, keeping Pizi Songying, and distributed the meat to the old and young in the village.

These old people and children in Zhuangzi really can't see a fleshy one all year round. The new owner is so generous, everyone is grateful, and they work harder and harder.

(End of this chapter)