Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 171 The fresh milk from the big milk jug is so sweet it warms your heart.

The next day, when Fang Yan went downstairs, he saw Shana sitting obediently by the counter with a small iron bucket in her hand, accompanied by Lingdang and Miss Skirt chatting with her.

When Shana saw Fang Yan come downstairs, her eyes lit up and she called out "Uncle" in a clear voice.

Fang Yan looked at the small iron bucket in her hand and remembered that he had told her yesterday that she should be able to milk the cows today. It seemed that she had been looking forward to it all night.

As soon as Fang Yan sat down at the counter, Shana took the breakfast that Monini had prepared and placed it in front of him.

"Uncle, please use it."

"Kou Jie?"

What about mine?

Monini brought up its breakfast. It glanced at Fang Yan, then took a piece of steamed bun and ate it with relish.

Fang Yan watched as her steamed bun was taken away, shook her head, and then quickly ate her breakfast with her head down.

"Hurry up and finish eating," Fang Yan said, wiping his mouth as he watched Shana shaking the small metal bucket. He stood up and said, "Let's go, Shana, let's go milk the cows together."

"Yay!"

Shana exclaimed happily.

Fang Yan found a large bucket and led Gengar and Shana towards the backyard.

Arriving at the large milk tanks, Fang Yan touched each of them with his hands and then checked their condition.

They seem to have adapted well to life in the nursery.

Fang Yan stroked the head of one of the large milk tanks and asked, "We might need to milk some later, don't mind."

The big milk tankers chewed on the abundant hay in the nursery, finding it amazing that the hay was still so fresh and tender even though it was autumn.

Feeling the rich juice in his mouth, the big milk tank nodded without any hesitation.

They then adapted a method to make milking easier for people in their local dialect.

Fang Yan smiled. Since Fang Yan did not build a fence to keep them away, they were very free, and Fang Yan and his friends could milk them directly on the spot.

Fang Yan squatted down, took the iron bucket from Gengar, placed it under Miltank, and then began to touch Miltank with his gloved hand.

The Pokémon in the nursery had never seen a cow being milked before, so they all gathered around. Miltank wasn't shy at all and proudly showed it off.

Milkjar milk is loved by everyone, from the elderly to children, from humans to Pokémon.

It is said that a large milk tank can produce 20 liters of nutritious milk every day, which means that if they are not milked every day, they will feel uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, the taste of fresh milk changes with the seasons, and those who don't like drinking milk can make it into yogurt.

This is the best drink for the elderly and patients, and it also makes children stronger.

Following the instructions in the book, Fang Yan began to rhythmically squeeze from top to bottom, and soon, a stream of sweet-smelling, milky-white fresh milk was squeezed into the iron bucket.

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"Kou Jie"

"Laji"

"Nee cough"

"Nini"

"Goethe"

"Compare"

A chorus of exclamations could be heard.

The Milk Tank was chewing on grass. The grass in the nursery, blessed by Shirabi and Lugia, was the finest pasture for them. The feeling of being squeezed by the dialect made it squint its eyes comfortably.

These two-legged creatures have a rather comfortable technique.

Soon, a full bucket of fresh milk was squeezed out.

Fang Yan handed it to Mrs. Fujino, then looked at Shana and the others.

"Who wants to give it a try?"

Shana was the first to raise her hand. Although Gengar also wanted to try, it gave the opportunity to its sister.

Shana came in carrying a small iron bucket. Fang Yan put gloves on her and she touched the body of the large milk tank.

"Big Milk Tank, I'll learn how to milk a cow so I can help you milk the cows sometime, okay?"

Her soft, gentle voice prompted the big milk tank to gently rub its head against her little face.

Shana giggled and then just stood there.

The dialect taught her how to use techniques to make the large milk tank more comfortable while being milked, and Shana learned by imitation.

Soon, the small metal bucket was filled, and Shana's laughter echoed throughout the backyard of the breeding house.

With the help of everyone at the breeding center and the Pokémon, the first batch of fresh milk was quickly squeezed out. Fang Yan said "Thank you for your hard work" to the Milk Tanks, and then took the fresh milk back to the kitchen.

I boiled a pot of hot milk and served Shana and the others a cup each.

It seemed to be milk she had squeezed herself. Shana, who didn't like milk, blew on the hot milk and slowly drank it all.

"How does it taste?"

Shana wiped her mouth, put the glass in the sink, and said with a grin, "It's sweet and delicious."

"Then you should drink one cup every day."

"Um."

Shana readily agreed.

Fang Yan smiled and nodded, then reached out and pulled Gengar back as it was about to leave.

Gengar pouted as he put down a bucket of fresh milk. Fang Yan said helplessly, "I'll use this fresh milk to make a cake for you guys later, do you want some?"

whee.

Gengar smiled broadly, but Fang Yan shook his head upon seeing this. He then had it bring over the pre-prepared bottles and filled them with the heated fresh milk.

"Sana, could you help me deliver this fresh milk to Grandpa and Grandma in Twinleaf Town?"

Shana nodded.

"Just say that this was a gift from our breeding farm, and that they can order fresh milk from our breeding farm if they want it in the future."

Herbal tea and traditional Chinese medicine are not selling well lately, but we happen to have more fresh milk than we need at our own breeding farm, so we'll sell it.

Anyway, it's good for the elderly and children.

Shana ran back to her room to change her clothes.

Fang Yan packed the fresh milk and went to the front desk, where he found Shana already dressed in her delivery girl outfit, which she hadn't worn in a long time.

Shana, who was carrying a small crossbody bag, saluted Fang Yan when she saw him.

He replied in a dialect that sounded serious.

"Um."

He then hung the fresh milk on the fiery horse, looked at Shana who was even cuter than a platelet, and flicked her nose.

"The rest is up to you."

Shana nodded, then mounted her fiery steed and galloped towards Twinleaf Town.

Fang Yan returned to the kitchen and began preparing the afternoon tea desserts for today.

I'm going to make a luxurious cake made from a mixture of honey and fresh milk.

However, when Fang Yan looked at the fresh milk in front of him, he suddenly remembered the goat that could produce milk, which was similar to the large milk tank.

Goat milk seems pretty good?

The goat mount seems to be available in the Carlos region? If so, try asking Cynthia to see if she can help.

Fang Yan took out his phone, edited a few messages and sent them to Cynthia. Seeing that there was no reply for a long time, Fang Yan put his phone back in his pocket.

Watching Gengar stir the eggs for him, and knowing that Monini needed to stay in the dining hall, Gengar was once again dragged back by Fangyan to do chores.

Gengar would be more than willing to do anything related to food.

"Gengar, how about we raise a few more riding goats? Then we can drink some fresh goat milk."

"Kou Jie"

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Gengar's expression answered everything.

Without stopping, Fang Yan took the egg whites that Miss Gothic had separated using her telekinesis and began making a cake.

On the other side of Futaba Town, Shana was the first to arrive at Grandpa Mochi's house. She climbed off the Rapidash and rang the doorbell.

Grandma opened the door and was somewhat surprised to find Shana there.

"Oh, little Shana, what brings you here today?"

Shana smiled sweetly, then took two bottles of fresh milk from her small bag and handed them to her grandmother.

"Grandma, this is the big milk tank from our nursery. It's fresh milk that was just squeezed out today. Uncle asked me to bring it over for you to drink. He also said that if you want to drink milk in the future, you can order it from the nursery."

Shana speaks fluently now, expressing the meaning of the dialect smoothly.

Grandma was taken aback.

Milk from a large milk jug?

Just then, her husband's legs started to hurt because of the cold weather, and she was wondering what to do when Shana brought over a large milk jug.

"Thank you so much, little Shana."

Grandma took the milk, and moved, bent down to hug Shana. After a while, Grandma let go of Shana and went back into the house.

Shana closed the door behind her grandmother and turned to leave, but the door opened again, and her grandmother handed Shana money and snacks.

Shana refused to accept the money, saying, "Uncle said this is a free drink for you. You can pay for it when you place your next order."

Shana looked straight at her grandmother and said.

Grandma couldn't help but laugh at Shana's words. "The shop manager is such a kind person! Shana is so good. Would you like some snacks?"

"want!"

A resolute voice rang out.

Grandma put the snacks into Shana's crossbody bag. Shana climbed onto the fiery horse. "Grandma, we're leaving now. We still have to deliver milk to the other grandpas and grandmas."

"Okay, be careful."

Watching Shana's disappearing figure, Grandma looked at the money in her hand, shook her head, and then went back into the house.

"Old man, come out quickly, Shana has brought us milk."

Seeing Grandpa Muji come out leaning on his cane, Grandma said, "This is fresh milk that was just squeezed from the big milk tank at the nursery today. You should drink it quickly."

Grandpa Muzhi took the milk, opened the lid, and a sweet aroma wafted out.

After taking a sip, his eyes lit up.

It is filled with the flavor of happiness.

"This milk is really good."

Grandma wiped his mouth and said with a smile, "Of course it's good. Shana brought it over herself. She wouldn't accept money from us. She insisted that it was a gift from the manager of the Fangyan store and that she wouldn't take any money."

Grandpa Muzhi looked at the money in Grandma's hand and burst into laughter.

I drank a bottle of fresh milk in one go, then took the second bottle, opened the cap, and the same sweet aroma wafted out.

Grandma looked at Grandpa Muzhi with a smile, thinking that drinking fresh milk would make him feel better.

The next second, a bottle of fresh milk appeared in front of her.

"Hey, you drink too."

Grandpa Muji licked the bottle cap and handed the fresh milk to Grandma.

"Don't refuse, we can order again tomorrow. Drink this bottle quickly."

Grandma was about to refuse when Grandpa Muzhi's words stopped her. She looked at the face she had lived with for decades, and realized that he always remembered her when there was something good in all those years.

Grandma opened her mouth, and Grandpa Muzhi happily fed her fresh milk.

The fresh milk is incredibly sweet and delicious.

My heart is even sweeter.

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