After getting up in the morning, Canghai had some breakfast and went out to stroll. He asked his aunt about the location of the motorcycle shop in the town, and walked around and went there one by one.

After walking for a while, I found that the town is much more lively today than yesterday. The roadside stalls that were not yet last night emerged this morning like seedlings from early spring. The stall owners stood beside the stalls, holding hands together, resisting the cold wind of winter, and from time to time, they stamped their feet and exhaled their bodies.

After asking, Canghai knew that it was the turn of a big market in the town today.

In the big market, the children in the city may not understand. In fact, it is just that in the countryside, everyone will take the things produced at home to the town for exchange. On this day, the surrounding towns set up stalls and small-scale transactions will be concentrated in one town for trading, so it is very lively.

Not to mention that the Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated in two months, so this episode becomes more and more lively.

Canghai, who hadn't been to the big market for almost ten years, immediately became interested. He forgot about buying a motorcycle and started shopping in the big market. After a while, Canghai had a bunch of candied haws and five or six skewers of roasted lamb in his hand. He stretched his head and looked around.

As he was walking around, Canghai came and accidentally moved to Mule and Horse Market.

The so-called mule and horse market is not just about selling mules and horses, nor is it like a greenhouse. It is just a large open space. There are piles of people in the east and west starting to bargain around their favorite mules and horses. If you are not familiar with it, you can also hire some mules and horses for economy, which can cost 20 or 30 yuan or a pack of good cigarettes, and these people can help you pick a good mules and horses.

In addition to mules and horses, there are also chickens, sheep and geese, and dogs. So, as long as it is live poultry and livestock, there are almost no one here that is not sold.

Canghai is not in a hurry anyway. Since he has moved here, he can take a look. So he quickly finished picking up the skewers in his hand, and then stepped into the mule and horse market with the smell of animal urine.

After walking a few steps, I saw a group of dog sellers gathered together. In the past, the sellers here were all local dogs and vegetable dogs, but when I saw Canghai again ten years later, there were already many foreign dogs here, such as golden retrievers, huskys, etc., which accounted for almost half of the dog market. It can be seen that the trend of raising foreign dogs has blown from coastal cities to small villages.

Just as Cang Hai was about to turn around, he suddenly heard someone sounding next to him.

"You old man, can you cheat people? Their native dogs cost only 30 or 50 yuan per person, but yours actually cost 200 yuan..."

Cang Hai turned his head accidentally and found an old man in his sixties squatting opposite the person who was talking. The old man was wearing an old Zhongshan suit and was a little white when he washed it. The Zhongshan suit also had a sheepskin vest, and his lower body was old cotton pants and shoes. He was holding a dry tobacco pipe in his mouth. He looked like he didn't want to pay attention to the expression of the middle-aged man opposite, and he sucked his own dry tobacco on his own.

There was a vine dung pan in front of the old man. Many people may have never seen this thing. There was a circle on three sides and the mouth was open. It was a bit like a dustpan, but there was a T-shaped handle that was dozens of centimeters high. The things used in the countryside to pick up livestock manure are usually woven with rattan.

Now there are two puppies in the feces basket in front of the old man. It looks like they are just over the moon, and the fluffy black and yellow look very cute.

Seeing these two puppies, Cang Hai couldn't help but walk over and stretched his head to look at the two puppies carefully. The black dog looked very lively, and now it was opening its mouth and gnawing on the rattan strip of the feces, looking full of energy. The yellow puppies were lying in the feces and seemed to be dozing.

The two little local dogs look a little different from ordinary local dogs. The tails of ordinary local dogs are curled. The two tails are hanging, thin and straight, and the sniff is not as sharp as those of ordinary local dogs. The kisses of these two little local dogs are short and wide, and the mouths are not usually black, but are watery and follow the hair on their bodies, and their ears are also wide, and they look a little open.

After looking at Canghai, I realized that these two puppies are not ordinary local dogs, but are the unique guardian hunting dogs in their hometown: the tiger's head is yellow!

After squatting down, Cang Hai grabbed the yellow puppy in the feces pan, turned over and saw that it was a little male dog. Then he carefully observed it and then put the puppy back into the feces pan.

The man was still talking: "I said, "Old man, why are you doing business like this? You didn't say anything after a long time. I really want to buy you, this way. If you have another little local dog of thirty, I'll give you eighty, right?"

“Not selling!”

The old man raised his head and looked at the man who was already half-large squatting opposite him.

"Hey, you old man! I'm really planning to sell it and take it home, right?" the middle-aged man said.

The old man ignored him and continued to smoke his cigarette.

After hearing the accent, Canghai knew that the man squatting down was not a local.

"Old man, how do you sell this dog?" Cang Hai pointed at the yellow-haired puppy who was lying motionless in the feces.

I don’t know the scientific name of the two puppies, but Canghai knows that people in my hometown call them Hutou Huang, which is a particularly rare local hunting dog.

Although the name is Tiger Head Yellow, there are actually two colors for dogs. It is either pure yellow or pure black. There is no other color, there is no possibility of variegated colors, and there is no possibility of four eyes and roll-tails. All variegated colors are strings, and this dog can't do it in a string. It is extremely difficult to have the inspiration and courage when it is purebred.

Of course, it is impossible for people with yellow tiger heads to chat with this dog.

Raising a tiger-headed yellow was a dream when Canghai was a child. Unfortunately, he used to live a difficult life and did not have any extra food to feed a dog. But now he is rich, and when he sees the serious tiger-headed yellow, he immediately has the idea of ​​buying a dog.

Having said that, I'm going to go back to my hometown, how can I lack a dog at home?

"two hundred!"

When the old man saw Cang Hai asking for the price, he threw down his words, and then sucked his cigarette without saying a word. After taking two puffs, he found that the cigarette had been finished. The old man was shaking the ashes and putting cigarettes on his own.

When the middle-aged man saw that someone was going to buy a dog, and the one he liked was not the black dog he wanted, he said to Canghai: "Little brother, do you think this old man is stubborn? He is only thirty or fifty in a small local dog. He sells two hundred yuan here. Isn't he deliberately treating us as a sucker!"

Cang Hai smiled after hearing this, and reached out to grab the little yellow dog carefully and took a look. This time, he mainly looked at the dog's mouth and anus, and also saw if there were any problems on his body. After taking a closer look, Cang Hai felt that the little yellow dog was strong and had no major problems, so he reached out to take out his wallet from his pocket.

He took out two hundred dollars and handed them to the old man's hand, and Cang Hai picked up the dog and prepared to leave.

"I said big brother, you..."

When the middle-aged man saw that this young man was not stupid. He bought a local dog for 200 yuan and actually looked at it for a few seconds and then returned the money and was about to leave!

Canghai knew what he wanted to say, but it was fine anyway, so Canghai smiled and said, "This is a local dog, but this local dog is also divided. This dog is not an ordinary local dog. If you know how to raise it, this dog is much better than those foreign dogs."

The middle-aged man looked at Canghai, was stunned for a while, and suddenly asked, "What's the good thing?"

The middle-aged man was planning to buy a local dog to raise, but he did not raise a local dog because he liked it, but to show that he was different. When others raised foreign dogs, he seemed to be unique and he would be ready to whisper a few words from time to time.

Cang Hai said: "This is a serious hunting dog, and it is also a big hunting dog. When adults are grown, they can grow the same size as golden retrievers. If you release three, you can fight wild boars. Even if you don't feed them, half-large dogs will go out to find food by themselves. As for guarding the house and yard, it is even more so. Other dogs are more evil and will hurt people when they meet strangers. This kind of dog can recognize people's hearts, only hurt evil people but not strangers..."

When the old man heard Cang Hai say this, he couldn't help but raise his head and suck out the cigarette pouch from his mouth. Weng Sheng said angrily: "You young man still have some vision!"

I don’t know if the old man praised Canghai or was hurt. After just one sentence, the old man began to suck his cigarette without saying a word.

The middle-aged man looked at the silly little yellow dog in Canghai's hand, then looked at the little black dog that was still scattering joy in the feces, and asked in confusion: "Why did you choose this wilted yellow dog instead of this black dog?"

Canghai smiled and said, "The yellow dog is better!"

The hunting dog is a steady person, and it is not good to be too happy. For example, if you are hunting, this black dog that is too happy will definitely not become the leader of the dog group, because the dog is like a human being. Generally speaking, if you are too happy, you can only be a younger brother and become a boss.

The little yellow dog is obviously different. It is not because it doesn’t bark or bite, but because the dog is calm when born.

"Are you so lingering?" The middle-aged man looked suspicious.

"The most important thing is that this dog is rarely sick. It is easy to feed it, no matter how leftovers are leftovers, and when it is big, it looks strong, like a calf, beautiful. Even if you enter the old forest, as long as you take it, it can bring you out intact! The most important thing is that this dog is fierce enough. The former landlord Lao Cai took it on the street and just hangs the money around its neck. Even if people are next to people, no thief dares to put his hand on the dog's neck to steal the money in the chain!" Cang Hai said again.

After a lot of talk, Canghai did not gain the trust of the middle-aged man, but instead made the middle-aged man more alert. In the eyes of the middle-aged man, no matter how he looked at Canghai, he felt like a dog nurse.
Chapter completed!