Under the blue sky and white clouds, Zhang Jing felt embarrassed for a second.
Gu Zuoyan said rightly, "Taitai's condition has eased, but he will need to continue treatment for three to five days."
As he spoke, Zhang Jing waved to Tai Tan, "Come here."
Tai Tan hid in the group of wives and concubines, looking at someone with a pair of big eyes in fear, then turned and walked away.
Zhang Jing originally wanted to show the therapeutic results of "conquering the cow with moral principles", but the cow did not cooperate.
Fortunately, someone was thick-skinned. He changed the subject and boasted, "Look, it's not that aggressive anymore."
"It seems so," Ms. Emma, who is in her forties, nodded with deep understanding. "If you waved to it before, you would most likely be attacked."
"right."
Zhang Jingyang raised his chin and felt very accomplished. He would no longer hunt for treasures and become a veterinarian instead.
In fact, Zhang Jing wants to be a scientist, a virus scientist. There are two small pieces of ice in the Mithril space. They are mad cow pathogens, and the price of one piece is as high as 8 million yuan.
Emma didn't know that the handsome guy in front of her was an enhanced version of Satan, so she extended her hand and invited, "Please come with me, how about a cup of tea?"
"Of course," Zhang Jing readily agreed, "I like black tea."
Emma, who is strong and strong, smiled slightly and felt that Zhang Jing was very warm. She also liked black tea, which was very sweet.
The farmer's house is in the direction of the entrance, walk about 300 meters.
This is a masonry building, similar to the Irish construction style between 1840 and 1920.
The exterior of the main house is gray brick and has a strong sense of age. It has two floors.
The auxiliary buildings are on one floor, with as many as seven or eight rooms, and are also gray brick and gray stone in color. They are sundry warehouses, farm machine hangars, repair rooms, pig houses, dog houses, chicken and duck houses, etc.
Arriving at the courtyard of the main house, Zhang Jing saw an interesting scene.
Two black and white border collie puppies, only two to three months old, were driving away more than a dozen little yellow ducks, one on the left and one on the right.
"They are sheepdogs," Emma introduced enthusiastically. "They are learning to herd sheep, just like their elders did when they were young."
It was obvious that Emma had become accustomed to this scene.
Because Kanfen Farm only has free-range wild sheep and no grazing sheep, there is no such lovely scene.
After passing the yard and entering the main house, Zhang Jing noticed at a glance that it was very different from other houses.
Normally, most houses will emphasize lighting. This house feels very dark when you enter it. The windows are not only small but also very few.
Then there is the decoration, which is almost non-existent. The floor is made of stone blocks, and some have large gaps.
The walls are made of gray bricks and gray stone and are directly outside.
The furniture is all good stuff, all solid wood, nothing fancy.
This reminds Zhang Jing of the scene when he was a child and lived with his grandfather. It was probably like this. The light in the house was very dark, but it was very warm.
Soon, the hospitable Miss Emma came over with two cups of tea and gently placed them on the big solid wood table in the dining area.
Then came a plate of French fries and a plate of tacos from the kitchen.
"Jack," Emma invited, "please sit down and try the food I made."
"Thank you," Zhang Jing finally figured out that Miss Emma is fierce in appearance but actually has a kind heart. "Then I won't be polite. I happen to be hungry."
Emma smiled slightly, she liked the way Zhang Jing didn't dislike it.
Take a sip of tea, eat a chip, and taste a tortilla. The taste is not delicious, but it is very authentic.
"Jack," Emma asked concernedly, "how much should I pay you?"
"Isn't this snack a medical fee?" Zhang Jing asked back.
Emma shook her head, saying no.
"You don't have to pay," Zhang Jing explained, "I'm just traveling and I'm happy to help you;
But it would be better if I could stay here for three or five days. After all, the cost of accommodation at Mr. Albert's house is not cheap. "
It can be seen that Zhang Jing is a humorous and interesting person, Emma
He reached across the table and shook hands with Mr. Vet.
After finishing the snacks, Emma cared about Zhang Jing, "When can we learn from Titan? The customer is very anxious."
"Let me do it," Zhang Jingda said, "Give me the tools."
Emma moved quickly and placed a transparent plastic tube the size of a thermos flask and a pair of soft gloves in front of someone.
"That's it?" Zhang Jing asked subconsciously, "Isn't there a machine?"
"The machine is too expensive, manual work is healthier," Emma affirmed, "Just take it out and put it directly into the nitrogen tank."
Zhang Jing's brows twitched. He did have experience with his left hand, but that was for himself. He never thought that one day he would solve a problem for a cow.
Damn it, treasure hunters are really special.
Not only do you need to be able to drink, but you also need to be able to stay up late.
Driving a car is nothing, you also need to be able to sail a boat.
Diving is just routine, and you also need to be able to skydive.
Going down to a grave to kill someone is nothing, but they also have to deal with supernatural events.
After enduring all these, he actually still knows how to masturbate. The point is not for himself, but for other males.
grass!
There was so much reluctance in my heart that my words turned into, "I'll go right away."
"Thank you," Emma was very touched. "What do you want to eat for lunch? Fried pig's feet, okay?"
Zhang Jing knew that what Emma said was really "pig's feet", but he always felt that she was mirroring him.
This time, the Bull Titan was hiding far away, and he and a group of wives and concubines were drinking from the mountain spring water flowing in the distance by the stream and eating young grass.
Titan feels fine, except his face hurts.
Just when it thought it was just an accident and would never happen again, it suddenly saw something in the corner of its eye and instinctively wanted to run away.
But if you run away from yourself, you can't run away from your lovely wife and concubine. What if you are occupied by that guy?
Titan could only stand in front again and choose to be tough.
Zhang Jing found it funny. The white Charolais bull in front of him didn't think of himself as a human being, right?
Then there was another one-sided beating. If Emma saw it, she would find that Titan had gained weight again.
Next comes the work of learning from the experience, and the process is omitted.
Returning to the farmhouse for the second time, Zhang Jing happened to meet Emma's family coming back from outside.
Emma's father is an old man with a beard, a cast on his left leg, and sitting in a wheelchair.
The image of Emma's mother is naturally strong and old.
The younger brother is about 37 or 38 years old and looks older than his peers.
After getting to know each other simply, the family expressed their sincere gratitude to Zhang Jing, and the work of learning from him was very professional.
"Have you made lunch?" The younger brother looked at his older sister and complained, "Food outside is very expensive, and I haven't had enough to eat."
"Okay," Ava said, prepared, "You can have lunch now."
The second time I came to the table, this time there were not only more chips and tortillas, but also a basin of fried pig feet and fried pig tails, which looked golden and shiny.
There is also a large basin of oily fresh sausages stuffed with fresh meat, onions, herbs and more.
Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, Zhang Jing's appetite increased greatly and his mouth watered.
However, before Zhang Jing could stuff the golden and shiny pig's feet into his mouth, someone suddenly came to visit him.
