"Three, what do you think?" Zhang Zixian said with a smile.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then the ink-robed old man stood up, his tone tentative, "Two thousand spirit stones a month." ”

After finishing speaking, he quickly added, "It's not that we need too much, but there are really a lot of types of spirit beasts, and we have to work hard for a long time before we can settle properly." ”

"Also, the breeding and training of spirit beasts in the future also involves all aspects of things, all in all, it is indeed quite difficult to rely on the three of us alone, so ......"

The ink-robed old man was about to continue.

"Two thousand is too little! I'll give you five thousand!"

A categorical word suddenly came, and it fell clearly in his ears.

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were immediately stunned on the spot, and their brains had not yet reacted.

Two thousand to five thousand? And that's just a month?

This Zhang is really generous......

Zhang Zixian smiled and asked, "How?"

The three of them were overjoyed and quickly nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"Good, good, great!"

They immediately felt that the prince's dispatch was really wise.

"Well, if you're satisfied. Zhang Zixian nodded.

The reason for this bid is also to listen to the voice of his father.

"Look at the three of them happy, it's okay, it's easy to do things with a lot of money. Zhang Fengjiu said coldly.

"Oh yes, some of my people will be very interested in spirit beasts, and if I ask you questions during this time, I hope you will bear with me. ”

Zhang Zixian is colorful.

"To be polite, we have always been extremely tolerant of people who love spirit animals, and we will never be the slightest bit impatient. ”

The old man in the ink robe smiled flatteringly.

The two people on his side also nodded, with expressions that were indeed the same.

"In that case, I will bother the three of them from now on. Zhang Fengjiu said.

"Master Zhang, please rest assured that we are all professional-level. The old man in the ink robe said confidently.

The other two nodded heavily, "That's right." ”

Although he came to monitor on the order of the prince, this collected more spirit stones than before, and this thing must be done beautifully.

The most basic work ethic must still be had.

Subsequently, Zhang Zixian asked the clansmen to arrange a few houses as a place to live, and after explaining some rules, he gave his way away.

In the days that followed, the three trainers planned the location of the spirit beasts, and then used their professional knowledge to train them.

It is worthy of being a famous teacher specializing in this field, and he can manage the spirit beasts who were still on guard, and he will also complete the orders issued.

Moreover, each well-divided spirit animal will have a series of purchased feed to ensure good eating habits and good health.

This scene made Zhang Fengjiu see it in his eyes, and he was relatively satisfied.

After all, the spirit beast that spent hundreds of thousands of **, if it dies and gets sick, it will inevitably feel too much loss.

Only by making this group of spirit beasts obey the management, and at the same time develop well, and make a steady contribution to the development of the family, this is the meaning of buying it back.

And in the past few days, with the acquiescence of the head of the family, some clansmen who are interested in spirit beasts have rushed to watch.

Children, in particular, wish they could stay there all day.

The three animal trainers, who were working on the surface and monitoring behind the scenes, were also asked a lot of questions throughout the process.

In this regard, they will be a little impatient in their hearts, but because of the monthly payment and the promises they have made before, they will answer them one by one.

"Grandpa, what are those two wolves doing!"

A childish voice sounded, with a sense of surprise.

I saw a little boy pointing to the two spirit wolves in the fence, tilting his head and asking.

The old man in the ink robe didn't like it in his heart, he hated children the most in his life, and he wanted to kick them to death one by one.

However, this is the Zhang family, the descendants of the ancestor of the Zhang family.

Even if he borrowed a thousand dares, he didn't dare to do anything.

The old man in the ink robe looked in the direction of his finger, and immediately showed a smile of disrespect for the old man.

The two spirit wolves, one male and one female, are doing the most primitive movement, that is, mating.

"Ahem, you want to know?" the old man laughed.

"Uh-huh. The little boy nodded, his eyes bright.

"They're cooling, and you'll get to know later. The old man in the ink robe stretched out his hand to touch the top of the child's head.

"How well do you understand it, old man? Do you often do this to understand it? Is it the same as their movements?"

These childish words choked the old man in the ink robe, and the hand that was about to touch the top of the boy's head trembled a few times.

"What are you talking about, you kid?!"

He retorted.

Seeing that the old man's temperament had suddenly changed drastically, the little boy's eyes widened as if he was thinking.

Big eyes, full of unknown bold conjectures.

"Grandpa, are you so angry, are you being told by me?"

"Or do you like this type of thing yourself? But humans and spirit animals can't be together. ”

The little boy said solemnly: "You see that you are this age, don't think about it all day, okay?"

These words, like a hammer, smashed his heart.

The old man in the ink robe shook his figure, and he hurriedly held on to the fence beside him, looking at the child in front of him in disbelief.

Yes...... This......

This is the descendant of the Zhang family in Anyang County?

It seems that the prince's worries are right, so young is like this, so when he grows up, he still has to grow up?

It's time to monitor it properly and report the specific situation to the mansion.

Well, let's start with the youngest generation of this Zhang family!

"Grandpa, do you see what I said right?" said the little boy in a soft voice.

The old man in the ink robe stared at him deadly, thinking to himself, "Hehe, the old man really wants to kill you!"

"Little Liu, why are you here?"

Another childish voice rang out, and a tall boy ran over.

"Hee-hee, come here, I'll tell you something. ”

The little boy leaned over, put his hand to his ear, and whispered.

In the process, the boy who was being said looked at the old man in the ink robe, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile that did not match his age group.

"What are you talking about!

Seeing this scene, the old man in the ink robe couldn't hold back any longer, and scolded angrily with an excited attitude.

"Oh!

The two children laughed for a while, and then ran away, turning their faces from time to time.

Looking at these two nasty little figures, the old man in the ink robe tried his best to calm his emotions and scolded angrily: "Stinky boy!

Then, he turned to look at the fence, and saw that the two spirit wolves were still in motion, and a pair of green eyes were looking at it.

Seeing this picture, the anger in the old man's heart increased, "Don't do it!

After yelling, he sat helplessly on the ground, holding his head.

The old man's face showed two lines of tears.

Why?

Because he remembered what happened when he was young.

At that time, I was always disgusted for not enough time, my cultivation was low, and my partner couldn't bear the loneliness and followed others.

At this point, his heart was also dead.

Then he devoted himself to the cause of raising spirit animals, and finally became a famous teacher, with an income that many casual cultivators could not envy.

It's just that his scar was suddenly revealed, and he felt so sad.

"Woo, this family's child, I'm really annoying. ”

The old man in the ink robe hid his face and wept.

And the pair of spirit wolves in the back are still moving with each other.

Their green eyes were still looking at the old man, and their eyes seemed to have a look of pity.