turned on the pet system, Zhao Ling walked around the flower and bird market, accompanied Mo Keer to watch the excitement around, and communicated and exchanged with some birds in the cage from time to time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Ling looked at the other birds, and they could actually communicate with these little animals. However, after a few experiments, I lost interest.

The minds of these small animals are too simple, and in addition to negative emotions such as panic and fear, all they think of is eating. Not even a three-year-old child's IQ, if such a pet is recovered, I am afraid that it will be difficult to communicate, let alone instruct them what to do!

It is a certain number of pets, a certain number, there must be a limit, Zhao Ling didn't plan to find a bird at random and try to summon it as a pet.

Or choose a smart one, or ...... It's worth a lot of money. Zhao Ling thought to himself.

Because he saw a pigeon sold for so much money before, when Zhao Ling was shopping in the flower and bird market, he paid special attention to the stalls selling pigeons around him, almost every pigeon was randomly probed in the past, and the score was comprehensively sorted out, and in the past half an hour, Zhao Ling really didn't find that there was a pigeon whose flying score could be comparable to the one that asked for 500,000 yuan. There were not even a few pigeons over 120 points in sight.

This couldn't help but make Zhao Ling a little disheartened! It seems that this thing of picking up cheap and falling pie in the sky is not something that can be bumped into casually!

Just as Zhao Ling and Mo Keer were walking casually and were about to leave, suddenly a little boy in his teens and a pigeon cage behind the bicycle attracted Zhao Ling's attention.

It's not that the pigeon cage is so delicate, the little pigeon inside has not even grown all its feathers, and the feathers on its body have just grown out of its body, like a little hedgehog that has been covered with thorns.

"Can you sell a pigeon like this? Can it be fed? Zhao Ling was secretly amused to it in his heart, almost habitual, and directly probed the past like a conditioned reflex!

I rub ...... Zhao Ling suddenly stagnated on his feet, and almost fell on his head. This...... That's a 304 flying score. And, together with the scores of physical fitness, health, and lung capacity, they far exceeded the 500,000 pigeons.

Some didn't believe it, Zhao Ling hurriedly probed the past again. Not...... That's right, it's three hundred and four flying points.

As if a new continent had suddenly been discovered, Zhao Lingxing hurriedly walked over.

"Little brother, are these two pigeons going to be sold?"

"Hmm......" The sixteen or seventeen-year-old child nodded solemnly and looked at Zhao Ling.

"How much...... I'm afraid this little pigeon hasn't come out of the nest yet, right? How...... Do you want to sell this type? Although there are cheap options, Zhao Ling doesn't want to be looked for by the adults in the family afterwards and cause a dispute.

"This is me and someone else who wants to come, and my family dislikes it for being too dirty, and they everywhere and don't let me keep it. Throw them and die! I want to find a good home for them! The little boy sighed and pursed his lips like a little adult.

"Hmm......" Zhao Ling nodded vigorously. I don't know where this kid got such a good pair of pigeons, but at least I can be sure that I won't have trouble buying them!

Zhao Ling said with a straight face: "How much is it, I bought it!" ”

"Will you treat them well!"

Zhao Ling sniffled and swore a promise: "Yes!" Definitely! ”

Just when Zhao Ling was chatting with the little boy, several bosses of other stalls on the side were idle and walked over.

"Oops...... Young man, what are you buying these two torturers for? I can't eat yet, and I can't feed myself when I go back! A boss in his thirties said to Zhao Ling with a smile.

A man on the side also said: "Yes, this is too small, in another half a month, maybe it can be fed, now...... It's really hard to raise! ”

Zhao Ling didn't care about what they said, he looked directly at the little boy and asked the price.

The little boy glared at the two stall owners on the side unhappily, looked at Zhao Ling worriedly and said, "Hmm...... One hundred yuan, even the cage will be given to you! ”

The boss on the side unceremoniously opened his mouth to greet: "Haha...... This cage is only more than 20 yuan, and you want to sell these two little pigeons that have not grown all their hair, and you want to sell them for eighty? Come, lad, like pigeons come to see me, I'm all trachoma, all good breeds. Thirty yuan a piece, pick as you like, old pigeon or criminal, you choose! Come on, I'll give you a cage if you buy more! ”

Zhao Ling pursed his lips and smiled, ignoring the boss at all. Your pigeons? Can your pigeons sell for 500,000? Can your pigeons be rated 300 points?

One hundred yuan, Zhao Ling simply paid the money neatly, and hugged the cage from the back rack of the bicycle.

"Hey, that's stupid...... Spend a hundred dollars to buy these two ...... It's really a water in the head! Watching Zhao Ling walk away, several other people laughed and teased.

On the way back, I happened to pass by the car that sold carrier pigeons, and the crowd of onlookers also dispersed, leaving the boss alone with a boring fan.

"Hey? Young man, just bought? "Just now, Zhao Ling turned around several times in front of his car, and thought that this young man could buy it, but he didn't expect that when he turned around, he didn't know where to get two little pigeons that were so big.

"Uh-huh...... I like it when I keep it for fun! Zhao Ling said casually, just about to leave.

"Come on...... Little brother, bring the cage and give it to the buddy. ”

"It's okay, I have at least dozens of such little pigeons at home, not blowing with you, in this area around Nanjing, who doesn't know my ace pigeon? My pigeons are all in a small two-storey building on the outskirts of the city, specially built lofts. Whether it is a good variety or not, you can identify it by looking at me! Come and see! Seeing that Zhao Ling was a little hesitant, the man smiled disdainfully.

Originally, Zhao Ling wanted to leave, but seeing that this man swore so much, Zhao Ling was not very sure about his pet system score, hesitated for a moment, simply hugged the cage, and walked towards the man!

The ace pigeon snorted and shook his head with some regret and said, "Oops...... This skeleton looks a lot like that, this ...... Eyes don't work. Middle-to-lower breeds, no future! ”

I don't know if what he said is true, but ...... There is no way to verify it now, Zhao Ling smiled indifferently and took it back.

Seeing Zhao Ling's suspicious appearance, the ace pigeon also grinned: "It's okay...... Raise and look at the spring and autumn pigeons every year, and have the opportunity to let you see the trophies at home! Little brother, raising pigeons can not save money, if you want to play competitions, you have to buy good varieties, like me to participate in international competitions every year, Janssen's pigeons, there are achievements, pure blood, I am willing to spend more money! ”

"If you want to compete, I have business cards here, these two have been raised, and they are just in time to be sent to the One Loft Stadium for the autumn national races."

After talking to Zhao Ling for a long time, the man handed Zhao Ling a business card.