Under the blue sky and white clouds, Zhang Jing was embarrassed for a second.

Gu Zuoyan said, "Titan's condition has been relieved, but it will continue to be treated for three to five days."

As he spoke, Zhang Jing beckoned to the Titan, "Come here."

The Titans hid in the group of wives and concubines, looked at someone with a pair of big eyes in fear, and turned to walk away.

Zhang Jingben wanted to show the treatment results of "subduing cattle with moral rules", but the cattle did not cooperate.

Fortunately, someone's skin is thicker than the wall, and the conversation turns to boasting, "You see, it's not so aggressive anymore."

"Seems so," Miss Emma, who is in her forties, nodded thoughtfully, "I waved at it before, and there was a high chance that it would be attacked."

"yes."

Zhang Jingyang raised his chin, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, so he stopped looking for treasures in the future and changed his career to become a veterinarian.

In fact, Zhang Jing wants to be a scientist, a disease-poison scientist, and there are two pieces of Xiaoice in the Mithril space, which are mad cow pathogens, and the price of one piece is as high as 8 million meters.

Emma didn't know that this handsome guy in front of her was an enhanced version of Satan, and stretched out her hand to invite, "Please come with me and have a cup of tea?"

"Of course," Zhang Jing readily agreed, "I like black tea."

Emma, who was strong and strong, smiled slightly, feeling that Zhang Jing was very warm, and she also liked black tea, which was sweet and silky.

The farmer's house is in the direction of the entrance, about 300 meters on foot.

It is a piece of masonry building, built in the style of the 1840-1920s in Ireland.

The exterior of the main house is gray brick color, which has a strong sense of age, and has two floors.

The auxiliary houses are one floor, and there are as many as seven or eight rooms, also in the color of gray brick and gray stone, they are a utility warehouse, a farm hangar, a repair room, a pig house, a dog house, a chicken and duck house, and so on.

Approaching the courtyard of the main house, Zhang Jing saw an interesting scene.

Two black and white border shepherd puppies, only two or three months in size, one on the left and one on the right, were lying down to drive away more than a dozen little yellow ducks.

"They're shepherd dogs," Emma enthuses, "and they're learning to shepherd sheep, just like their elders did."

Obviously, this scene has become accustomed to Emma's eyes.

Because there are only free-range wild sheep on the Kanfen farm, there is no shepherding sheep, so there is no such a lovely scene.

Passing through the courtyard and entering the main house, Zhang Jing found at a glance that it was very different from other houses.

Normally, a house emphasizes daylight, but this house feels dark when you enter the door, and the windows are small and few.

Then there is the decoration, almost none, the floor is a patchwork of stones, and some of the gaps are very large.

The walls are made of gray bricks and gray stones, directly on the outside.

The furniture is all good, all solid wood, no bells and whistles.

This made Zhang Jing think of the scene where he lived with his grandfather when he was a child, and 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 large solid wood table in the dining area.

Then bring 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 could see that Miss Emma was more fierce, but she was actually kind-hearted, "Then I'm welcome, I'm just hungry."

Emma smiled slightly, she liked the way Zhang Jing didn't dislike it.

Take a sip of tea, eat a piece of fries, and try a piece of tortilla, it doesn't taste very delicious, but it's authentic.

"Jack," Emma asked with concern, "how much am I supposed to pay you?"

"Isn't this snack a house call fee?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

Emma shook her head, indicating no.

"You don't have to pay," Zhang Jing explained, "I'm a tourist passer, and I'm very happy to be able to help you;

It would have been better if I had been allowed to stay here for three or five days, after all, Mr. Albert's house is not cheap."

It can be seen that Zhang Jing is a humorous and interesting person, Emma

Reach out across the table and shake it with Mr. Veterinarian.

After eating the snack, Emma cared about Zhang Jing, "When can I learn from the Titans? The customer is in a hurry."

"I'll do it," Zhang Jing said, "Give me the tools."

Emma moved quickly, placing a clear plastic tube the size of a thermos flask and a pair of soft gloves in front of someone.

"That's it?" Zhang Jing subconsciously asked, "Isn't there a machine?"

"The machine is too expensive, and the manual is healthier," Emma said affirmatively, "just take it out and put it directly in the nitrogen tank."

Zhang Jing's eyebrows jumped, he did have experience in his left hand, but it was for himself, he never expected to solve the problem for a cow one day.

Nima, the treasure hunter is really special.

You have to be able to drink and stay up late.

Driving is nothing, and you have to be able to drive a boat.

Diving is just a routine, and you have to be able to skydive.

Going to the grave to kill people is nothing, and you have to deal with supernatural events.

I've endured all of this.,I still have to be able to masturbate.,The focus is not on yourself.,But for other males.。

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Ten thousand reluctances in my heart, the words came to my lips, "I'll go now."

"Hard," Emma was very moved, "what do you want to eat at noon, can you fry pig's feet?"

Zhang Jing knew that Emma was talking about the real "pig's feet", but she always felt that she was reflecting herself.

This time, the Bull Titan hid far away, and with a group of wives and concubines, he was drinking the mountain spring water flowing in the distance and eating the tender grass by the stream.

The Titan feels good about everything, but his face hurts.

Just when it thought it was just an accident just now, it suddenly saw something out of the corner of its eye, and instinctively wanted to run.

But if you run away from yourself, you can't run away from your wife and concubine, what if you are occupied by that guy?

The Titans can only stand in front again and choose to be tough.

Zhang Jing felt funny, the white Charolais-headed bull in front of him wouldn't treat himself as a human, right?

This is followed by a one-sided beating, and if Emma is shown to see it, she will find that the Titan has gained weight again.

This is followed by the work of learning from the scriptures, omitting the process.

Returning to the farmer's house for the second time, Zhang Jing happened to meet Emma's family returning from outside.

Emma's father was an old man with a full beard and a plaster cast on his left leg in a wheelchair.

Emma's mother figure is naturally strong and old.

My younger brother is about 37 or 38 years old and looks a little older than his peers.

Simply knowing each other, the family expressed sincere gratitude to Zhang Jing, and the work of learning from experience was very professional.

"Is lunch ready?" The younger brother looked at his sister and complained, "The food outside is very expensive, and I haven't had enough to eat."

"Alright," Ava was well prepared, "now for lunch."

The second time I came to the table, this time there were not only more fries and tortillas, but also a basin of fried pork feet and fried pork tails, looking golden butter shiny.

There's 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 has increased greatly, and his saliva is dripping.

However, before Zhang Jing could stuff the golden butter bright pig's feet into his mouth, someone suddenly came to visit.