Now, Jiang Tu was stable. Every day, he would receive 21 good reviews from students and teachers.
Today, there was also a village chief.
It was said that the spring plowing would officially begin in a few days, and a few other professors would come back to host it. The number of good reviews could also increase.
However, Jiang Tu wasn't in a hurry to open the Good Rating Treasure Chests this time. He wanted to see if he could get an SSPR from 100 Good Rating Treasure Chests.
In the evening, just after dinner, the bread kiln continued to release heat outside.
The two dogs lay in front of them with enjoyment on their faces. They didn't even want the kennel they had just obtained.
Jiang Tu's doghouse was neither bought nor made.
Instead, it was his family's huge porcelain jar.
When he was young, his grandmother would use these round, flat, or long vats to store pickled vegetables, pickled radishes, and rice.
They had to prepare food for the family in autumn.
The coarse porcelain jar was very durable. As long as it was not destroyed by humans, it could be buried for thousands of years.
Not to mention, his family had been around for less than a hundred years since his grandfather's generation.
Jiang Tu couldn't use so many large vats by himself, so it was just enough to be a kennel for a dog.
The space was huge. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. It could sleep in the wind and rain. As long as it was placed on a cushion bought from Liang Feng, it would be perfect.
It also matched the fact that Gou 'zi's bloodline liked to burrow into caves, giving him full marks for security.
Anyway, Black Rice fell in love with it right away. She stayed inside in the afternoon and was almost unwilling to come out.
It wasn't until the evening that he was attracted by the warmth of the bread kiln.
Most importantly, it was fragrant.
The European style ancient bread was very rough. It was completely different from those desserts that could not wait to be precise to three decimals.
It was similar to how they cooked.
Jiang Tu made a total of four large European buns, three flavors and two original flavors. They were divided into two layers and placed in the oven to be baked together.
It could be baked in 40 minutes.
Even though the bread kiln was blocked by thick wooden planks, the fragrance of the noodles roasted with charcoal continued to spread out.
He lay on the rocking chair, his fingers flying as he wandered around the canyon amusement park.
He would play whichever dirty trick.
From time to time, he would let out a strange, triumphant laugh that echoed in the empty courtyard and the even more empty mountains, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.
However, the dog did not care at all. In other words, they adapted as quickly as possible.
Feeling the taste of the dog rice still in their mouths and the feeling of fullness in their stomachs, the two of them licked the corners of their mouths.
The new master was just a little strange, it was not a big deal!
Jiang Tu had just finished a satisfying battle and received four high praises. He sat up straight and stretched his stiff spine and fingers, preparing for another battle.
After another round, the time was almost up. The bread kiln could be opened.
The success or failure of tomorrow's breakfast would depend on this.
While waiting to form a team, Jiang Tu heard some rustling sounds.
It wasn't his dog, because his dog's ears started to twitch rapidly. Then, he stuck his head out and stared closely at the area near the legs of the rocking chair.
Jiang Tu was speechless.
"Squeak squeak."
He lowered his head. Right beside his rocking chair, there was a long golden black face. There was also a familiar weasel. It was bowing to him with its hands clasped together.
What was going on?
The story of the five immortals becoming spirits that once penetrated into the childhood of every northeastern child quickly flooded his mind.
Among them, Huang Daxian appeared the most frequently.
The scenes of the competition could be called classics.
However, he seemed to vaguely hear the sound of the weasel's hungry stomach. He wasn't sure if it was true.
So, weasels can cry when they're hungry?
He felt that it was a little surreal.
Uncle Wolf stared at the human in front of him obediently. He clasped his hands together and shook them at Jiang Tu pitifully.
Shu Shu is hungry, can you give me some food? Please.
It had seen it before when it was with its mother. Those small animals that followed humans would receive some delicious food from humans as long as they did this.
If this human was willing to leave an egg for it, then he must be willing to give it some food.
This little thing looked quite cute. It was not as evil as the legends said.
Jiang Tu thought.
He canceled the match, got up, and walked to the kitchen. The eggs of the giant bone chicken were gone now.
One of the hens snatched the right to hatch the eggs. As long as the eggs were fertilized, they were left in the chicken coop.
However, there were still normal eggs and even some chicken breast in the fridge. They had originally prepared it for the dog at home.
Jiang Tu cut a small piece of chicken breast and placed an egg in front of the weasel.
"Eat." He had already worked so hard to get food. How could he not give him something to eat?
Looking at her pitiful appearance, she wondered how long she had been starving.
No!
Jiang Tu, who was watching the weasel munching on the chicken strips, was stunned.
His rooster! The words slowly floated past his eyes, and he could not ignore them even if he wanted to.
He looked at the weasel in front of him, feeling as if he had been deceived.
Not only did this little thing eat his chicken, but it also came to him today to act cute and beg for food.
Most importantly, he had given it back.
What kind of brand was he?!
What was wrong with small animals these days? They either relied on their thick skin, like his black pig, or on their furry fur, like this one in front of him. It wanted to eat and drink freely in human territory.
They were so beautiful.
The weasel was completely unaware of the change in the mood of the kind-hearted person in front of him. He was wholeheartedly eating the chicken strips.
He took every bite seriously and carefully, afraid that he would waste a little.
There were very few rats here. It was very difficult to catch them.
He had already failed for many days in a row.
He didn't know if he would continue to starve tomorrow.
As she ate, she became disappointed.
Suddenly, its head was poked by someone. It was so scared that it staggered and almost fell.
The fur on its big yellow tail stood up.
It didn't understand what was happening and looked at Jiang Tu in a daze.
Jiang Tu ruthlessly confiscated the egg that the weasel hadn't eaten yet. He held it in his hand and said mercilessly,""Hurry up and leave. You're still acting cute after eating my chicken. You're quite scheming."
"If you don't leave now, I'll let the dogs bite you."
Hearing the word " dog ", the two big dogs in the courtyard raised their heads with burning eyes and stared at the big yellow rat.
Tilting his head, he seemed to be asking, Is there a job?
The weasel was so frightened that it shivered. It did not know why humans changed their expressions so quickly.
It rubbed its half-full stomach, holding two tears in its eyes. It was really afraid that humans would really call the two big dogs, especially one of them, who looked so much like a wolf, and turned around and ran away.
In the corner, it stood there and looked at Jiang Tu with reluctance. It lowered its head in disappointment.
He did not know if he could not even stay here anymore.
Then where should it go?
Where could he go?
There were traces of human activity everywhere in the vicinity. It was afraid.
The forest was the territory of other animals. It would be eaten if it went there.
Jiang Tu didn't see this. He only felt sorry for the rooster that he hadn't eaten yet.
If he had known,
Sigh.
There was a saying that one would not regret losing something that they had never gotten.
Having gained something and losing it again was the real pain.
Six to seven catties of meat.
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