My 1995 Small Farm.

That evening, before letting the large dogs at the dog kennel go out for a walk.

Chen Ling first counted the puppies that were able to leave their nests.

There are Spanish Mastiffs, Brazilian Mastiffs, Bull Terriers... and so on. In short, they are all puppies born from foreign dogs and dogs from dog farms.

They're basically all random stuff.

Logically speaking, one shouldn't care so much about such a string of beads, nor should one need to care so much about it.

But Chen Ling and his group were different from others; they came specifically to cultivate new varieties.

"Cross-breed" doesn't sound good. There are only two kinds of cross-breeds, which might be mixed blood dogs.

But as long as there are many crossbreedings and the breeding is done well, it becomes a new variety.

Absolutely no problem.

There are nearly fifty of these mixed-breed puppies in total.

Fifty sounds a bit exaggerated.

But if each litter has five puppies, that's only ten litters.

Moreover, each litter of puppies contains more than just five puppies.

That evening, Chen Ling gave them extra food and drinks, and then had the big dog take them out for a night hunt.

In short, let them play freely, and let them eat and drink freely as well; feed them whatever good food they can find.

After two or three days, all the puppies became plump and fat.

Just as Chen Ling was looking for a transport vehicle, he learned that the zoo's animal transport vehicle was currently idle.

Moreover, they will soon send the wolf-like creature that Chen Ling sent over to Beiji for people to visit and study.

So, things were much easier for Chen Ling.

These puppies can just be transported away with the wolf.

Moreover, by traveling with the zoo's vehicle, these puppies can receive better care.

As for whether there is any danger in traveling with wolves, there is obviously no need to worry.

This wolf is never allowed to leave its cage except when it is being exhibited at the zoo.

After all, this thing is very dangerous.

Once the puppies were sent away, Chen Ling's situation became much simpler.

Coincidentally, the dog farm was finally completed.

Since it's not a place for people to live in, there's no need to be too particular. After the renovation was completed, dry firewood was simply piled up and burned.

Burn away all the dampness inside, so the dog won't get sick if it moves in.

After drying the fruit with fire for two consecutive days, Chen Ling finally arranged for the big and small dogs to be moved in from the orchard.

In short, it was worth the two trips back and forth.

The dog kennel is finally clean and tidy, and the smell of urine is gone after the firewood was burned.

Now dog poop will be easier to clean up.

The messy clutter that used to be piled up at the dog shelter has all been cleared away, making it look much brighter.

"...I'm telling you, instead of hiring so many people, you might as well let me manage them for you."

Sun Yanhong also came along on the day the dogs were moved back.

After touring the dog farm, I said this.

She doesn't understand dogs.

All they care about is making money.

After figuring out how to make money, the next step is figuring out how to get along well with people.

That woman is an expert in this area, which is why she said that.

Because she knew those dogfighting gangs in the city.

She thought she could act as a supervisor, letting the dogfighters help take care of the dogs at the dog farm and take them out for walks every day.

Anyway, she's watching, so she's not afraid of anyone doing anything malicious.

And she has strong connections.

"I have connections in the city and the province." "That won't work. I'm using people who used to be involved in dog fighting, but do you know why I found these small-time dog fighters from the countryside to manage the dog farm?"

Chen Ling shook his head and glanced at her: "You don't play dogfighting, so you don't know. When some people get into a gambling frenzy, even the King of Heaven can't stop them."

"Okay, then I won't say anything more."

Sun Yanhong wisely shut up.

"Besides, are you even able to manage lately? The hot pot restaurant is doing so well, and you'll be visiting people all over the place at the end of the year!" Chen Ling walked up to a doghouse where puppies had just been born.

These puppies are lucky; they were born just last night.

Newborn cubs are weak, especially in winter.

Chen Ling couldn't move them with the big dog, so he had no choice but to take the mother and children into the cave.

Then they used the cave to take them to the dog farm before releasing them.

"Today, I don't need to make any visits this year. People are visiting me all the time. I guess I won't be able to give gifts until after the Lunar New Year."

Sun Yanhong said helplessly, "Now everyone knows that I know you and Boss Liang. You are also our store's partner and boss. They all asked me to get to know you."

You yourself have no idea how famous you are now.

Especially a week ago, after you and Boss Liang came up with that drink.

People aren't even looking for Boss Liang anymore; they all see the drink bottles with "Fugui" (Wealthy) Villa written on them and are asking about you.

Chen Ling was taken aback: "Has a week already?"

I thought to myself, time really flies. I've already been in the city for more than half a month, and tomorrow will mark exactly twenty days.

It's truly almost Chinese New Year!

"Goodness, I thought you were surprised, but all I got was, 'It's been a week, have you been living in a daze?'..."

Sun Yanhong was at a loss for words.

"No, we have to go home for the Chinese New Year."

This is what Chen Ling cares about; the family hasn't prepared any New Year's goods yet, and that won't do.

Liang Yuemin, Zhao Dahai, and Shanmao's families are spending the Spring Festival together in Chenwangzhuang for the first time. Since everyone is celebrating together, it's important to take it seriously.

Chen Ling almost forgot about the dog farm while he was busy there.

"That's true. You all have to celebrate the New Year. My grandma doesn't care about me, and my uncles don't love me either. I've long forgotten about this."

Sun Yanhong laughed. She didn't care much about such things. Sleeping with money was a good life, and she didn't care whether it was the New Year or not.

"I came here today to tell you something. First, you mentioned to Qi'an and his brother that you wanted to get a decent mobile phone when you were having hot pot. I've got it done for you."

Also, regarding the year-end profit split, do you think I should just give you the bills, or should we discuss it further and save the money to open a shop in Beijing?

Your daughter mentioned it several times during meals, suggesting you open a shop in Beijing, right in front of their house.

This is, of course, referring to the little chestnut.

But when she said she was opening a shop, she actually meant a snack shop, not a restaurant.

Business this winter was as Chen Ling had expected.

His previous dealings in wild game didn't generate much buzz; bamboo rat and rabbit meat sold far less well than crayfish, and were even considered sluggish.

This made him doubt his own prediction for a time.

Fortunately, his hot pot ingredients didn't turn out badly. He paired two different broths, and this winter, he recreated the glory days of crayfish in the summer.

Moreover, winter revenue, thanks to the addition of various meats, as well as essential beverages and new products and ingredients, is only higher than summer revenue this year.

Naturally, Sun Yanhong came up with the idea of ​​opening a new store.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, so I can't go to Beijing. If you want to go, take the money and open a shop first."

Chen Ling had no objection to this. The instant noodles were already selling like hotcakes, and the dividends were beyond his imagination. He had nothing left to save money for now, so he was thinking about making some things from the future in advance.

Food color also.

A person's appetite is even stronger and more unbreakable than their lust.

A delicious dish, especially one that you taste, is just as tempting as a beautiful woman.

Chen Ling had ambitions for this. He wasn't a professional chef, but after receiving the recipes from the Republic of China era, he wanted to try his hand at making some new variations of those dishes.

Add to that the tempting flavors of junk food, and he's been itching to try and improve it for a long time. (End of Chapter)