The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 67 Poro Herders
Zell lived one day into two days. Although he was not late when he woke up the next day, he definitely didn't get enough sleep.

He tried to treat himself with the life potion, and the symptoms of his eyes seemed to improve, but the sleepiness did not decrease at all.

This shows that healing is not refreshing without overdosing. (/doge)

After he came and opened the store, he yawned and went straight to the lounge, and handed over the cafe to Roy for management, leaving her speechless.

Although there is no rule that the employee lounge can only be used by oneself, but in this way, the two people have indirectly slept in the same bed, right?Doesn't he even consider the girl's feelings?

But after thinking about it, it seems to be nothing. Compared with the time when they opened the pet shop before, the two of them are obviously much closer, and they can joke around casually, and even beat and scold them.

Just borrowing the bed, she felt that there was no need to say it deliberately, to appear stingy.

Zell had a restful sleep in the store, the environment on the second floor was relatively quiet in general, and there weren't many sluts making clip sounds like "Wow, you're so cute" and "Come and let mom give you a hug" at the Poro. , so I didn't bother him much.

This is because the people who come to play Poro are basically concentrated on the first floor. When the environment is noisy, those who come to drink or work will naturally move to the second floor.Zell is very fortunate that when it was renovated, it considered those customers who needed a quiet environment, and set the lounge on the second floor.

He went downstairs to the bar and asked Roy for a glass of water, but the latter gave him a stare and said to do it himself.Zell had no choice but to solve his physical needs by himself, and then masturbated the poro for a while, before sitting on the sofa to read this morning's newspaper.

Yesterday's incident was reported, but the newspaper did not obtain the police's notice, so the newspaper only published photos of the fire scene and the news of the law enforcement officer's return from injury, and the content was not nutritious.

What to do?

Between fishing and writing novels, Zell chose the former without hesitation.I always feel that my eyes are not completely healed yet, so let’s wait for writing novels~
Opening the Poro Tome, Zell saw Braum came to a new place with a beard after experiencing a snowstorm in a small village.

He stood on the hillside with his hands on his hips and looked out. On the endless snow field, groups of Ernuk were turning over the snow blanket under the spring sky in search of newly sprouted grass.

There are cattle, pastures, and a huge ice sculpture under the glacier in the distance. Avarosa with a bow is standing on a huge rock with one foot, holding an ice crystal in his hand, symbolizing ideals and peace.

This should be the southwestern part of the Freljord, where the Avarosa tribe is located.Only the south of the entire Freljord has the conditions to grow pastures, and the north is covered with snow all the year round. People there live by plundering and hunting, and rarely raise livestock in captivity.

It seems that Braum really did what he said, and brought the little Poro to Avarosa to find someone... But Zell was not surprised, because he could tell from Braum's route on the first day that he was going to Those going to Avarosa don't need to take a detour for poros.

Anyway, the Poro didn't weigh much, so I took it with me.

Braum found a shirtless old shepherd behind a rock. He was white-haired but healthy. Surrounded by a group of Poro, there were also two on the rock behind him. The Xuefeng, let a person feel very connotative.

"Master, you are in a good mood."

"That's right, it's a rare sunny day." The old man looked back, saw Braum was also carrying a Poro, and greeted him with a smile.

On the grass where the snow hadn't completely melted, the poros ran and chased happily, and the bright sunlight coated the fluff with a layer of golden brilliance.

There are big and small poros, the big ones are like footballs, and the small ones are about the size of an orange.Hearing the sound, they all came around humming, smiling to greet them, with a pink tongue sticking out of their mouths, and some of them fell over directly, exposing their bellies for Bron to rub.

"These little guys are really not afraid of life."

Braum squatted down and scratched a medium-sized poro with his fingertips, making it roll all over the floor.Then he picked it up and brushed its hair while avoiding tongue licking. The movements were extremely skillful.

"It can be seen that they like you very much." The old man looked at Braum, and looked at his shield a few more times: "I think you are a bit strange, what's the matter here?"

"Oh, that's right. Braum wanted to ask if anyone knew this poro? When Braum picked it up, there was a piece of poro delicacy next to it, but the owner didn't know where it was." The little Poro took it down and handed it over.

Poro herdsmen are people who specialize in raising Poro. They are familiar with the habits of Poro and have developed a wealth of experience. There are also such people in Braum's hometown. No one knows Poro better than them.

"Hmm..." The old shepherd took the Poro and looked at it in the palm of his hand. He seemed to be a little presbyopic, so he deliberately stretched his hand to hold it a little farther away, and used his calloused hands to pinch the bone, pull the tongue, and rub the poro. Xiaojiao, turned over again to check the belly and beard.

Mustache: (σ`д) Ji!
The little Poro who was taken care of showed a little resistance, because it saw the group of Poro gathered around, and couldn't wait to go down to play.In this case, even if you take food to appease it, it won't work, it's too excited.

Zell was confused by this set of full-body examinations. Most of the time, he used his experience of raising cats and dogs to trick Poro. Now seeing this old man's method is like a shit-shoveling officer meeting a veterinarian, he can't help feeling awed. Respectfully.

And Braum and Poro's way of getting along is also relying on the wild way they have explored, and they dare not intervene when they meet professionals.

Imagine a strong bald man squatting on the ground. His bulging calf muscles make him squat substandardly, with his center of gravity leaning forward and his heels not touching the ground.Standing on tiptoe trying to maintain the balance of the body, while watching the precious little Poro being held in the hands without daring to make a sound, the scene felt inexplicably very loving.

"Looking at the angle, this should be a Poro who was born just a few days ago. The hair is delicate, the tongue is sensitive, and the nails are not hardened, which means that it is very young, but the beard is too mature... Such a Poro with obvious characteristics, If I have seen it, I will definitely not forget it." The old man stroked his beard and shook his head, and handed the Poro back to Braum: "Sorry, I don't know this Poro either, and its owner should not be around, you Look elsewhere."

"Is that so, please."

Bron scratched his head, embarrassed.

He really didn't mean to have the poro's beard, but it was going to grow out sooner or later, he just let it grow out ahead of time.Maybe that's the price of being able to communicate with the poro, which is kind of fun.

He thought for a while, and put the Poro among the poro group to let them know each other, and then asked, "Does any of you know this little guy?"

The Poro screamed a few times, and Braum frowned after hearing it: "Have you never seen it? Oh, Braum understands."

The old shepherd was a little surprised, and tapped Bron's arm lightly with the end of his cane: "Can you understand Poro?"

(End of this chapter)