The matchmaking event for dogs by the riverside was quite overwhelming, with dozens of dogs running around, and Song Tan couldn’t tell them apart. That’s why she didn’t understand how such a trivial issue could distress Brother Xiaosun so much. "So...you haven’t considered one dog per pup?" Brother Xiaosun looked dazed: "You mean...for free?" "What else?" Song Tan asked confusedly, "Aren’t you the one who told me about the matchmaking rules for dogs? The dad has to take back one child, right?" Dogs don’t give birth to just one pup. But what if there are three dads and only two pups? So she quickly added a clause: "If the pups aren’t enough, then choose one from other litters, that’s considered an act of God; having fewer pups should be the father’s responsibility." Brother Xiaosun wiped his face: "Let me think it through." "Just looking at the big dogs, you can tell their offspring’s quality. I can matchmake for 8,000 a piece, and those who know the value will scramble for it. Are you really giving them away?" Song Tan sighed: "I already have over a dozen dogs, with more than half of them being female. If I keep the pups and raise dozens more, wouldn’t it be too much?" Having dozens more isn’t that I can’t manage them or wouldn’t need them, it’s just their first mate. Reproduction is an animal’s instinct, and since it has begun, it won’t be the only time. In the interest of sustainable development, they can’t all be of similar age. Song Tan has been pondering how to create age gaps for each generation of puppies. If someone else said this, Dog Brother would think it’s pure fantasy. Animals are in heat year-round, either troubled by it, or accepting pregnancy and childbirth. But in Song Tan’s home... She bought the dogs when they were adults! They matured at his dog farm! The result? After a year of being home, if not for this large group of dogs coming over for selection, and Zhang Yanping talking about "working together in the same court," it’s uncertain if any mating would’ve happened at all. He straightforwardly suggested an outrageous idea: "Otherwise, let’s do it this way. Every two years, I’ll bring a group of dogs over to matchmaking, following our current rules, okay?" "Next time, I’ll carefully select and try not to let this happen again." Fortunately, Song Tan didn’t find the idea outrageous; a two-year age gap sounds appropriate, respecting the dogs’ wishes! "Alright! That’s settled!" Brother Xiaosun had a smart idea — "Your Princess Handsome, aren’t they retired dogs brought back from Ning City? Have you considered collaborating with their system?" "Hand over the pups to them for police dog or fire dog selection." "If they qualify, send them there; if not, bring them back to raise, or give them to me. I’ll find them reliable households." "I can tell you, they pay a decent price for police dog selections." His dog farm has had quite a few successfully selected dogs. "Then when the dogs retire, you can bring them back again." This is indeed a sustainable development method, and Song Tan, thinking of Princess Handsome, couldn’t help but feel moved. The matchmaking just ended, and there’s no firm commitment yet—let’s wait until they’re pregnant before discussing further. All in all, the biggest dispute in this matchmaking team was resolved in just a few words; Dog Brother left feeling a bit dazed, asking again over his shoulder: "Are you sure if there’s competition, each dog dad will get one dog? They sell for quite a price." "Absolutely." Song Tan grew impatient: "I already told you, I’m not making money off them." "Oh, maybe you should find a good home for Da Wang’s child." It’s genuinely quite large, and her farm only needs one dog king in an absolute position for now. Dog Brother was thrilled, eyes and eyebrows overflowing with joy of imminent wealth: "Don’t worry, I have plenty of names here! All queued up! I’ll select carefully for you!" But as for this, Song Tan hesitated again: "Da Wang’s previous owner, Wang Chen, did his business pick up?" "If things are favorable, ask if he’d like to claim them." When unable to sustain, he didn’t mistreat Da Wang, sincerely searching for a good home beyond money, surpassing many. Dog Brother was a bit surprised: "How did you know I wanted to ask?" He thought for a moment: "I don’t know how well his business is doing, but recently he moved—hey, these wealthy folks, even if they go bankrupt, their connections and experience remain, bouncing back quickly." "I shared Da Wang’s video with him before, and he liked it but said nothing; I think he might be hesitant to ask." "I’ll ask him then." Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 "But think this through, selling Da Wang’s pup to him might fetch a lower price than elsewhere." Song Tan laughed: "No money involved, shouldn’t I have two pups already? If he wants one, I’ll give him one; didn’t I owe him money when he raised Da Wang so well?" Eventually, he raised other dogs, but gradually didn’t rush for Da Wang’s video, not even keen to visit him. Yet, who says that means he dislikes Da Wang? "Ask him." Song Tan said. During his hardest times, Da Wang never suffered; with his child around, despite other dogs, there won’t be hardships anymore. "Tell him, if one can’t sustain, just send them back. That’s Da Wang’s sentiment to him." She thought and added: "Ask his current address. I’ll send something to his home." Da Wang has truly become an indispensable part of their family now. Brother Xiaosun waved his hand: "Relax! All settled!" Then he added: "I’ll take them away today; aren’t you planning to treat us to a nice meal?" "Moreover, dogs’ pregnancy requires many precautions. Treat me to a nice meal, and I’ll send you some information, and be on standby for any issues." But weren’t you always on standby? Song Tan glanced at him, curious, but his eyes were filled with the word [greedy]. She hesitated: "Let me ask Seventh Uncle. If he agrees, we’ll treat you all to a feast–at the mountain canteen, there’s no space at home." Brother Xiaosun was so happy he wanted to jump, his cheeks about to ache from smiling, directly taking charge: "I’ll go ask, if our uncle has any tasks, feel free to assign them!" "This group of twenty strong men can do anything from carrying bowls, washing dishes, to scrubbing plates!" The previous crowd who tasted Flower Roll probably keep dreaming of it, and with such a feast this time, let’s see if anyone can resist! They, as dog caretakers, can handle anything from scooping poop to preparing dog food!