Song Tan’s Chronicle - Chapter 75

Sun Shouping sighed. “I can afford to keep him, and he’s just reached adulthood. With proper breeding, I can make the money back.”

“But both the owner and the dog can’t get past this emotional hurdle. They’ve been standing there for half the day.”

A mature person like Zhang Yanping had already backed off. However, Song Tan, who had experience raising various strange animals in her backyard, was getting more and more tempted!

She couldn’t help but say, “If the dog can be cheaper, I want it!”

Zhang Yanping stopped her. “Your daily vegetable sales would barely cover its food!”

Sun Shouping was also taken aback and hurriedly refused. “No, no, you can’t afford it. You really can’t.”

“And…” He looked at Song Tan’s slender figure and sighed. “This type of dog can hunt tigers abroad; it’s no exaggeration. It generally isn’t aggressive, but if it gets angry, you won’t be able to control it.”

Song Tan smiled. “You never know.”

Sun Shouping hadn’t expected her to be so stubborn. He smiled wryly, trying to persuade her sincerely. “It really won’t work.”

“I’m not reluctant to let go of this dog; I already have Kangal breeding dogs. One more or less doesn’t matter.”

“But the problem is, you won’t be able to handle him! This dog is too loyal and won’t easily accept a new owner. If you take him home and he doesn’t listen to you at first, how will you manage?”

“If something happens, what will you do…”

Sun Shouping was genuinely concerned and advised her sincerely. “If you really have the ability to take him, the owner said he wouldn’t charge a penny. He just wants the dog to be treated well, to receive regular updates or be allowed to visit occasionally.”

For an ordinary girl, such conditions would be a lot to consider. But Song Tan was from a village with plenty of mountains and fields. Whenever the owner wanted to visit, he could. No one in the village would stop him.

Moreover, Song Tan was no ordinary girl.

After hearing this, she became even more determined. She walked toward the gate:

“Sun, give me a moment. I’ll go talk to the owner!”

She quickly left the gate. Sun Shouping, feeling relieved, thought to himself: Go ahead and talk. The owner won’t agree.

Turning to Zhang Yanping, he asked, “Does your sister run a big farm? Does she make thousands a day selling vegetables? That sounds like a tough job.”

Zhang Yanping thought about how they easily made two or three thousand yuan in the morning from harvesting some purple cloud grass…

He remained silent for a while before replying, “Yes, it’s quite tough.”

Meanwhile, Song Tan had approached the SUV.

The man was still chain-smoking, and the large dog lay silently in the back seat.

“Hello.”

Song Tan greeted him. “I’m Song Tan.”

She pointed toward the dog farm. “I came here today to buy dogs, and Sun told me you were looking for a new home for your Kangal.”

She smiled, trying to appear friendly.

“So, do you think I could be a good owner?”

The man was taken aback and instinctively replied, “Oh, I’m Wang Zhen.”

He then shook his head. “Miss, you must be joking. My King weighs over 130 pounds, even after losing weight recently. He’s too big for you.”

Hearing his name, the Kangal lifted its head but whined softly and lay back down when it met Wang Zhen’s eyes.

“You see,” Wang Zhen said, petting the dog. “He’s lost weight these past few days, but he’s still over 130 pounds. He’s too big for you.”

Song Tan wasn’t offended by his rejection. It showed that he was responsible for the dog.

She thought for a moment and then said, “Wang Zhen, my family lives in the countryside, with several mountains and countless fields.”

That was a bit of an exaggeration, but it got the point across.

“There are hardly any children or elderly in our village. Most people are well-behaved. I want a Kangal not just because I like them, but also for protection.”

“I just bought several large dogs from Sun. They can play together, running around the hills freely.”

Wang Zhen’s eyes flickered with interest.

Although he had built a villa in the countryside, it wasn’t his familiar environment, and walking the dog around the village could be lonely.

“As for food…”

Song Tan thought for a moment. “I can’t afford to feed him a hundred pounds of meat a day. But thirty to fifty pounds is no problem. I can keep the Kangal healthy and well-fed.”

In fact, she planned to use her spiritual energy to supplement his diet with vegetables (since money was tight, she’d make up for it with spiritual energy). Based on her experience raising animals in the mountains, she could keep the dog shiny and full of energy.

She also made a further promise:

“If you’re not comfortable, you can visit anytime. You’ll always be able to see him.”

With a large space, companions, and the ability to visit anytime, Wang Zhen was swayed.

But he looked at the slim and beautiful Song Tan and tried to maintain his rationality:

“No, you won’t be able to handle him. He probably won’t want to leave with you.”

Song Tan, seeing his hesitation, smiled. “Does he bite?”

Wang Zhen shook his head quickly. “Absolutely not!”

The dog wasn’t naturally aggressive, and given his size, a single bite could cause an accident. Training focused heavily on this aspect.

Song Tan smiled, then walked directly to the Kangal and reached out to pet his head.

“Hey, my King doesn’t like—”

Before he could finish, the Kangal had already stretched his neck forward, pressing his furry head into Song Tan’s palm, closing his eyes, and humming contentedly.

Wang Zhen’s words caught in his throat. He could hardly believe that his dog was enjoying the affection.

He mumbled in disbelief, “How is this possible…”

Song Tan turned to him with a smile. “Trust me, I can handle him.”

“If you don’t believe me, let me walk him around a bit and see if he’s willing to follow me.”

During this time, the Kangal remained gentle, even looking reluctant to part.

Wang Zhen hesitated for a moment and then stepped back. “Give it a try. If you can’t handle him, let go.”

Song Tan grasped the leash and gave it a gentle tug. “Let’s go for a walk.”

The Kangal looked at his owner, then gracefully stepped down from the seat. The entire SUV seemed to tremble slightly.

As his paws touched the ground, spring breezes rustled the greenery, and under the warm sunlight, the Kangal’s movements were smooth and gentle.

Wang Zhen watched in amazement as his King matched his pace with the girl beside him.

A tiger’s demeanor with a rose’s heart.

In that moment, Wang Zhen’s resolve wavered.