A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 397 Linus's Condition
“But there are conditions.”

Before Leon could finish being happy, Linus added.

"What are the conditions? Tell me." Lyon answered without hesitation.

"It's a very simple condition. Help me raise a dog." Linus answered directly.

"Raise a dog?" Lyon felt a little uneasy when he heard that.

Because he couldn't understand why helping Linus raise a dog was considered a condition, and he didn't understand why Linus asked him to help raise the dog.

Although Linus looked like a homeless man, Leon knew without a doubt that this old man's wealth was enough to crush everyone in Stardew Valley. Forget raising a dog, he could even build a big villa in the northern foothills and hire dozens of servants.

Such a hidden rich man actually asked me to help raise a dog. This dog must be hated.

"Yes, a dog," Linus added, nodding.

"I visited a friend before, and his dog had puppies. Because they had too many puppies, he gave me one as a gift. But I don't know how to raise such little creatures, and it was hard to refuse a friend's kindness, so I brought it back.

I'm old and don't like to move around, and I occasionally have to go somewhere else, so it's inconvenient to carry it with me. I'm planning to give it to you. Is this condition acceptable to you?"

"Where is the dog now?" Leon asked.

"The little guy is still sleeping in my tent. Wait a moment." After Linus said that, he ran into the tent and held a chubby puppy with mixed silver-gray and white hair.

Although it was sleeping, the two erect ears and the unique temperament allowed Leon to immediately recognize the breed of this puppy.

"Haha Shiqi?"

"Husky? Isn't this a sled dog? Or is that the name you gave it?" Linus asked in confusion after listening to Leon's words.

Although this thing is not called a Husky in this world, it doesn't matter if it is called a sled dog. Coupled with the unique color and temperament of its hair, Leon is very sure that this thing is a Husky.

Thinking of its good reputation in the dog-raising world and its personality, Leon felt a little nervous. After all, although this thing was indeed fun, it had to be raised by others. If he raised it himself, he would probably suffer a lot.

"No, I have no problem raising a dog, but I'm a little unsure about raising this thing."

After confirming that what Linus asked him to raise was indeed a husky pup, Leon immediately felt like backing out. After all, he had a lot of crops planted in his fields, and if he really raised it on the farm, all the plants would be destroyed.

"It's just a dog, why do you look scared?" Linus looked at Leon in confusion and complained.

"I've actually seen people raising this thing before. How should I put it?" Leon pondered for a moment, then shared some legends about Huskies with Linus.

It emphasizes its family-destroying and insubordinate nature.

"After listening to you for a while, I think I understand why some of the corners and corners of my friend's house are in such a tattered state, and why he is so anxious to give them away to these puppies."

Linus also came to his senses after watching Lyon share his Husky's past performances. "No wonder when I first brought him here, he ran into my tent and started scratching around, biting my sleeping bag, and even pooping and digging outside the tent. I thought he was just experiencing stress from being in an unfamiliar environment."

"I really don't dare to raise this thing. If you knew, old man, I have a chicken coop and fields on my farm. If I'm not careful and this little guy destroys them, I will suffer a great loss." Leon added immediately when he saw that Linus had personally experienced the fighting power of the Husky.

"But I can't afford to support him. I only have this little fortune. If I keep him for two more days, he might have to sleep outdoors. You can't just watch an old guy like me sleep outside. And if you don't agree to it, I won't help you cheat in the lottery."

Linus shrugged, then handed the still sleeping husky pup to Leon, as if asking Leon to make a decision.

"Wait, old man, I remember you said that we, the children of the forest, can have simple communication with creatures in nature. Have you ever communicated with this... sled dog?"

Lyon didn't rush to choose, but changed the subject.

"No, because it's just a two-month-old puppy, just weaned, and not mentally mature, so I haven't considered this, but it should be fine." Linus thought for a moment and replied.

"You're not sure either?" Lyon couldn't help but glance at the little husky in Linus's hand and became even more hesitant.

"Well, if it really doesn't work, forget it. I'll think of another way and won't make things difficult for you." Looking at Leon's expression, Linus sighed and said.

"I will."

Hearing Linus say this, Leon relaxed his brows, solemnly took the little Husky over, and held it in his arms: "Old man, it's rare for you to ask me for help, I can't be vague. After all, you have helped me so much before. If you refuse such a small thing, I am really a piece of shit."

"Aren't you afraid that it will ruin your crops? And destroy your chicken coop?" Linus was somewhat relieved to hear what Leon said, but he still felt that what Leon said made sense. After all, this little guy seemed to have great destructive power. He was actually quite worried that Leon's fortune would be destroyed.

"It's okay. I have a professional dog training method. If it doesn't work, just give it some dragon fruit. I don't believe I can't train it." Leon squinted his eyes and said softly, but the solemnity conveyed in his words made the sleeping little Husky in his arms shrink in his sleep.

"Okay, then you can do it yourself. If it doesn't work, just find someone who likes small animals to send them out." Although Linus didn't understand what dragon fruit was, looking at Leon's expression and the momentum expressed in his words, he understood that it should be some kind of animal taming method.

"Let's try raising it first," Leon replied. "After all, a farm this big feels like it's missing something if we don't have a dog or something. I hope this little guy can stay."

"Well, let's give this little thing a name first." Linus suggested when he saw that Leon had decided to adopt the puppy.

Leon pondered for a moment, then looked at the little guy in his arms, lifted him up and looked between his legs, confirming that it was a little male dog. Finally, he made a decision.

"Let's call him Da Huang."

"Rhubarb?" Seeing that Leon had thought for a long time and came up with such a lame name, Linus rolled his eyes at Leon and asked, "Where is the yellow on it?"

"It's not about the coat color, I just plan to call it Dahuang. This name is actually quite classic." Leon shrugged helplessly. He was bad at naming. Although there were many names that he could copy, he always felt that he was calling another dog.

Dahuang is still the most popular and most suitable temperament for the village dogs. Most importantly, it is easy to raise with a humble name.

　Brothers and sisters, it's almost the end of the month, I shamelessly ask for some monthly tickets, I hope brothers and sisters can give me some charity, just enough to get 2000 tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)