Fat Tiger wants to live a leisurely life

Chapter 68 Hurry up, In order for Xiaopangju to drink bottled milk as soon as possible
"That's right, your little orange pig is really a pig. I can prove that sister Hong'er's words are true." Xu Lele who was on the side heard it and immediately echoed.

"Aw~ow (roll calf)"

Hearing this, Cheng Hao scolded, it's fine for the young lady breeder to tease him for playing, the other party has nothing to do to join in the fun?
Is it her name for the little orange pig?Are they familiar?Don't mess around with the relationship, okay?
"You little orange pig's face has changed too quickly, right? Hong'er sister can say you are a little orange pig, but I can't tell you, right?" Seeing Cheng Hao with his mouth open and waving his paws, he looked fierce Xu Lele said unhappily.

"That's right, don't give our little sister assistant any face at all, be careful when the little sister assistant arrives, she will directly cut off the food for this little orange pig."

"That's right, our little sister assistant is a big shot who even the head of the school has to be courteous." The water friend in the live broadcast room saw it, and immediately said aggrievedly.

Xiaopangju is so ignorant of the ways of the world, such a formidable person as the assistant lady, actually doesn't give half a cent of face, you must know that this is an existence that even the head of the Siberian Tiger Forest in Hongta Mountain is afraid of.

"Speaking of which, do you really dare to cut off the little orange pig's food? I feel that the whole Tiger Garden can be demolished by him." Seeing a group of water friends who spoke for Xu Lele above, other water friends said:

"That's right, the little orange pig is a ruthless tiger that dares to gnaw even trees. If it gets aggressive, it might even bite through iron."

"That's right, you can starve other animals, but you must not starve tigers. Isn't this asking for trouble?"

"Okay, Xiaoju, don't be so excited."

"Sister is joking with you, can't you hear it?" Sister Hong'er rubbed Cheng Hao's belly and comforted him: "Now let's go back and have some milk, shall we?"

"Aw~ow (good)"

Hearing that there was a pot of milk to drink, Cheng Hao didn't bother to continue to be aggressive with Xu Lele. After all, there was nothing to gain from being serious with the other party, and there were many benefits to listening to the young lady of the breeder.

"Gluttonous little rascal."

Seeing this, Xu Lele muttered.

Then she followed Sister Hong'er to the dormitory to make pots of milk for Cheng Hao.

"Director, you don't look very well. Did something happen?"

The staff member who asked the pickup truck to drag a car of green cloth over, saw that his boss's face seemed to be in a bad mood, and expressed concern.

"There is a small problem, but it's not serious." After hearing this, the director took a deep breath and said, "Go and ask Mr. Director where is the free-range area? Lay out all these green cloths bring it on."

"Okay, I see. Boss."

The staff nodded upon hearing the words, and followed Director Li's instructions.

When Director Li saw it, he held the leaf torn from the iron branch, raised his eyebrows and said depressedly: "It's really unlucky, I've been a director for so long, and it's the first time I've been tricked by a little tiger. Go up by yourself."

He has been a director for so long, why hasn't he seen such a big storm?
But he didn't expect that one day he would be tricked by a tiger and become the murderer who destroyed the iron tree.

He didn't know what to say in such a depressed mood.

Fortunately, there are not many people who know about this matter, otherwise his fame in the first life would be gone.

"Sister Hong'er, is Xiaopangju's pots of milk made with milk powder?" Inside the dormitory, Xu Lele asked while looking at Sister Hong'er who was making pots of milk while holding up her mobile phone.

She always thought that the cub was fed with fresh goat's milk after it was born, but she didn't expect it to be made with milk powder.

"Yes, the cubs in the Siberian Tiger Garden in Hongta Mountain drink pots of milk made from milk powder." Sister Hong'er, who was scooping up the powdered milk, nodded and looked at the curious look on Xu Lele's face. He smiled and said, "You don't really think that all the cubs in the Tiger Garden drink fresh milk? How is this possible?"

If all the pots of milk in the Siberian Tiger Garden in Hongta Mountain are fresh milk, let alone how much it would cost?The storage conditions alone are troublesome.

"Then is the nutrition contained in this milk powder inferior to fresh milk?" Xu Lele continued to ask after hearing this.

After all, milk powder is just milk powder, isn’t it more nutritious than fresh milk?
"Actually, it's almost the same. The domestic tiger park has been built for so many years, and has a lot of experience in this area." Sister Hong'er pointed at the pot of milk and looked at Cheng Hao under the table: "Look at Xiaoju's appearance, I know that there is not much difference between fresh milk and pots of milk made from powdered milk."

Is pot of milk made from milk powder better than fresh milk?Can't you tell by looking at the cubs that are being fed?
"It seems that pots of milk made from milk powder are still very good." Hearing this, Xu Lele said, looking at Cheng Hao, who was sitting wrinkled.

Take a look at how fat Xiaoju has become. It seems that there is not much difference between pots of milk made with milk powder and fresh milk.

"Yes, at least the tigers in the Siberian Tiger Park in Hongta Mountain like it." Sister Hong'er put down the iron basin, touched Cheng Hao's round head and said, "Drink obediently, you know? Don't lick indiscriminately. If the bowl for eating If it's rotten, my sister can only get you a bucket."

This bowl was already the thickest one she had chosen, but Xiaoju kept licking it after drinking the milk, and the bottom of the iron bowl that she licked was flecked and thinned.

If Xiaoju continues to behave like this, she will have to get a stainless steel bucket for Xiaoju to drink milk.

"Aw~ow (oh oh)"

Hearing this, Cheng Hao approached the pot of milk carefully, and slowly sucked it up. He didn't want to drink the pot of milk in an iron bucket and become a real rice bucket.

Although he has become a tiger and doesn't care about his reputation anymore, what if he is always called a "rice bucket" in the Siberian Tiger Forest Park in Hongta Mountain?He will also have a headache.

"Little Fat Orange is really fat, you have to use buckets to drink milk."

"Of course, do you think the name of Little Pang Juju is for nothing?"

"Add ten buckets of milk to Xiaopangju. With such a small bowl, who are you pretending to look down on? Let foreign people see it and think that our little Pangju can't afford to drink basins of milk."

"That's right, I will pay for Xiaopangju's pot of milk."

The water friends in the live broadcast room heard it, you said one sentence to another, expressing that they should quickly change the bucket of milk for Xiaopangju, they want to watch Xiaopangju swallow the sea.

"Since everyone wants to see Xiaopangju drinking milk from a bucket so much, then quickly click the shopping cart at the bottom of the screen to buy tickets. Every support from you will allow Xiaopangju to drink milk from a bucket as soon as possible. .”

Seeing this, Xu Lele said with a smile, although she was a monk halfway to take over Hong'er sister's live broadcast room, but after watching the live broadcast for so long, she still knows what to say now?

Taking advantage of everyone's requests now, I just happened to sell a wave of tickets for the Hongta Mountain Siberian Tiger Garden.

Following Xu Lele's words, the tickets in the live broadcast room were refreshed:

"Have you heard that? Hurry up and buy it for me, let us work together to let Xiaopangju live a life where he can drink buckets of milk."

"Come on, brothers have bought tickets. Let us work hard for Xiaopangju's happy life, Ollie!"

"Chong~chong, I want to buy ten tickets to support Xiaopangju."

"I want to buy twenty, so that the poor little chubby orange can drink buckets of milk."

(End of this chapter)