After collecting today's batch of cheese, Han Qiwu suddenly thought, "Right, I now have over 500 units of wood, and the money's enough too—time to upgrade the cowshed to a mid-level cowshed."
Just the perfect opportunity to see what kind of calves Kui Niu and the little cows will produce.
Surely it won't have just two legs, right?
Then again, it might have two and a half, three and a half, or maybe even four legs.
That depends entirely on whose genes are better.
Grabbing a chunk of large cheese, Han Qiwu rode the little horse straight to the breeding farm.
The sun-dried dirt road felt especially firm underfoot; the little horse was clearly in a joyful mood, its steps light and its tail swishing back and forth.
Along the way, whenever familiar villagers caught sight of Han Qiwu, they'd shout loudly, "Xiao Han, your horse looks amazing!"
"Yeah! I've been driving horses for years, but I've never seen such a handsome one."
