There are a few small beasts lying in a traditional Zulu sand thatched house. They are not too big, about one meter, but this is because they have a long tail. Considering that their tails are longer than their bodies, their bodies are actually not big.

These little beasts crawled listlessly on the ground. They had short gray-black hair and some dark spots on their bodies. When they found someone approached, they immediately hid in the dark place lightly and cleverly, revealing their dark eyes and looking out secretly.

"Look, this is the civet." Jill pointed in and said.

A strong fragrance came from the hut. Yang Shubao had only seen this magical animal in books and TV before, but now he stood at the door and watched.

Civets are called cats. In fact, they don’t look like cats at all. They don’t have the iconic big pie face of cats, but have a long mouth like dogs. When they only expose their heads outside, they are more likely to be considered as little black dogs.

Yang Shubao looked in and looked out. Their eyes inevitably collided, and then Lao Yang felt aggrieved and depressed: these civets were very unhappy, and some were even dead.

Civets are elves in the African forest. They are short and concise and like freedom.

But ordinary people are innocent and bear the treasure because their perianal glands can secrete oils with musky smell, which can be used as a stabilizer for high-end perfumes and are very popular in the European luxury market, resulting in their arrest.

Uncle Yang stared at them, and they also stared at Uncle Yang, and then one of them slowly walked towards him, pulling the door and stretching out his claws to him.

Jill said in surprise: "Hey, it's amazing. The civets are very brave. Even if the owner of Hamestu appears, they will scare them to hide everywhere. I didn't expect this one to be afraid of you."

Not afraid that Yang Shubao's more than one civet, the other civets also came over intermittently, and the last two were left hiding in the corner without moving.

It was the two that were not moving that gave him a lifeless feeling.

He knew the reason why these civets came over, because they had the breath of the tree of life on them, and animals could feel this aura at close range. The civets trusted him and then came over to ask him for help.

Uncle Yang felt uncomfortable. This feeling was not from the heart, but from the civets.

As the tree of life grows, he is also growing. Like the monster elves, he can gradually sense the emotions of animals.

However, his current perception is not as sensitive as that of the Warcraft Elves. Only when animals reveal particularly obvious emotions, he can sense the sadness, depression and despair that these civets reveal are particularly obvious.

The tree spirit panel popped up: [Young city lord, please give mercy on the life in front of you. They call you for help, and rescue them and regain their freedom.]

There was no reward this time, but Lao Yang's determination to complete the task was the strongest.

He patted Jill on the shoulder and said, "Are these civets the property of your clan or the property of Ms. Hamestut?"

Jill said: "The civets were captured in our tribe, but Hamestu's husband gave his life to the tribe, so my father and elder gave these civets to Hamestu so that her family would not collapse due to the loss of her husband."

Yang Shubao said: "Then how about you recommend this Ms. Hamestu for me? I want to buy these civets."

Jill scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "It's easy to introduce Hamestu to you, but it's probably difficult to buy them. Hamestu relies on scraping these civet balms to support the family."

Yang Shubao said: "I want to talk to her, and I am willing to offer her a suitable price."

Jill stared into his eyes and nodded and said, "You are a kind person. I know you are engaged in animal protection and I am willing to help you."

Hamestu's home is in a sandy thatched house next to her. She was taking a nap inside. After being awakened, she was stunned when she saw Uncle Yang: "It's you, the kind-hearted Mr. China?"

Yang Shubao said: "Yes, madam, I came to the door in a hurry today and didn't prepare a gift. It's really a shameful thing. Please forgive me."

The two of them politely said, Jill helped, "Hamestu, this kind-hearted Mr. Yang saw the civets you raised. He wanted to buy these civets and let them go to the wild. He is a kind-hearted man."

When Hamestu heard this, his original smile expression turned into embarrassment: "Sorry, Mr. Yang, I respect you very much, and I respect the little patriarch very much, but these civets support our difficult families, and I cannot lose them."

Yang Shubao said: "I am willing to give you a reasonable price. You can use this money to do some small business, which is more than you can earn with civet balm."

Hamestu shook his head and said, "The Zulu people can't do business. Sir, I can't even add or subtract, and I can't read. How can I do a good business?"

The boy who followed his mother on a tractor jumped out of the bed. He handed Yang Shubao a wild citrus and smiled: "It's a kind Chinese. Thank you for sending us home last time. This orange is for you. It's delicious."

Yang Shubao smiled and thanked him. Seeing the boy he had another idea, he asked, "Madam, do you have two sons? They are already at school. What grade are they in now?"

The answer was not as good as he expected. Hamestu sighed and said, "It's already hard for us to survive, let alone go to school? The sons of the patriarch and the elders can go to school. They only need to know how to hunt."

Yang Shubao said: "But after I give you some money, you can send them to school. They will learn knowledge, and knowledge can change their destiny."

"Yang did not lie to you. Knowledge can change your destiny. When they have knowledge, they can work in the city like my brother and younger brother. It is easier to make money and live a better life. There is no need to crouch in our tribe anymore." Jill said helping.

Hamestu was obviously moved. Which mother does not want her child to have a future?

Yang Shubao continued: "I know you are worried that you will not rely on after spending the money to sell civets. Why not do this? In addition to giving money, I will also give you some guinea fowls. Do you know guinea fowls? They are very precious. You can use them to lay eggs and sell eggs for money, or let them hatch eggs into small chicken seedlings to sell chicken seedlings for money, and can also let the small chicken seedlings grow and sell chickens for money."

Hamestu licked his lips and asked, "Mr. Yang, I want to know why you have to buy these civets? Just to give them freedom?"

Yang Shubao said: "Madam, these civets live in pain. The ointment you get comes from their perianal glands, and this gland is very sensitive and will hurt after being touched. In fact, you have been tormenting them. Maybe you don't believe it, but I can feel their pain. They ask me for help. This is God's will, and I want to save them."

Jill continued to speak for him: "He is not lying to you, Hamestu, your timid civet stretched out his claws at him just now after seeing him. That's really amazing. If I'm not a scientist, then I think this is God guiding everything."
Chapter completed!