1046 Night Attack (1/2)

The night was coming.

Big Orange's heart was burning with anger. It would explode if it did not vent its anger to the enemy. Although it seemed to be broad and fat, its movements were quite flexible. A cat rushed onto the main road of the central axis of the village first, followed by its subordinates: sleekly built stray cats.

At that moment, a large portion of the villagers were at home eating, and there were not a lot of people on the road. No one would have thought that an army made up of stray cats would be sweeping through the village.

Because of the acceleration of urbanization, like most villages in China, young people had gone to Binhai City or nearby coastal cities to work. Most of the villagers left behind were old, weak, and disabled, with few young and middle-aged people.

The young and middle-aged people who were willing to stay did not stay because of filial piety or respect for the old and love for the young. They were just lazy and idle. They did not engage in labor or produce anything. They lived grand lives off of the old. They scraped a small pension from their parents, but they laughed mockingly at the villagers who worked thousands of miles away because they thought it was foolish to get rich by working. Why did they have to leave home to suffer hardship? They would ultimately suffer from opportunistic ways of making money!

If one was near the mountains, they ate from the mountains; if one was near the sea, they ate from the sea. The village was very close to the dog market, and the carefree, young villagers wanted to do something with the dog market.

The percentage of households that owned dogs in the village was very high––to the extent that practically every house owned a dog.

The old, the young, the sick, and the disabled owned dogs for the sake of guarding their homes and protecting themselves, while the young and the middle-aged owned dogs for the sake of economic benefit.

Ordinary dogs were not worth money and were sold everywhere, so villagers preferred to keep fierce dogs. They could satisfy their vanity and fight them against each other for money, or they could sell their domestic, fierce dogs to customers from the city. There were many cases where customers were forced into buying and selling fierce dogs. When businesses came to inspect them, they simply lied and denied their involvement. Industry and Commerce couldn't do anything about it.

Therefore, in the nameless, small village, practically every house reared strong, fierce dogs and were proud of it.

They did not only rear purebred, fierce dogs, but they also let different aggressive breeds mix due to curiosity, hoping that it would result in a stronger breed of dog.

In the village, one could find dobermanns, rottweilers, cane corsos, pitbulls, Tibetan Mastiffs, German Shepherds, bulldogs, and other large-sized, fierce dogs from all over the world. On top of that, one could find the mixes of all of those breeds.

Every time a dog gave birth to a litter of puppies, they took their puppies to the dog market and sold them. They thought it was a profitable business. In the countryside, raising dogs was not as exquisite as it was in the city, where they needed to prepare specialty dog food. Villagers fed their dogs whatever they ate––they just added a bit more rice to the pot when they cooked.

Of course, for those dogs, it was not good to eat rice all day long. They did not sell well if they were too thin. Villagers knew that. Sometimes, they had to find ways to supplement their dogs with some meat. It was impossible to buy pork, beef, and mutton in the market; it was too expensive. People could not even afford to eat it, let alone their dogs. How could they feed the dogs? They would be scolded by their neighbors behind their backs.

The good thing was they could still find other types of meat.

Sometimes when the Industry and Commerce tax authorities jointly enforced the law, some pets, such as cats, dogs, rabbits, squirrels, hedgehogs, and other small animals would run away from the dog market. Those small animals were free meat.

Some villagers made money by gambling. In order to make their dogs more ferocious and bloodthirsty, they never fed their dogs cooked food, but live animals. They fed their captured animals to the dogs alive. They laughed and watched the dogs tear their prey to pieces.

Some dogs were so ferocious that they couldn't even be tied down by a metal chain that was as thick as a finger. They would sometimes break free and run outside. Villagers spent a lot of time with dogs and knew how to deal with them, but passersby were unlucky; they were often bitten, occasionally very badly.