Chapter 291: No, can't help, the big black egg will do anything

"Xiaobei subspecies albino red fox..."

Before the receptionist at the Fox Kingdom Hotel worked at the front desk, she was a genuine keeper at a fox farm; the foxes that passed through her hands could not be counted in the thousands or hundreds, but had to be counted in the tens of thousands.

Seeing Yu Xueqing hold An Sheng out, she identified An Sheng's ancestry and birthplace details at a glance.

But precisely because she recognized it, the receptionist was shocked.

What kind of background does the other party have to be so strong? Actually holding a national second-class animal and strolling on the street.

Illegally keeping a nationally protected animal, even if it didn't cause casualties to the animal, once caught, the fines start at thirty to fifty thousand; if casualties are caused during the keeping process, it starts with a suspended sentence.

"Xiaobei subspecies albino red fox..."

Mo Yiqing showed astonishment, subconsciously raised her hand to pinch Xiaoan's belly, and said to the receptionist:

"You must have mistaken something, right? Even if he isn't a genuine arctic fox, he should be a North American albino red fox or some other subspecies; how could he be our Xiaoguo red fox, and a Xiaobei subspecies at that..."

"I think you're mistaken."

Ling Ren and Tang You looked at the little fox, different expressions flowing in their eyes.

Ling Ren's face was full of amazement, while in Tang You's eyes, a kind of indescribable longing occasionally flashed.

"Maybe... I saw it wrong?"

The receptionist looked at the four people, was stunned for a moment, and chose to selectively forget the exclamation she had just made subconsciously, saying:

"White foxes are not all arctic foxes; in order to adapt to the arctic climate, the ears of arctic foxes are not pure triangles, but tend to be round and very thick."

"First, exclude the possibility that he is an arctic fox, and from the upright fox appearance and body shape, we can also exclude those pseudo-fox genus little guys. He must belong to the red fox family, which has the widest distribution."

After coming to her senses, the receptionist didn't want to cause any trouble for herself, so she followed Mo Yiqing's words and directly talked about the knowledge of how to identify foxes, without continuing to point at An Sheng's nose and say he was a national second-class animal.

"Although there are nearly fifty subspecies of red foxes, there are only a few main breeding varieties." The receptionist looked at An Sheng and said: "As an albino individual, although it is very difficult to identify anything from the fur color, the fox muzzle—that is, the mouth—is also different between red foxes."

"You have had little contact with foxes, so it might be difficult to distinguish, but if you observe carefully, you can clearly find that the mouths of foreign red foxes are all relatively long, giving people the most intuitive feeling that they are a bit rough."

"After locking in the production area, the main distribution of Xiaoguo red foxes is Xiaonan, Xiaobei, and Northeast."

"Xiaonan red foxes are exquisite, and the Xiaobei subspecies basically inherits the same lineage as Xiaonan; the only difference is that the Xiaobei region is cold, so they are easier to accumulate fat. Simply put, the Xiaobei subspecies is fatter and larger in size; the size of the Northeast subspecies red fox is comparable to a husky."

After the receptionist finished speaking, she gestured at the identification parts on An Sheng's body and pinched his belly again.

An Sheng looked at the palm reaching out, raised his head proudly, lifted his front paws, placed them on the back of the receptionist's hand, and pressed her hand back onto the counter table:

"Since you know An Mou's national second-class status, then I won't hide it anymore; petting a fox for ten minutes is fifty. An Mou supports cash and Weixin scanning. Of course, if you pay with Huabei, An Mou currently doesn't support it..."

An Sheng showed an expression of admiration, looked at the receptionist, and chirped: "You have an eye for things, so, as a reward, please quickly V me 50 yuan before petting the fox."

Yu Xueqing, Mo Yiqing, Ling Ren, and Tang You looked at An Sheng, and under the guidance of the receptionist, they appreciated the national second-class animal, from the face to the paw pads on the soles of the feet, not missing a single spot.

Facts proved.

Everything was as the receptionist said; Xiaoan's characteristics perfectly matched the characteristics of the Xiaobei subspecies red fox.

However.

After listening to the receptionist's explanation, Mo Yiqing narrowed her eyes slightly and scanned the receptionist's face.

A keeper at a fox farm.

No matter how much contact they have with foxes, the foxes they can come into contact with should only be commercial foxes, right?

Yet she could count the national second-class animals of Xiaoguo, as well as some protected animal foxes from other countries, like family treasures, clearly stating all their characteristics, including some pseudo-fox genus creatures.

Even if the farm transformed three years ago and became a fox habit breeding institute, how many foxes could they have collected back in just three years?

Mo Yiqing keenly sensed that the receptionist's knowledge of foxes was abnormally broad.

But if she really had to say what was wrong, Mo Yiqing felt she couldn't say it for a while.

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"I always feel that the receptionist is weird..."

Returning to the presidential suite they had just opened, Mo Yiqing threw her bag on the chair, lay on the sofa, stretched her body long, and said:

"For dozens of species of foxes living in Asia, Europe, and North America, and members of the pseudo-fox genus, she could detail the corresponding characteristics; she is simply more powerful than ordinary scholars who study foxes, able to speak as soon as she opens her mouth."

"By the way, Yu Xueqing, it's your turn to speak." Mo Yiqing stretched her swan neck and looked straight at Yu Xueqing, who was holding the little fox and clapping her hands.

"Uh? What should I say?"

Yu Xueqing was stunned, then looked at Momo with a serious face and said: "I asked an expert to verify it; Xiaoan's father belongs to a scumbag fox; he ran into the farm and harmed the little fox ladies inside. Xiaoan has a birth certificate!"

Mo Yiqing: "..."

Seeing Yu Xueqing's serious reply, and the content of the birth certificate she mentioned.

For some reason, Chen Zhiyu's face suddenly appeared in Mo Yiqing's mind.

In fact.

Mo Yiqing really didn't guess wrong; before, after Yu Xueqing knew that Xiaoan might belong to a protected animal.

The only animal expert she could trust beside her was Chen Zhiyu; previously, when fishing in Changping Mountain, Yu Xueqing had secretly asked Chen Zhiyu for advice.

Don't ask; if you ask, it's biting down hard that Xiaoan's father belongs to an irresponsible scumbag fox who ran to the Fox Paradise in Changping Mountain to be the emperor, harming dozens of foxes in one night.

Xiaoan belongs to an accidental product, and the property rights are in the pet paradise in Changping Mountain; no one can do anything about it.

This was also why.

After the receptionist pointed out Xiaoan's identity, Yu Xueqing was not panicked at all, and even had the leisure to listen to the receptionist sister explain fox knowledge.

Because, behind Yu Xueqing, there was another big sister providing off-site guidance.

"Fox Fox Third Grandfather."

When Mo Yiqing was talking to Yu Xueqing, Tang You sat on Yu Xueqing's side, looked at An Sheng with a face full of mystical talk, and said:

"Hu Third Grandfather is above, I, disciple Tang You, earnestly request Hu Third Grandfather to save the suffering and help the disciple get through the life-and-death calamity in front of me!"

"Just once, I swear it's the last time."

"I want to experience the pleasure of a ten-draw, getting all the skins and expressions."

Tang You opened her clasped hands, revealing the phone held in her palms, and on the phone screen was the joint lottery interface of King's Pesticide.

"Ying ying ying"

An Sheng's expression was serious; he kicked out his little feet, pressed them against Tang You's cheeks, and pushed her face, which was leaning in, further away.

No! Can't help you anymore...

This is harming you; for the sake of screenshots, you big black eggs will do anything; helping you is harming you.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 292 =====