"Could you please sleep over there a little You're blocking me from working, Uncle." At this moment, a young stablehand carrying a feed bucket impatiently asked.,Xiao Quan glanced at the watchdog at the gate, with a pointed muzzle, flat ears standing upright. It was clearly a Chinese native breed. It seemed that this era had much to do with ancient China, but Xiao Quan still wasn't sure what dynasty it was.,After saying that, Qin Feng swept his sleeves and left.。