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Jason nodded. "Yes, I want to buy it." The butcher figured out the whole situation after his gaze swept around the people in the yard. "Okay. How much will you pay?" "One thousand," Jason said. I handed my bag to Jason. After one glance at the inside of my bag, I thought there were more than tens of thousands of dollars.  The cash was brand new. "You can't sell the dog to him!" Laura was angry. "We sold it to you. How can you sell it to others?" The butcher wasn't a fool. He rolled his eyes at Laura and then took the money from Jason. "The dog is mine. None of your business." "He is right." I sided with the butcher.  "You, you, you." Laura was furious.  Eliane rolled her eyes. "Mom, your bad. You asked for too much. They wouldn't refuse us if you were a bit reasonable." Intelligent, YELLOW ran to me and rolled by my feet happily. Happy, the butcher counted his money. "Hey, do you want more? I have plenty of dogs like it in my slaughterhouse." "Yes." Carroll took out five rolls of cash