The Complete Beast-Taming Prescription

It was a hot summer. 

In a small bamboo-fenced courtyard, a large black dog was lazily sleeping on its stomach. From time to time, it would turn over and lie down under the shade of the tree. 

In the courtyard next door, a little girl's head was hidden in the gap between the bamboo fences. Her big eyes stared straight at Black Bean for a moment, then looked left and right to make sure that there was no sign of kitchen utensils being prepared. She then carried the small wooden bucket back to the house in disappointment. 

After a while, Li Qingqing's frantic scream came from the room next door, "Tian Anan! Who told you to fill a bucket of mud and pour it on the bed?" 

Jiang Ming was lying comfortably in the bamboo chair, chuckling at Tian Anan's fate, and then continued to look at the thick stack of paper in his hand, which was filled with crooked handwriting 

It was a complete beast-taming prescription. Jiang Ming looked satisfied.