Chapter 131 Changes in the Caduceus Territory

In the yard Tia kept counting on old Rock, who stood on the other side with his head down, "How can you still take bad potatoes and rice potatoes that have been left over for I don't know how many days to the horses?"

"It's just a piece of livestock, how was I to know it was so delicate?" Old Locke wryly argued.

"You think it's a donkey?" Tia, seeing that old Rock had the audacity to talk back, thrust out her voice, louder.

Locke twitched his mouth breathlessly on the side, those livestock in the village, such as cows and pigs, did eat anything, not to mention bad food, even rotten grass roots and dry bark, they chewed vigorously.

But that's a domesticated beast. Warhorses are different.

As far as Locke knew, his horse was usually taken care of by a specialized breeder hired by the baron, and the food he ate was a mix of fine wheat and soy beans, which was simply better than what the servants in the army ate.

Why don't they say that horses are mor