Chapter 8
It was a bit miserable, but Wen Youning couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from curling up for some reason. She patted the little orange cat's head to comfort him, "Poor thing, I'll bring you some extra canned meat when I come back."
"Meow……"
Wen Youning was still rushing to the market to buy things. After the morning market time, the fresh vegetables would wilt. "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You guys get busy."
Xiao Haoyu exclaimed, "I'm going to be late!"
As he spoke, he pulled his schoolbag onto his back and threw it, "Goodbye, sister!"
The woman nodded towards Wen Youning, turned around and followed Xiao Haoyu, "Xiaoyu, wait a moment, mom will drive you there."
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Coming out of the corridor, Wen Youning let out a breath, and gift special effects started flashing in the live broadcast room.
It’s the member who paid the deposit before.
"Thank you, boss. You are so generous." Wen Youning curled her eyes, put away the phone holder, and hung the Bluetooth-linked camera on her chest, "Save time. We have to speed up next."
Originally, Wen Youning had enough time to get to the market early. Even if she sat down to rest for a while after getting tired, she would still have enough time to go to the market to grab fresh vegetables. However, a small incident happened in the middle, so the most important thing now was to rush to the market as quickly as possible.
Although the camera hanging on the chest is convenient, it cannot capture her. It is completely a first-person perspective of what is ahead. It can only be used when running. For normal live broadcasts, a mobile phone stand is more reliable.
"Set off!"
After saying hello to the live broadcast room, Wen Youning ran onto the sidewalk.
Time is precious in the morning, and there are more people on the road than when I met the kittens just now. The flow of people during the morning rush hour will gradually decrease after seven or eight o'clock.
There are many vendors on the roadside in front of the vegetable market, all of whom are mobile vendors without stalls. There are some elderly people in the vegetable market, holding plastic bags and talking to the stall owners while picking.
"OK, the timing is perfect." Wen Youning calmed her breathing, took off the camera on her chest, and slowly walked into the market following the flow of people.
In addition to buying some ingredients for making cat food and daily necessities, Wen Youning also wanted to buy some vegetables to cook for herself. She could eat at the snack street downstairs occasionally, but she still had to cook for herself on a daily basis.
There are fixed stalls in the market, and plastic bags are hung outside. You can just take the plastic bag and pack what you want to buy. The stall owner is busy unloading goods from the car behind. He will look up and shout out the price when he hears someone asking.
"I'll tell you a little trick for choosing vegetables." Wen Youning picked up a palm-sized eggplant and weighed it in her hand. "Look at this round eggplant. It looks very good with a smooth skin without any pits. But look at the tail. It feels dry and has no moisture when touched by your fingertips. If you take this kind of eggplant back, the inside will be very old. The tail should feel moist and taste tender."
[I am not good at picking vegetables. I usually don’t go to the market very often. I always buy from supermarkets. The price and quality are guaranteed.]
[Although I don’t know how to choose vegetables, I can choose old ladies. Before entering the market, I choose an old lady to follow behind me, and then I choose my own from the plastic bags that the old lady has selected.]
【??? Good, good, be brave and be yourself, don't be afraid of the worldly eyes and the slaps from the old lady.】
[Hahahaha, you are really not afraid of the old lady lying down right where she is. ]
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As he was talking, Wen Youning picked out a few bags. Although there seemed to be a lot of leafy greens, they would shrink after being heated, so the bags were filled to the brim.
Vegetables are fresh in the morning. Vegetable farmers drive to the wholesale market overnight. The merchants in the vegetable market buy the vegetables from the farmers and sell them in the market in the morning. Many vegetables still have dirt on them.
Wen Youning: "Boss, please weigh these for me."
"Okay." The stall owner took a few bags and put them on the scale one by one, "I'll give you some green onions. Come back after you finish eating."
If you buy a lot of vegetables, the stall owner will give you some other vegetables as well.
After buying the vegetables, Wen Youning went to the meat stall next door.
Compared to the crowded vegetable stalls, the meat stalls are a little deserted. Under the special lighting, the meat on the counter looks very fresh.
Wen Youning looked at the pig hearts and lungs, which looked quite fresh. "Except for the large intestine, I'll take three pounds of each of the other organs, and five pounds of beef."
"Okay, wait a moment." The stall owner changed to a large bag. "The offal was freshly bought this morning. It's all fresh. There's no frozen food. Would you like some pork?"
Wen Youning thought for a moment and said, "Let's add two more pounds of mutton and pork."
Make cat food more flavorful.
"Okay!" The amount of items ordered was considered a lot at the stall, so the stall owner specially took a foam box and put it in a plastic bag to pack them.
These are the main ingredients of cat food. Cats are carnivores, so they will definitely prefer meat when choosing food.
Buy more food at one time, freeze it and feed it to other small animals at any time.
"Boss, are these fish raised by you?" Wen Youning noticed that there was a large fish tank next to the stall. There was a golden dragon and a silver dragon in it. They were both of considerable size, and their scales were shiny.
The stall owner said happily: "Yes, it brings wealth."
[The anchor said he could read the thoughts of animals. Can you translate what this fish is thinking right now? ]
Wen Youning stroked her chin with her fingertips, "What are you thinking about?"
"Gurgle..."
"I want to blow bubbles. Gurgle gurgle..." Wen Youning smiled and translated, "It's been gurgling."
Just at this moment, the golden arowana slid in front of Wen Youning along the water flow, swinging its tail lightly, and its huge eyes moved up and down.
"Gulu, look at the market..." Animal Voice Translation Ambassador Wen Youning paused, "Boss! How much is this fish?"
【Hahahaha what? 】
[Golden Arowana: Did I let you see it? ]
[The smile will not disappear, it will just move from the host's face to mine. ]
The stall owner looked up from his busy schedule and said, "Ah? These fish are not for sale. If you want to buy some, you can go to the seafood market. There are better quality ones. The two I have are just average."
'Gollum, fool.'
Wen Youning: "..."
Damn golden arowana, I must eat barbecued fish tonight.
The contest between Wen Youning and the golden arowana had just begun when the silver arowana behind it swung its tail vigorously and threw the golden arowana that was close to it aside.
'Gulu, stay away from me, you ugly thing.'
'I don't want to stay in the same tank with you. I'm going to jump out tonight.'
"Gurgle...annoying."
The silver arowana's drooping whiskers reveal its disdain for the golden arowana.
"Oh? Your crush seems to dislike you." Wen Youning smiled, "Tsk tsk tsk, your love life is not going well."
The golden arowana that was chasing the silver arowana braked suddenly upon hearing this and stopped in front of Wen Youning.
'fool. '
Wen Youning turned around and suggested, "Boss, your silver arowana refuses to keep the golden arowana company and is planning to jump out of the tank tonight. It's best to separate them."
"Ah? Jumping out of the tank? Is that true?" The stall owner was confused. "Are you also a fish farmer? Is there any sign that the fish will jump out of the tank?"
Wen Youning said: "I didn't see the omen, but I heard the voice of the silver dragon fish."
Stall owner: “???”
Would you like to listen to what you are saying?
Wen Youning didn't explain too much, just said: "You bought the silver arowana later, right? Bought it to keep the golden arowana company?"
The stall owner nodded, "Yes..."
Wen Youning: "The silver arowana doesn't like your golden arowana. If you want to keep the silver arowana, it's best to separate the two."
"ah?"
The stall owner was still in a daze. Wen Youning scanned the code to pay. "The money has been transferred. Remember to divide the tanks as soon as possible."
There were still some daily necessities to buy, so Wen Youning didn't stay for long. After giving some instructions, he picked up the box of meat and left the stall.
The stall owner stood in front of the fish tank and scratched his head, "How did she know that the silver arowana was bought later?"
These two fish look about the same size.
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Pet supplies are in the most corner of the market.
Wen Youning carried the box across half of the market.
"Dad, where are you..."
'When will you come to see me?'
"Woof..."
The puppy felt very depressed and downhearted.
Someone lost a dog?
This place is far away from the city. If you drive your dog here, it will be difficult for the puppy to run back by itself.
Wen Youning sighed. It was so irresponsible. Even if she couldn't keep the puppy due to unavoidable reasons, she should find someone to adopt it and arrange for its future care. It would be wrong to just throw it away.
Wen Youning thought about taking the dog home and finding someone to adopt it, but when she followed her heart, she found that it was not a stray puppy, but a German Shepherd that was kept in a cage and looked half paralyzed.
Because he was unable to stand up and was not well taken care of, half of his body was almost lying in the excrement, his hair was tangled without any luster, and there were many dark lumps that looked like blood.
The stall owner heard the sound and came out. He glanced at the box in Wen Youning's arms and asked symbolically, "What do you want?"
Wen Youning didn't even look at the dried meat on the stall, she just asked, "Is this dog for sale too?"
The stall owner said: "Yes, five hundred yuan, guaranteed to kill and dispose of."
[What? You raised this dog, so you sell it?]
[There's even a dog tag on the dog's neck. Who knows where the stall owner got it from? It's definitely not his dog! ]
[It looks like he was badly injured. This guy must be a dog thief! ]
[How shameless of you to sell a stolen dog? 】
[It's over. I feel like the anchor is being manipulated by the stall owner. Seeing that the anchor wants to save the dog, the stall owner will definitely ask for an exorbitant price. This kind of person is the most evil.]
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This German Shepherd caused the comments in Wen Youning’s live broadcast room to explode.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this dog is obviously not owned by the stall owner. The dog owner may have even posted missing dog notices everywhere in an attempt to find his beloved pet.
Wen Youning noticed that the stall owner was looking at her secretly, and she realized what the stall owner wanted to do. It's not that she couldn't afford the money if he raised the price, but if she seemed too resentful, the stall owner might not sell it to her. It was like the carrot held in front of the donkey, using this German Shepherd to make money.
The German Shepherd was in very poor condition. If she delayed any further, even she might not be able to get it to stand up.
The German Shepherd must be taken away today.
After a while, Wen Youning raised her hand and fanned her nose, pretending to be disgusted and said, "So expensive? It looks so dirty and skinny. Make it cheaper so you don't have to kill it. I can save the labor cost and do it myself. If you weren't the only one in the market, I wouldn't even look at this. Are you crazy selling it so expensive?"
The stall owner paused. The dog had been here for several days. It was half dead and smelled bad. Someone at the stall next door had already complained.
Not many people came to ask the price, and a group of old men and women looked down on this kind of thing.
It's even harder to deal with someone who's dead.
Finally, a buyer came. He hesitated and said, "How much do you want?"
Wen Youning: “Two hundred.”
"Two hundred? How can you bargain like that?" The stall owner was unhappy.
"Forget it." Wen Youning curled her lips, "I bought so much meat, so I don't mind having this one bite. You can keep it for yourself."
After saying that, Wen Youning turned around and left.
"Eh? Don't leave, don't you want to discuss this?" The stall owner shouted, "I really don't make any money at 500."
"Two hundred is the most!" Wen Youning left without looking back.
"That's too much of a difference. It costs me money to keep him."
"Hello!"
“It can’t be cheap.”
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The stall owner kept shouting, but Wen Youning's steps became slower and slower, and it took him half a day to pass the next stall.
This is not a question of price. Once Wen Youning agrees to the price offered by the other party, the stall owner may raise the price at any time.
She pretended to walk away without caring, but what she was thinking in her heart was... if the other party still didn't agree when she passed the next stall, she would go back and take the German Shepherd away.
No matter how much it costs.
Five more steps...
She had to take the German Shepherd away, otherwise it would die here.
Three more steps...
At worst, I'll suffer a little loss. I'll rescue the dog first and settle the score with the stall owner later.
The last two steps,
step……
"Okay! Come back." The helpless voice of the stall owner sounded from behind, "I really don't make much money from these two hundred."
Wen Youning almost turned around but paused, suppressed her excitement, and replied expressionlessly, "Why didn't you agree earlier? It's a waste of time."
"I'm in a difficult situation too." The stall owner raised the price as soon as he saw her coming back: "Two hundred and fifty is not okay, give me some profit."
"That's so ugly." Wen Youning said calmly, "Don't waste time. Give me another cage for two hundred. Otherwise, it will be hard to get it."
"Okay." The stall owner decided to make the money after careful consideration. When the dog died, the two hundred yuan would be gone. And the cage was smelly and stinky. He was too lazy to clean it. "You look kind, so I'll consider this price as making friends. Do you want to look at other meat?"
"Forget about making friends. I've already given you the money." As for the zombie flesh that looked older than her great-grandfather, Wen Youning simply didn't respond.
There are wheels under the cage, so you can push it to move.
Wen Youning put the box on top of the cage and pushed the German Shepherd away from this dangerous place.
"Woo..." The German Shepherd scratched the cage with its front paws and struggled to stand up, but its lower body was motionless and it could only raise its head continuously.
Wen Youning led the German Shepherd out of the stall owner's sight, then squatted down to comfort the German Shepherd, "Don't be afraid. It's okay."
The stall owner had been staring at her just now, and Wen Youning had no doubt that if he saw her actions, he would probably catch up with her and ask for more money.
It can be seen that the stall owner clearly distinguishes the price of selling as pets and the price of selling as food.
The German Shepherd rested his head on Wen Youning's palm, his eyes were faintly misty, his nose was moving, and whimpering sounds kept coming from his throat.
Wen Youning opened the box of meat. The beef inside was cut into pieces of appropriate sizes and neatly arranged. She picked two pieces and said, "Come, let's eat something first."
The German Shepherd seemed to have been hungry for a long time. Wen Youning didn't dare to give it too much at once. She fed it little by little and gave it two pieces at first to fill its stomach.
Wen Youning waved away the flies that had landed on the German Shepherd, and took off her coat and covered it with it.
Fortunately, she was afraid of the cold when she went out in the morning, so she put on a thin coat, which came in handy now.
The German Shepherd whined in grievance and couldn't help rubbing Wen Youning's hand with his nose.
[It looks so pitiful. Can it still stand up? ]
[@Veterinarian Master Wang, can this type of acquired paralysis be cured through surgery? ]
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