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Chapter 1005

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Yuan Zhou was a little surprised to see the old man. Aside from the time when the old man waited for him, the two of them had never met before.

This was the second time they met. Yuan Zhou's expression did not change as he walked over.

"Xila." Yuan Zhou put down the paper bag as usual and nodded at the old man before preparing to leave.

"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, can I call you that?" The old man immediately stopped Yuan Zhou. But the moment he opened his mouth, he called out Yuan Zhou's name intimately. Immediately, he asked in embarrassment.

"Of course." Yuan Zhou did not say much and just nodded.

The old man saw Yuan Zhou looking at him and felt a little uneasy, but he still expressed his gratitude seriously, "Boss Yuan, thank you for the food. It was very delicious. My wife has been eating more recently."

"I didn't leave this for you," Yuan Zhou said indifferently.

The old man obviously knew that Yuan Zhou would say that. He only smiled and did not refute, but his eyes were still filled with gratitude.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhou felt a little embarrassed from the old man's gaze and did not say anything.

The old man touched the cloth bag on his left arm and said gently, "I see that Boss Yuan really likes dogs."

"What?" Yuan Zhou was a little confused when he heard the old man say that.

"It's Broth that Boss Yuan raised. Its fur is very shiny, and you can tell that Boss Yuan loves it a lot," the old man said with a smile.

"No, it's a stray dog. I didn't raise it. It's the one that kept begging me," Yuan Zhou explained with a straight face.

Yuan Zhou's words were very smooth because he had said it many times. Every time someone said that Broth was his dog, he would say the same thing.

After all, a chef could not raise a dog. He had to be responsible for his customers.

Hence, Yuan Zhou never petted Broth during working hours. Or rather, he never touched Broth.

As for Broth, it seemed to know something. It never rubbed against Yuan Zhou or approached him. A man and a dog maintained a tacit understanding.

"Little Boss Yuan, you are indeed kind-hearted," the old man praised. He was not bothered by Zhou Yuan's words.

This time, Yuan Zhou was a little embarrassed by the compliment and didn't say anything.

"It's like this. Two days ago, a child abandoned his dog. He said that his leg was broken, so I fixed it. This dog looks very good. Boss Yuan, look." The old man seemed a little embarrassed, so his words were a little incoherent.

However, he still swiftly took out the dog he was talking about from the pouch on his left arm.

It was a mechanical dog with a silver shell, a pair of drooping ears, and dark eyes that looked like Broth's eyes. The dog's four legs could be moved and played at will.

It looked very cute and was something that a child would like.

"Boss Yuan, what do you think?" The old man's eyes sparkled as he looked at Yuan Zhou anxiously.

"Very good." Yuan Zhou nodded.

The old man heaved a sigh of relief and said seriously, "That's good. Then I'll give it to Boss Yuan. This dog is very clean. I've already washed it."

Only then did Yuan Zhou notice that although the old man was usually very clean, the hands he used to pick up trash and the shoes he used to walk were very dirty.

Today, the old man's hands were very clean. Even the gaps between his nails were very clean.

"For me?" Yuan Zhou didn't know how to react and asked subconsciously.

The old scavenger's reply was to push the silver dog forward a little.

"Thank you." Yuan Zhou received it with both hands and thanked the old man solemnly.

"You're welcome. I still have to thank Boss Yuan," the old man said with a happy expression.

"I like it very much." Yuan Zhou held the dog and gently stroked its front legs.

"Hehe, it's good that you like it." The old man looked even happier.

The old man suddenly remembered that he had been holding Yuan Zhou back for a long time, so he immediately said, "Oh, it's getting late. Boss Yuan, hurry up and go do your own things. I can't delay you any longer."

"Okay. Take care." Yuan Zhou nodded and turned to leave.

The old man looked at Yuan Zhou and didn't immediately pick up the trash. On the other hand, Yuan Zhou steadily walked away.

"Boss Yuan really likes dogs." The old man was very happy when he said that.

Yuan Zhou, who had amazing hearing, also heard it. A smile appeared on his face.

Not long later, Yuan Zhou reached the back door of his shop. Naturally, he passed by Broth.

"Dadada." Yuan Zhou took a few steps backward and returned to Broth.

"This is my new pet. It's called Silver." Yuan Zhou squatted down, picked up the silver mechanical dog, and handed it to Broth.

Afraid that Broth didn't know what it was, Yuan Zhou even barked twice.

Broth instantly stood up and stared at the silver mechanical dog with its black eyes. Obviously, it could tell that it was a dog.

"Nice, right? I'm not letting you play with it." Yuan Zhou shook the mechanical dog in his hand.

"Woof." Broth barked extremely loudly.

"You want to play? I'm not letting you play with it. "Yuan Zhou shook his head.

"Woof woof." Broth straightened its front legs and spread its back legs. It stood up and stared at the mechanical dog and barked again.

"You are the dog. You can play with yourself." Yuan Zhou ignored Broth's seriousness.

Swoosh. At this moment, Broth, who was about to bite someone, suddenly extended its right front paw and slapped at the mechanical dog.

However, Yuan Zhou was even faster. He put it away immediately.

"I heard that dogs will be jealous of their owners' new pets. Broth, do you think someone has taken your position?" Yuan Zhou said smilingly.

However, Yuan Zhou was disappointed. After he put the mechanical dog away, Broth shook its head left and right as if it were looking for something. When it didn't find anything, it immediately lay down again and ignored him.

Naturally, it didn't respond to Yuan Zhou's words.

"What a dog with no perseverance. Don't you want to look for it again?" Yuan Zhou said.

However, Broth even closed its eyes this time. There was no expression on its dog face, as if Yuan Zhou were an unreasonable child.

"Forget it. I'll send Broth to you later." Seeing Broth really ignore him, Yuan Zhou stood up happily and went back to the restaurant.

After Yuan Zhou left, Broth opened its eyes again. Looking at Yuan Zhou's cheerful back, its black eyes seemed to be saying, "This two-legged beast is probably stupid."

Of course, Yuan Zhou didn't see it. Otherwise, he would suspect that the rule of not becoming a demon after the founding of the People's Republic was fake.

On the other side, Yuan Zhou had already returned to his room on the second floor.

"Hmm. Looks pretty good." Yuan Zhou held the mechanical dog and revealed a smile.

Just like that, Yuan Zhou looked at it for a while before he reacted and walked to the window.

There was a mortise and tenon storage cabinet made by Carpenter Lian. The color was a beautiful log color with clear grain. It looked sturdy and generous.

"I'll put it here." Yuan Zhou opened a drawer. It was a used invitation card, one of which had a woman's face painted on it.

The mechanical dog was placed in another compartment at the side, and the pair of boxing gloves was placed in another drawer. Yuan Zhou was still thinking that he would tell the origin of these things when he had a child and then pass them on to his child.

It would definitely be good.

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