Although Vladimir and Little White had never been on good terms, when Zhang Zian was about to set off, it still jumped into the passenger seat and wanted to go with him, claiming that it wanted to see how the stupid dogs would make a fool of themselves.
Zhang Zian felt that the cat and the dog did not seem to be purely hostile to each other. Instead, they seemed to be … in love with each other. Was it an illusion?
In short, he informed the shop assistants and drove to the landfill again.
Of course, he also brought the drone in case of emergencies.
When he arrived at the landfill, he saw Little White standing under a road sign waiting for him from afar.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." He parked the car on the side of the road and did not turn off the engine.
Little White glanced at Vladimir in the passenger seat and deliberately ignored it. It turned around and said, "Follow me."
It ran in front, and Zhang Zian drove slowly behind it.
He had considered letting it get in the car, but he was afraid that the cat and the dog would fight in the car.
After running along the road for a while, Little White suddenly got off the road and ran into the wilderness next to it.
Although the Wuling Hong Guang MPV was not a specialized off-road vehicle, it was really not afraid of ordinary road conditions in the wild. Zhang Zian turned the steering wheel and followed it off the road.
After running behind Little White for a while, a forest appeared in front of them. It was an artificial forest, and the distance between the trees was almost the same.
Hundreds of thousands of stray dogs gathered in front of the forest, forming a large black line, like an army waiting for inspection.
In front of them, there was a pile of … a sea of plastic bottles.
According to Zhang Zian's instructions, Little White did not let the stray dogs mix up the empty bottles they had picked up. Instead, he piled them up in front of his feet so that he could see how many bottles each dog had picked up at a glance.
The stray dogs themselves did not know why they had to do such a boring thing. When they were hungry, they would go to the garbage dump to see if there were any rotten leaves or sour rotten meat. Sometimes they could even find half-eaten hamburgers. Wouldn't it be better to fill their stomachs and lie in the sun by the sea? In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.
They did not dare to disobey Little White's orders, but that did not mean that they were willing to do so.
Woof!
Woof woof!
Woof woof woof!
Perhaps the wind had blown Vladimir's scent to the dogs. One of the dogs began to bark, and the other dogs also began to bark at the top of their lungs. They were all large to medium-sized fierce dogs. Just one of them was loud enough to stop a child from crying. With hundreds and thousands of dogs barking at the same time, one could imagine how powerful it was. It was like a tsunami.
Zhang Zian was also frightened. If so many dogs pounced on him at the same time, no car would be absolutely safe unless he was sitting in a tank.
On the other hand, Vladimir was calm and composed. He had the aura of "the enemy is surrounded by thousands of people, but I will not move."
Little White rushed over and barked at the dogs. The barking of the dogs was immediately suppressed, leaving only a few whimpers.
Zhang Zian didn't get too close. He stopped the car but didn't turn off the engine. He got out of the car nervously.
He often dealt with dogs and always reminded others not to show fear when they encountered stray dogs. However, in the face of so many stray dogs, it would be self-deception to say that he was not afraid.
Now he could only pin his hopes on Little White's ability to control his subordinates.
Zhang Zian had always been a person who did not suspect people. Although he was nervous, he still bravely walked towards the dogs.
Little White was surprised by his courage, which made it look at him in a different light. It was even more strict with its subordinates so that they would not be underestimated. At the same time, it could not lose face in front of that stupid cat.
The closer he got to the dogs, the stronger the sour smell became. The smell of rotten food and feces made every stray dog surrounded by many buzzing mosquitoes and flies. They landed on their heads, bodies, and mouths. Sticky saliva dripped from between their teeth, and their hot breaths mixed together like a heat wave.
It was like a group of primitive beasts from the prehistoric times.
If they suddenly went crazy and resisted Little White's orders, Zhang Zian would not be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.
"In just two days, I've picked up so many bottles?"
Zhang Zian roughly glanced around and found that the number of bottles was generally arranged in descending order. The dogs that had picked up the most bottles stood in the front row. In front of each dog, there were more than fifty bottles. Most of them were empty 500ml drink bottles, but there were also a few cans and glass bottles that were not of much use …
Even the dogs in the back row who picked up fewer bottles had picked up at least twenty empty bottles.
If calculated according to 500 dogs, taking the median of 40 bottles, there would be … 20,000 empty bottles.
According to the price Zhang Zian negotiated with the waste purchase station, if the number reached 10,000, then the price of each 500ml ordinary plastic bottle would be 5 cents, each can would be 10 cents, and the minimum price would be more than 1,000 yuan. The actual price should be no less than 1,500 yuan. The wholesale quality of ordinary dog food was about four or five hundred kilograms, which should be enough to fill their stomachs.
"How is it? Is it enough? "Little White peeped at his face.
"It's enough. It's very good for picking up bottles for the first time." Zhang Zian gave affirmation. "It would be better if you can improve the details, such as picking up as many cans as possible, followed by empty beverage bottles, and not glass bottles."
Considering that it was the first time the stray dogs had done this kind of thing, and they were not motivated enough, it had actually exceeded his expectations. He had planned to pay for it for the first few times.
Little White barked a few times at the dogs, picking up the cans and empty beverage bottles to show them.
The stray dogs were not in high spirits, and it was obvious that they were reluctant.
"Let them line up and take turns coming to my car to eat." Zhang Zian returned to the car, opened the trunk, and carried out a 20-kilogram bag of dog food. He tore it open and took out a bunch of plastic food bowls. He asked Little White to call the dogs to take the food bowls in order to collect the dog food.
The stray dogs, who were originally disinterested, smelled the dog food and suddenly became energetic. They anxiously circled in place, eager to rush over and take the dog food for themselves.
Little White was worried that there would be trouble. He first scolded them a few times, then ordered them to take turns picking up the food bowls and lining up to take turns passing in front of Zhang Zian.
Every time he passed a dog, he scooped a big spoonful of dog food into their food bowl. He felt like he was opening a warehouse for disaster relief in ancient times, and these dogs were starving people.
The big, fierce, and smelly stray dogs made him very nervous, and his palms were sweaty.
The dogs in front gobbled up the food and left the food bowls to the dogs in the back. At first, the scene was a bit chaotic, but fortunately, Little White was busy maintaining order.
One bag of dog food was finished, and another bag of dog food was opened.
There were hundreds of dogs, and when each dog was given dog food and finished eating, his arms were sore. In the future, he must find a way to let the stray dogs eat by themselves, like a buffet.
Next was the highlight.
When he opened the foam incubator and the smell of honey roasted chicken legs wafted out, all the stray dogs were excited.
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