After breakfast and digesting, Zhang Zian took the elfins to the car and set off.
Today, he went out later than yesterday, and because he had to dress in advance to avoid traffic jams in the evening, the itinerary was very loose. He expected to only go to Chinatown, and if he had enough time, he would visit Fusang City and Italian City next door … Of course, it was not to see a striptease show.
Richard's mouth was tied with a string, and it was squatting on his shoulder full of resentment. It was regretful that it could not sing.
The other elfins were not very interested, but they came with the mentality that they had nothing to do anyway. What was the point of going to Chinatown when they just came from China? Aren't the people bustling with activity all Chinese? But at least it was better than staying in Binhai City.
The terrain of San Francisco was undulating, and the car was not fast. Zhang Zian listened to the broadcast of the navigation while driving.
When he passed a local pet store in the United States, he stopped to visit inside and also found the Leshi dog food on the shelf. Because he had plenty of time, he also pretended to be an ordinary customer shopping for things and stayed in the store to observe for a while. He roughly estimated that the sales of this dog food were relatively average, probably because it was a domestic product in the United States, and it was impossible to use the blind trust of Chinese customers in foreign brands to promote it.
He stood in the store for half an hour. From time to time, people came over, picked up the Leshi dog food, looked at it, compared it with the dog food next to it, and then took it to pay the bill or put it back.
He didn't know if it was a psychological factor, but it seemed that the Americans who chose this dog food were generally shabby in dress and temperament. Because this dog food was a cheap product, it was placed on the high and low shelves with a bunch of other small brands of dog food. Big brands of high-priced dog food were placed at the middle height of the shelf, slightly lower than the customer's line of sight, where customers could most easily see it. It seemed that after the rich customers entered the store, they would choose the big brand dog food they often bought without thinking about anything else. Customers who were short of money would squat down or stand on tiptoe to pick up a small brand of cheap dog food and compare it carefully.
"Hello. I'm also struggling between these two dog foods. Do you mind if I ask you what your choice is? "
Zhang Zian stopped a young man who was comparing two dog foods, one of which was the Leshi dog food.
The young man glanced at him, weighed the Leshi dog food in his hand, and said, "I choose this one."
"Why? Can you tell me the reason? "Zhang Zian asked.
The man shrugged. "Because it's cheap enough, and it says' raw materials and processing are all located in the United States'. I think it's better than the other one."
In the field of dog food, the raw materials of high-end dog food could be traced back to the source. Low-end dog food could not be traced back to the source, but the origin of the raw materials was generally indicated. Americans often felt that raw materials from foreign countries, especially China, were unreliable.
Zhang Zian did not ask any more questions. After the man paid the bill, he also left the pet shop.
He believed that the Leshi dog food did not lie on the packaging instructions. The source of raw materials and processing were indeed located in the United States, but this … did not necessarily mean that it was reliable.
The elfins had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He continued to drive to Chinatown, deliberately changing the direction of the entrance and not passing under the green-roofed gate.
Everyone else had golden arches. God knew why the arches in Chinatown were green … When it came to this kind of thing, Zhang Zian had become particularly superstitious. He would rather believe it than not.
The window was open. As soon as they entered the Chinatown area, the familiar Chinese was swept into the car by the wind. Mandarin and Cantonese were basically half and half, with a small amount of English and other languages being spoken.
Sixty to seventy percent of the shop signs on both sides of the road were in pure Chinese. Of course, they were traditional characters, and the rest were in both Chinese and English.
Overall, it was very much like the old Hong Kong and Taiwan style, which was very different from the city of Binhai City.
The roads in Chinatown were narrow and inconvenient to drive, so Zhang Zian parked the car on the side of the road and used the meter that could be seen everywhere to collect fees. He got out of the car with the elfins and walked the streets.
The most common place in Chinatown was not restaurants, but Chinese pharmacies. Almost every few steps, one would come across a pharmacy, which had a strong smell of Chinese medicine wafting out.
In addition, many shops selling snacks placed the things they sold outside the window to attract the smell of pedestrians coming and going.
"It smells so good!" Snowy Lionet licked its mouth and stopped behind Fina. It stared intently at the shop next to it, drooling.
It was a butcher shop. The shop was brightly lit, and the business was quite prosperous. From time to time, customers came in and out. The shop sold raw meat and cooked meat products. Roasted turkeys and roast ducks were hanging on iron hooks, shining with a dreamy luster in the sun. They were on the other side of the window, almost within reach.
In addition, there was a lot of fresh meat, which was arranged in various transparent refrigerated cabinets.
Outside the shop window, there were billboards to attract business. They were similar to "This Shop's New Breed: Wild Mountain Pork," "This Shop's New Breed: Wild Venison," and so on.
"Mountain pork, venison … I don't think I've eaten them yet." Snowy Lionet clearly hinted, hooking the corner of Zhang Zian's trousers with its claws. If he forced his legs to move, the trousers would split.
"Didn't you already have breakfast? And you ate a lot! " Zhang Zian looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He whispered, "The pork and venison sold in this shop are all raw. I can't go shopping with a bag of raw meat, can I?"
"Meow meow meow! I just want to eat raw meat! Cooked meat is not delicious, it's full of the taste of MSG! Besides, that's not pork, it's mountain pork! "Snowy Lionet didn't give up. It couldn't move when it smelled the raw meat.
"What's the difference?"
Zhang Zian didn't believe that the pork was real mountain pork. It was most likely that they found some domestic pork with a higher muscle content to imitate it. The same was true for venison. How expensive would it be if it was wild?
"I don't care! I want to eat it! "Snowy Lionet said stubbornly." Otherwise, I'll pull off your pants in front of everyone! "
"Zian, since it wants to eat, let it eat. It's okay to buy less. Let it have a taste." Old Time Tea couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to persuade him.
"Okay then …" Zhang Zian reluctantly agreed.
In fact, Snowy Lionet couldn't eat much. It had breakfast in the morning, so it could eat at most two or three ounces of raw meat. The main reason was that Zhang Zian didn't want to go shopping with raw meat. If he met a beautiful girl, she would mistake him for a family cook.
The meat was too fragrant, and the other elfins were also a little hungry, especially Fina. It was too embarrassed to take the initiative to ask, but when Zhang Zian said he wanted to enter the shop, it ran first.
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