After Roger signed the confidentiality agreement, Charles paid him part of the money in advance as the dog trainer's salary. Roger greedily counted the money, and then carefully put it in his pocket.
Duncan lovingly stroked the German Shepherd's nape, and his eyes were as gentle as when he was looking at a lover or a child.
"Eat more, my dear, eat more," he said.
Charles pointed at the door and ordered Roger to leave. "You can go now. A new movie is about to start shooting tomorrow. Take your dog and report to the crew."
Roger glanced at the steak and red wine on the table again, and shamelessly begged, "Mr. Charles, it's noon now. I want to have lunch before I leave. Is that okay? As a new employee of the company, I should be able to get a free lunch, right? "
Charles looked at him with disgust, and after a while, he shouted in the direction of the kitchen, "Prepare two lunches for our guest!"
Roger quickly sat down at the table, opposite the German Shepherd, and happily said, "I also want the same, fried steak with onion and red wine! The steak is medium well, and I like it with blood! "
What?
What did they just mention?
With tears in its eyes, a sensitive nerve was affected, and it could not help but raise its head in surprise. It had been looking at the German Shepherd, and did not pay attention to the food on the plate.
Only then did it realize that the plate was filled with onion fried steak with broccoli and mushrooms. The delicious and juicy steak was fried just right. With every bite, the rich aroma of butter wafted out, making one salivate. However, that was not the problem. The problem was the onion, which was the main ingredient of fried steak!
Before, Famous did not know the secret of onions. Thanks to Guan Biao, the former pyrotechnician of the crew, and Zhang Zian later explained to it, Famous knew that onions were poisonous to dogs, and the disulfide in onions could cause hemolysis in dogs.
Charles ignored Roger, and politely said to Duncan, "Mr. Duncan, we have recently changed a chef, and his best dish is this fried steak with onion. Does it suit your dog's taste?"
Duncan nodded with satisfaction and said approvingly, "It likes it very much."
"That's great." Charles smiled from ear to ear. "According to the chef, onions and red wine can be said to be a perfect match. It can not only remove the unpleasant stench of onions, but also retain its spicy aroma. The aroma of wine, grapes, and onions can be fused together. Coupled with a meticulously cooked steak, there is nothing more delicious in the world. If the poodle likes it, I'll have them make it for her every day. "
"Yes." Duncan nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Charles. You are very thoughtful."
The chef's cooking was excellent, and his beloved dog really liked this dish. Except for the leftover broccoli, the onions, the steak, and the red wine in the glass were almost all gone.
"Don't eat that! Don't eat it! Don't eat onions! "
Famous suddenly roared. It wanted to warn the German Shepherd not to continue eating this dish. Although it would be fine for a while, in fact, the disulfide had quietly entered its body and was about to kill the red blood cells in the blood, thus causing an acute hemolysis reaction and even harm the bone marrow.
Obviously, people in this era did not realize the harm of onions to dogs. They just offered the best food they could to this star German Shepherd.
Apart from the dosage, it was a hooligan to talk about toxicity. The size of this German Shepherd was not small. Eating the onions on the plate would probably not be fatal, but if it ate them today and continued to eat them tomorrow, the disulfide would continue to accumulate in its body. With the poor medical level of this era, once there was hematuria, there was basically nothing that could be done.
Famous's loud and wild barking made Duncan frown in disgust.
"A country dog is a country dog. Even if it looks like our big star, its manners are not the same. Our big star never barks." Charles smiled. "13 is probably greedy for the fried steak with onions and wants to eat a few bites. I can understand. Which dog doesn't like meat? "
"But that's impossible." Duncan snorted. "How can a stand-in receive the same treatment as the protagonist?"
"Yes, that's right." Charles agreed and turned to scold Roger, "Did I pay you to watch the show here? Tell your dog to shut its mouth! "
Roger jumped up from his chair and rushed to Famous. With a ferocious look, he threatened, "Shut up! Stop barking! If you keep barking, I'll peel your skin! "
Famous still tried to stop Roger, but the German Shepherd had already eaten up all the onions and steak. It left the table and was lying on the carpet lazily to digest the food. Famous knew that it was futile to dissuade Roger. No one in this world could understand what it was saying, and this was destined to happen in history.
Seeing that Famous had stopped barking, Roger sat back at the table.
Just then, the chef came over with a dining cart.
Charles walked to the dining cart and took two plates from the cart. He put one in front of Roger and the other in front of Famous.
"As a stand-in, this is the only thing you deserve to eat," he said.
There was a ham and cheese sandwich on each plate.
Roger stared at his sandwich. Although he felt humiliated, he was really hungry. Finally, he picked up the sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth. After eating a few mouthfuls, he noticed that there were a few pieces of broccoli and some gravy left on the steak plate. He swaggered over and, ignoring Duncan and Charles' disdainful eyes, dipped the bread of the sandwich into the gravy, and swallowed it with relish.
Famous looked at the sandwich. The food was pitifully small. It was even shabbier than the fried steak with onions, but at least it was not poisonous.
It lowered its head and ate the sandwich.
Among the elfins, Famous admired Old Time Tea's strength and fortitude the most. Old Time Tea never flinched in the face of anything, even if it had to sacrifice its life. As long as Old Time Tea thought it was right, it would go forward even if there were thousands of people.
Famous had escaped before. It would rather forget everything to escape from its nightmarish past. But this time, it decided not to escape anymore. It wanted to live in this world, witness everything with its own eyes, and face its own demons. If it didn't defeat its demons, it couldn't become an angel.
"That's right. It has to recognize its own identity." Charles and Duncan looked at each other and smiled. They thought that Famous had surrendered to its fate.
Duncan looked at his watch and said goodbye to Charles, "I'll go back first. My dog still has a big harem to pamper. I can't remember how many times it's going to be a father."
Charles personally saw Duncan and his dog out.
Before closing the door, Duncan's dog let out a loud, onion-flavored burp.
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