Hearing that the white dog said it was poisoned by the workers in the landfill, Zhang Zian had guessed what it was going to say later, so he was not too surprised to learn that the white dog wanted to lead the stray dog ​​out of the landfill.

But where can so many dogs be moved? Where can I find enough food besides landfills?

In addition, there is another important reason why the white dog wants to move out of the landfill, which is that summer is coming, and the already sour and smelly landfill can almost make people faint. There are mosquitoes and flies everywhere, and bacteria are growing. Many dogs have fallen down after falling sick.

"My first choice is Binhai City, of course." Baigou continued.

"Haha, dreaming in the daytime!" Vladimir shouted decisively, "Binhai City is the territory of proletarian cats, you lackeys can't get involved!"

Seeing that he was about to talk again, Zhang Zi'an interrupted in advance: "Don't consider Binhai City for now. You are facing a catastrophe that may come at any time, but Binhai City cannot be occupied by you if you want to, let's not talk about it... Vladimir and its stray cats would not agree. Even humans would definitely panic when they see so many stray dogs pouring into the city at once. At that time, people will probably take extreme measures. If you kindly bring stray dogs into the city, it is tantamount to taking them to death."

"I have considered it, so I can also accept the temporary compromise method. I want to ask if you have any suitable candidate locations." said the White Dog.

"Candidate locations... As long as they are not in the city, there are actually many candidate locations, but the question is, how do you plan to solve your food?" Zhang Zian asked the most critical question.

Food is the most important thing for people. Any animal must first meet the needs of food and drink before talking about something else.

The white dog was silent and said for a while: "I don't know either, maybe I can only steal and rob."

"Dogs can't change their shit!" Vladimir sneered, "Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, do you know?"

"Haha, you stupid cats are like farming on their own, and aren't you begging for humans?" The white dog retorted.

Zhang Zian had a headache. They were simply enemies from their previous lives, and any word could start to quarrel.

"Well! Wait a minute! Actually, I have a way to do the food issue." He pulled back to the topic.

The white dog was surprised and happy, "You? What's your solution?"

It wants to believe it, but it really can't believe it, because it wants to break its head and can't think of any good way to solve the food problem, because there are too many stray dogs, whether it is stealing or robbing, it is a drop in the bucket.

"There is indeed a solution. Although it was just figured out, I think it is feasible. Just as Vladimir said, "It is better to be self-reliant than to ask others, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."

Zhang Zian pulled the car door.

"You want to get out of the car? Be careful that this dog bites you!" Vladimir warned that he saw his intention.

"Hmph." The white dog turned his head disdainfully.

"No." Zhang Zian opened the car door and got out of the car. He had this confidence.

Judging from the performance of the white dog before, it has a big view of the situation and values ​​the lives of its companions very much. It even would rather take risks on its own. So after hearing that there is a solution to food, it will not choose to start a sudden attack at this time.

But Vladimir didn't trust the white dog at all, and followed Zhang Zi'an out of the car, lifted one of his front paws and said, "You'd better know more, otherwise you will try the sanctions of the Meow Meow's iron fist!"

"Haha!" The white dog squatted on the ground, raised one of his front paws and rubbed his forehead, "I won't be as good as you, a stupid cat today. I'll let you taste the power of my iron head another day!"

Zhang Zi'an covered his nose and walked into a pile of garbage, looking for something he had accidentally caught when he was driving the drone to fly by.

White Dog and Vladimir stared at each other like cockfighting. Once the other party has any abnormal movement, they may fight at any time.

"What are you doing?" Bai Dog asked.

"It's all your business!" Vladimir shouted, "Don't think of any bad ideas!"

"I'm looking for something I just saw, and that thing should be the key to solving the problem." Zhang Zian replied.

The white dog was even more confused. What could be found in the garbage dump? It lived in landfills with stray dogs, digging food in the garbage dump all day long. It never thought that such a powerful thing could be found in the garbage dump...

The concept of things in the garbage dump = garbage is deeply rooted.

"Ah, I found it." He said to himself.

A dog and a cat looked away and looked at him at the same time. The former was full of doubt, while the latter was born curious.

Zhang Zi'an used his feet to pull off other trash that was in trouble, bent down and picked up a... a color-printed cardboard box, with a transparent plastic piece on the box, and the contents inside could be seen through the plastic piece.

"Just this? Can this solve the food and drink problems of hundreds of brothers?"

Not to mention that Bai Gou doesn't believe it, even Vladimir thinks it is unreliable. How could such a cheap thing be so powerful?

"Don't underestimate this thing." Zhang Zi'an observed carefully. The outer packaging was intact and there was a little stain. It would be fine to wipe it.

"You know what this is?" He lowered the cardboard boxes and let them see what's inside through the transparent plastic sheets.

White Dog: "...a plastic villain full of lust?"

The outside of the box is full of Japanese and inside is a girl's three-dimensional model, which is called a figure by some professionals. Her eyes are very large and her face is very low. The identification of her identity depends entirely on her signature clothes and hair color.

In addition, it has to be mentioned that there are very few clothes on her body, and her top is almost unable to hold on to her breasts that are not proportional. Her two bare thighs are deliberately spread apart, and both eyes and movements are full of temptation.

She stood on a round plastic chassis and proudly showed the audience her proud figure.

The white dog sighed and said, "The world is getting worse and worse, but people's hearts are not as good as before. In the past, they used to open their underwear and look for their butts, but now they are trying to find their underwear..."

"It is this kind of plastic villain that seems inconspicuous to you. It is sold to dead houses as almost brand new on second-hand transactions. Each can be sold for almost a few hundred yuan. If converted into dog food, it can be eaten for at least two or three months. If calculated based on the wholesale price of dog food, it can be eaten for a longer time." Zhang Zian said the impactful fact.

"ah?"

Both the White Dog and Vladimir stared in surprise and said in unison: "Are those dead houses fools?"

"If there is demand, there is a market." Zhang Zi'an shrugged, "The point is that this garbage dump may be full of treasures. You just lack a pair of insights to recognize goods. For example, this figure model, although I don't know how it fell into the garbage dump, I can try to guess that it might be a dead house with a lot of such things. One day he bumped into a dog's luck and had a girlfriend, or a female relative like a mother, a sister, or a female, who came to check the room for many days. If this was not the case, if the dead house stayed up late and suddenly died while playing games, the body might be stinking and would be called to the police by the neighbors. In short, women saw these... in their eyes, they couldn't bear to see the erotic figure, and they got angry on the spot, and for the sake of

Let the dead house return to normal life, or face the figure girl's figure, and decisively throw the figures into the garbage dump when the dead house is away, and then wander around here... Of course, there is another possibility, when the dead house is in the sage mode, he tried to get out of the house for the 101st time, and threw away the figures to make up his mind. Although this situation 99.99% will regret and pick up the figures and end up, it may be that day that day, and the garbage truck came one step earlier. When the dead house ran downstairs wearing slippers and shorts, the cleaning truck had already transported the thrown figures away, leaving the dead house kneeling on the ground and crying loudly at the back of the garbage truck... "

Zhang Zi'an talked endlessly, and both Bai Dog and Vladimir were stunned.
Chapter completed!