Chapter 1673: Modern God of Cookery VS Netwen Dashen 7

Chapter 1673: Modern God of Cookery VS Netwen Dashen 7

"Did they get up so early?"

"Don't worry, everyone here wakes up very early, it's seven or eight now."

The other party's house was an iron gate, and Shu Ange stood at the door and shouted, "Aunt Wang."

In the yard, the dog barked barked.

Aunt Wang smiled back: "Is it Xiaodie? Wait a minute. I'll open the door right now."

The door opened. Aunt Wang was about 40 years old, with short hair and a fat body. She looked very rich in facial features.

"Did you bring a little brother here today?"

"This is my newly moved neighbor. He is the one who wants to take care of the puppy. Can you hold the puppy today?"

"Okay, come and choose, they are all puppies raised by themselves, and it's quite refreshing to save three."

Aunt Wang welcomed people in enthusiastically, and Jiang Haichao said seriously, "Thank you!"

"Yo, you're welcome, the young man is really polite, much better than the young people in our village."

Aunt Wang praised Jiang Haichao, and he bowed his head shyly.

There are three dogs in total, one with black and white flowers, one with pure black, and one with tawny fur.

The three puppies are grandmothers, their eyes are half-closed, snuggling up beside the bitch.

The **** stared warily at the two strangers, hunched over and growled.

Aunt Wang took the **** away first, and then let them look at the puppies: "Look, these three dogs are all good looking. Xiao Hei is the strongest, Xiao Huang is the smartest, and Black and White is the smallest."

"I want to raise a little black dog. I had a black dog when I was a child, and I have more affection for black dogs."

Jiang Haichao didn't hesitate and made a choice.

"Row."

Aunt Wang picked up the black dog and stuffed it into Jiang Haichao's arms.

"Xiaohei will give it to you. I will take good care of it in the future. When I grow up, I can hold it and let my family Dajin take a look."

Dajin is the dog raised by Aunt Wang, and Jiang Haichao is very moved by her enthusiasm.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang, this is my new dessert, you can try it."

Shu Ange thanked him and took out a box of snacks from his backpack.

"Hey, it's embarrassing to eat Xiaodie's snacks every time."

"Ha, you can accept it. This mung bean noodle is made with the new mung beans you sent."

Jiang Haichao also thanked him, the puppy whimpered and struggled in his arms, obviously not used to it.

He carefully adjusted his posture and stroked the puppy's back with his hand: "Good, go back and feed you."

Speaking of breastfeeding, Jiang Haichao raised his head and asked Aunt Wang, "Can the puppy only drink milk now?"

Aunt Wang waved her hand: "You can feed milk or porridge. We are not as particular about raising dogs in rural areas as people in the city, and we have to buy dog ​​food and fresh meat. When the dogs grow up, what do you eat? Feed some leftovers. Just give it."

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

After holding the puppy at Aunt Wang's house, Shu Ange took Jiang Haichao to Aunt Song's house to visit again.

Aunt Song was sweeping the floor at the door. After seeing Shu Ange, she said with a smile: "Xiao Die is here, is she here to catch the goose? The little guys have been very energetic these days, and the aunt specially chose two for you. "

She put down her broom and grabbed Shu Ange's arm enthusiastically, as if she had just seen Jiang Haichao.

"Who is this guy, his face looks a little raw."

"My neighbor Xiaojiang, he came to hug the dog and watch the goose with me by the way."

"You're Aunt Wang's dog. This kid has fine skin and tender meat. At first glance, it's from the city, and it's different from our country."

Jiang Haichao hurriedly explained: "Auntie, I also grew up in the countryside when I was a child. I have spent a lot of time in the house in the past few years, and I just covered it up."

"You guys are quite polite, let's all come in."

Aunt Song raised seven or eight big geese, and they just hatched a nest of goslings.

The big goose is super strong. After seeing the two people, it rushed towards them in a hurry, and Aunt Song drove the goose away.

Jiang Haichao was startled. When he was a child, he was chased across two streets by geese, but now he still has some lingering fears when he looks at these majestic geese.

"Come on, Xiaodie, this is the little goose I left for you."

Aunt Song was considerate and put the two little geese in a cardboard box.

The two goslings were about the size of an adult's slap, each with their heads held high, looking full of energy.

"Thank you, Aunt Song, this is the jade mung bean cake I made. I'll give you a box to taste."

Aunt Song insisted not to accept the goose money, and Shu Ange made snacks in return.

"I'll trouble you to make dim sum again. Let me tell you, my granddaughter and grandson liked the dim sum you made. Two mud monkeys, every time they heard something from Xiaodie sister, they went crazy. They went to the city. , next time I come over, I will carry them to thank you."

"What's there to thank? A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Aunt Song, you have helped me a lot."

After finishing the work, Shu Ange held the cardboard box, Jiang Haichao held his little milk dog, and the two walked back together.

When seeing the villagers, Shu Ange greeted her with a smile, and the other party was also very enthusiastic towards her, and some people took the initiative to ask about Jiang Haichao.

Along the way, he was full of emotion: "I didn't expect you to be so popular here, and you have met so many people in just one month."

Shu Ange tilted his head and smiled: "Everyone is very kind. I often come out to exercise. I can't see it when I look up, and I'll get used to it slowly. How long do you plan to stay here?"

Jiang Haichao thought for a while: "I plan to live for three months or half a year. In winter, some want to go to Hainan. I am a bit afraid of the cold."

"It's also good, the air in Hainan is fresh and there is no smog." Shu Ange nodded in agreement.

When he came home with the little milk dog, Jiang Haichao happily teased its two hot little paws and shrieked at him.

"What name should I give you? The protagonist of my new book has a flame beast, so let's call you Xiaohuo."

The puppy whimpered and arched Jiang Haichao with his nose. He looked around the empty room: "Oops!"

He didn't expect to bring the puppy back so quickly. He didn't prepare anything to eat, and he didn't know where to buy milk powder here.

The nearest small shop is said to be at the other end of the village.

Jiang Haichao hadn't been there yet. After thinking about it, he decided to ask his new neighbor for help.

Fluttershy is kind and enthusiastic, I believe she will lend a helping hand.

Holding the puppy, Jiang Haichao walked to the neighbor's door and knocked on the door: "Xiaodie, Xiaodie."

Shu Ange opened the door and welcomed Jiang Haichao in: "Please come in, what's the matter?"

"I'm sorry to trouble you again. Do you know where there is a shop in the village? I want to buy some milk powder for the little thing. Yes, I named it Xiaohuo, the fire of the flame."

To name a pure black puppy Xiaohuo, Jiang Haichao's taste is really unusual.

"It's a very good name. It takes about half an hour to walk from here to the milk powder shop. If you don't mind, I have milk powder for small milk dogs to drink. I'll give you some first, after you buy it online. , and then feed your little fire."