MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 227

"Long time no see, Brother Chu! Did you bring a gift back?"

"Oh, little boss, you're back, I've been waiting for you for half a month, and you can subdue my baby. Do you see how dirty it is?"

As soon as An Yinong came back, the neighbors sent blessings, and customers also sent to make an appointment. Just one morning, most of the furry children who signed up for a bath were still mutant pets after three days.

But An Yinong didn't touch anyone, first to appease Jingzhe. But Jing Zhe was still unhappy and ignored him.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong." An Yinong took out the prepared high-quality mutant beast meat, "This is a gift I brought back, forgive me. I really should What I told you was that it happened suddenly and I couldn't contact you."

"Meow!" You liar!

Han Yu held the glass jar in one hand and watched An Yinong coax Jingzhe coldly, feeling inexplicably unhappy that his wife was taken away by the child: he had never coaxed himself like this.

Only the second baby octopus is naively blowing bubbles in the glass tank.

I made a barbecue with a bunch of exotic animal meat, and finally coaxed Jing Zhe. But Jing Zhe still didn't like this new friend. As soon as An Yinong staggered his eyes, he slapped the fish tank on the ground with one paw.

The little octopus thought it was playing with itself, and it flew up with the fish tank and water, and flew back to its original position. It blew bubbles in it: fun and fun.

Jing Zhe:…

But no matter how fast and powerful it is, that fish tank can always appear on stage unharmed in the next second, and there is also a defiant-looking bubble-spitting octopus.

"Meow!"

"Brother Chu, what, what should I do?" Xiao Wu's voice trembled, and he really didn't know what to do when faced with this situation.

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, let them be." An Yinong shrugged and took time to drink water.

"By the way, why are all the mutant pets coming here recently?" It's not that mutant pets are bad, but it's too dense. Could it be that the mutant association promoted him?

Xiao Wu returned to his senses, afraid of turning into gossip in a second: "Brother Chu!"

"Speak well."

"Brother Chu, you are famous, you don't know how famous you are!"

"What?" An Yinong took a teacup and leaned over to look, and he saw the pet forum in the city, and the top post that went viral had a 'the man favored by mutant animals'.

There are countless small question marks on his head: what is this all about?

"There are too many threads in it, so you don't have to read it, in short, everyone who keeps mutant pets in this city knows that you have a special way to deal with mutant pets, and how fierce mutant animals come to you. Just like grandson. And after these fierce mutant pets take a bath and talk with you, their tempers are much better when they go back."

Xiao Wu, like the storyteller, talked about how much shock he had caused to the hard-working **** shovel officer when he bathed the mutant pet and talked. They all recognize him now, and only choose the right one, not the expensive one!

"Loss." An Yinong clapped his hands, "Come on, change the price list, and adjust the bathing price of mutant pets to four times that of normal pets."

"Ah? Is this the price adjustment?"

"Tune!"

"How are you?"

As soon as the price list was changed, a new guest came, a young boy on crutches. His eyes were wrapped in gauze, and he was holding a guide dog that had been splashed with dirty oil: "Is this a pet grooming shop?"

An Yinong glanced at his watch, it was time to get off work: "Yes, please come in. Xiao Wu, you go back first, I'll take this one."

Xiao Wu was so hungry that his stomach growled, he nodded: "Then I'll go first."

"Hello." The young boy stood at the door cautiously, "Can the dirty things on my Beibei be washed off?"

"Yes." An Yinong stretched out his hand, the guide dog wanted to come over, but he couldn't help but look back at the owner.

"You are a large dog, and the cleaning fee is one hundred." Working dogs do not pursue shape, and there is no need for shearing.

"Okay." He fumbled to the sofa and sat down carefully.

"The guest has been here before?"

The young boy shook his head: "No. I met a kind lady in front of me and said that there is a pet grooming shop here."

"Please wait a moment." An Yinong poured him a cup of tea, and then led the guide dog. This is a golden retriever, but a layer of black dirty oil has been poured on it, and it looks a little embarrassed.

Such dirty oil can only be dissolved and cleaned by the method of 'oiling oil'. This golden retriever was splashed with dirty oil on such a large area that it needed to use up a lot of vegetable oil and body wash. This order was a loss-making business.

An Yinong shook his head and smiled.

Having put on the hood and mask, and rubber gloves, he started pouring vegetable oil, massaging to dissolve the dirty oil on it.

"How old is the little guy?"

"Ouch!"

"Three years old, already a young man."

The young boy can't see, his hearing is compensatory, so the conversations that are not loud in the bathroom can be heard clearly.

Bebe seems very happy, I can feel it by listening to the sound.

The young boy couldn't help but clenched the crutches tightly, and there was a kind of sadness that his partner only expressed his goodwill towards others. But this kind of sadness was only fleeting, and he was happier to find a pet grooming shop that would be gentle with Beibei.

"Yinong." Han Yu pushed open the door and entered, but saw the guests sitting on the sofa, and the sound of water in the bathroom. He looked up at the time, and sure enough it was timed out again, it was too easy to soften his heart.

"Meow." Jing Zhe glanced at him, jumped onto the coffee table, the glass coffee table shook, and the small goldfish bowl above was shot out by its paw, and appeared in front of him in the next second.

The little octopus purred bubbles, as if shouting 'come again', Jing Zhe's entire face turned green.

'Bang Bang', bypassing the noisy Dabao Erbao, Han Yu walked over with the ingredients he just bought, and knocked twice on the bathroom door: "How about eating steak today? ?"

Only when An Yinong found out that he was back, he turned his head and smiled brightly. Although his mouth was blocked, his eyes were full of stars.

"Welcome home."

When the guide dog Beibei came out clean, it was already two hours later, and it took too much time to remove the dirty oil.

"Babe."

The young boy shouted, and the guide dog ran over and squatted obediently at his feet. He skillfully put a collar on it, and then touched the smooth and flowing hair: "Thank you boss."

An Yinong took off his mask: "You're welcome."

The boy was using an old button cell phone, so he gave cash. He hadn't received cash for a long time, and he almost forgot what money looked like.

"You just had surgery on your eye?"

The young boy smiled slightly: "Yeah."

Looking at his expression, it seems that there is not much hope for the outcome of the operation.

"Now that medicine is so advanced, I hope you can see your eyes again soon."

Suddenly receiving blessings and encouragement from strangers, the young boy smiled again: "Thank you."

Sending off the last guest, An Yinong cleaned the bathroom before going upstairs. It was almost eight o'clock.

Han Yu seems to have counted the time for him to close the shop, and is standing in front of the stove frying steak. He is about 1.8 meters tall, wearing an off-white plaid bottom, and an apron painted with creamy yellow fish, with his sleeves rolled up, and he has a different kind of home charm.

An Yinong quietly approached and hung on him: "Ayu." Han Yu ignored him, and he shouted again: "Age."

Han Yu had to turn her head: "It's so late, I think I'll have to take you to see a stomach problem sooner or later."

"Sorry, I'm not going to do this next time."

"That's what I said last time." Han Yu turned to look at the smoking steak on the iron pan, "Wash your hands and sit well, and the oil will splash on you later."

"Order!" He rolled to wash his hands numbly, and then sat down at the small dining table, where knives, forks and spoons were already set.

It only takes three or four minutes to fry the steak, and soon Han Yu will fry two steaks and put them on a plate to cover the meat. On the iron plate is a small piece of steak sprinkled with only a little salt, which is prepared for Jingzhe and octopus, taste it.

"Dad Han is really a good man at home." An Yinong raised Jing Zhe's claws and pretended that this was what Jing Zhe said.

"Ah." The meat woke up, Han Yu cut a small piece and sent it to An Yinong's mouth, "How does it taste?"

"Hmm..." The crispy charred shell is filled with tender beef and rich gravy. Because it is full of snowflake oil, it tastes like a milky aroma. The just right aroma of black pepper and sea salt sets off the aroma of beef. , and has a faint scent of herbs, perfect.

"If you make this meat, the cow is not dead in vain." An Yinong said sincerely.

That sounds okay.

Two steaks have been placed on the plate, one is the eye meat core that An Yinong likes, tender, and the other is the sirloin that Han Yu likes, chewy.

On the bone china plate there are also roasted carrot pieces, potato pieces, asparagus, and a piece of soft fried egg. The oil in the steak pan before is added with other things to make the sauce directly .

"It's fragrant." An Yinong came over and brought the plate. Han Yu took out the baked garlic butter bread slices from the oven, poured cream mushroom soup, and arranged a fruit platter.

The second batch of fried steaks was cut into pieces with a sharp knife, placed on two small plates, and sent to Jingzhe and Octopus respectively. These two are carnivorous animals, so there is no vegetable seasoning.

An Yinong couldn't wait to start, he used both the knife and fork, the one in his mouth just went down, and the one on the fork had already been delivered. From the devouring gesture he could tell how satisfied he was with the dinner.

Jing Zhe on the side also buried his head in the basin, his stomach is not hungry, so he will beat his teeth for this bit of beef. But because of its delicious taste, it looks similar to its owner.

Han Yu bites the crispy and delicious slices of bread, and then drinks the thick mushroom cream soup, this family's few mouthfuls seem to be the best compliment to his cooking skills, and the sense of accomplishment can be compared to the design of new machinery.

Small restaurant, the aroma and warmth of the food quietly surrounds.

The next morning.

"Ding ding." Not knowing whose phone was ringing, An Yinong squinted one eye and looked at the window. A few rays of sunlight leaked through the slits in the curtains, as if to remind him to get up for work.

He yawned, stretched his arms out of the quilt, and found the phone on the bedside table that had been charged overnight.

"Who is it?" Han Yu's sleepy voice came from beside him. He didn't open his eyes, he turned around and put his arms around An Yinong's waist and pressed it tightly.

"Don't make trouble." An Yinong pushed him, "It's my grandmother."

Han Yu opened his eyes and was fully awake, but he didn't let go: "You take it, I promise not to make a sound."

An Yinong answered: "Hello? Grandma?"

"My good grandson, grandma just got scammed."

"Ah? What?" This sentence made An Yinong sober, "What scam?"

"Hey, let your little aunt tell you."

Now, he also said that there are benefits that are connected to your grandmother's citizen card, no money for medical treatment, a pension of 8,000 a month, and a medical examination twice a year... Anyway, I said a lot.

"Liar!"

An Yinong shook for a while, listening to the little aunt continue to say viciously: "Now the liars are getting more and more outrageous. They know how to deceive the elderly. What is the treatment of mutants when we don't You know? That's just extra points for the police test, and even the family number? Humph!"

"What..." An Yinong touched his nose, "It's true."