In the hand of the visitor, there were several thick iron chains.

At the other end of the chain, there is a dog tied.

These dogs are all sturdy and have shiny coats. You can tell at a glance that the owners take good care of them.

Over there, the shopkeeper's fart came near the man. He was afraid of the dogs, so he didn't dare to come forward.

From a distance away, he greeted with a smile: "Sir, what do you need?"

At this moment, the dishes on Yang Ruoqing's table began to be served one after another, and the rich aroma wafted over.

The dogs couldn't stand the temptation and became restless one after another, jumping and jumping in the man's hands.

The iron chain made a long series of crashing sounds, and the man had to tighten the iron chain to prevent the dogs from rushing out.

"Shopkeeper, give me the best dish you have here and I'll serve it to you," he said loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" the shopkeeper promised.

The fat man said again: "By the way, let me give you another bowl of longevity noodles. This is my family's second birthday, and I have to celebrate it properly!"

He patted the head of one of the big dogs and said proudly.

The shopkeeper also glanced at the big dog and nodded again: "Okay, okay, sir, please take a seat. I'll get ready right now!"

At the table on Yang Ruoqing's side, Xiao Yaxue couldn't help but laugh.

"It's common to pet dogs, but it's the first time in this town that you bring your dog to the inn to celebrate your birthday with such a big fanfare!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "That fat man looks like a playboy at first glance, with no knowledge or skills."

Xiao Yaxue nodded, "I guess the family had a lot of money, so he worked hard."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head.

"Let's eat what's ours and stop talking about others."

He has money, loves his dog, and has nothing to do with them.

At the table here, everyone raised their chopsticks and got ready to use it.

I was on the road almost all day today, and I ate a few mouthfuls of dry food on the way, but I still couldn't find a town where I could supply supplies.

At the end of the night, everyone was hungry.

Everyone raised their chopsticks and started eating. Yang Ruoqing was still thinking about Zhuiyun in the carriage while eating.

They went into the inn to eat, while Zhuiyun stayed in the carriage to guard their luggage.

After eating for a while, I have to bring it a roasted chicken alone to make sure it doesn't go hungry.

There was a lively meal at the table here, and at the next table, the fat man and his dogs were also having a good time.

The iron chains clattered, and some of the dogs were standing on the ground, while others were squatting on stools.

Wagging their tails, some went to touch the table, and some went to touch the fat man's face.

All in all, my brother and I had a reunion dinner together, and the atmosphere was so cheerful!

"Woof woof!"

Suddenly, a dog barked twice.

Yang Ruoqing didn't take it seriously and continued to eat the chicken wings in her hand.

"Woof woof woof, woof woof!"

The dog barked even more fiercely, its voice almost sounded like Yang Ruoqing's.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing realize that it was eyeing the chicken wings in her hand.

I looked at the chicken wings in my hand, then at the dog's expectant eyes, and at the tongue that kept licking the corners of its mouth.

Yang Ruoqing was hesitant whether to give it the chicken wings.

At this moment, the fat man spoke up.

"Wangcai, this is your fault!"

"Although you like eating chicken wings very much, and you look at the chicken wings in other people's hands with sincerity. But those chicken wings don't belong to us because we didn't buy them with money."

"It's chicken wings that someone else bought with money. They belong to someone else. We don't have to worry about other people's things!"

"Woof woof!"

The fat man responded with two barks from Wangcai. He twisted his body and looked at the chicken wings in Yang Ruoqing's hand, still looking dumbfounded.

When the fat man saw this, his face dropped.

"Wangcai, I have ordered a feast for you, and the chef in the backyard is cooking it."

"If you continue to covet other people's chicken wings like this and don't give me face, I'm going to punish you!"

The dog called Wangcai obviously does not have a very high IQ.

Fatty had communicated with it so much, but still couldn't get it to look away.

She stared eagerly at the chicken wings in Yang Ruoqing's hand, so anxious that she wanted to pounce on them.

"Okay, I'll just chew it for you. Don't look at me like that, it makes me panic."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and threw the chicken wings over.

The fat man waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, I'm not short of money..."

Before he finished speaking, Wangcai straightened up and caught the chicken wing thrown from mid-air.

Then he lay down on the ground, tilted his head and ate it with relish, and made a few satisfied hums from his mouth from time to time.

The fat man's face immediately turned red.

"Wangcai, can't you give me some encouragement?"

He lowered his voice and looked speechless about Wangcai.

Here, Yang Ruoqing said: "Food is the most important thing for people, let alone a dog? You demand so much from it, this is demanding."

The fat man looked up at Yang Ruoqing and smiled.

"Hey, that makes sense!"

At this moment, the dishes from Fatty's table were also served.

Good guy, a big plate of duck, a whole chicken, a peeled goose...

"Come on, come on, everyone, sit down and let's celebrate your birthday together!"

The fat man carried all his dogs onto the stool, and stood up, pretending to be serving their meals.

Give this dog a chicken leg, and give that dog a duck neck.

"Eat slowly, don't choke, it's all worth it..."

He watched patiently from the side and gave a few words of advice from time to time.

This made other diners in the lobby, including Yang Ruoqing, stunned.

This guy is really kind to these dogs.

I wonder if he can serve his parents so wholeheartedly?

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.

At this moment, a customer at the table over there couldn't help but raise a question.

"This is a restaurant for people to eat. The bowls, chopsticks and plates are all prepared for people."

"It's disgusting that you let these bastards eat like this. We won't even dare to come to this restaurant next time. The bowl of chopsticks has been licked by dogs!"

The customer said loudly.

When the fat man heard this, he became anxious.

"Master, I spent money to cover this table of meals, and naturally the dishes and chopsticks are also included."

"I can afford the money, and the shopkeeper doesn't hesitate. Why do you want a poor guy like you to talk too much?" The fat man shot back unequivocally.

The customer took advantage of the large crowd and drank several more glasses of wine, which made him lose his temper.

"A dog is a dog, and a beast is a beast. A dog sits on a chair and pretends to be human. No matter how rich you are, you are still a dog!"

In this case, the area of ​​insinuation is quite large...

The fat man was annoyed, and his eyes, which were squeezed into slits by the fat, were suddenly filled with anger.

"You poor thing is just jealous that I am richer than you, and my dog ​​has a better life than you!"
Chapter completed!