1338 Scavenging (2/2)

Zhang Zian nodded. ”I can help.”

”I won't let you do this for nothing. I will pay you a certain agent fee on a prorated basis. In addition, we will need your help to buy food and water. We also don't know what is worth money, so you need to help us identify it.”

The white dog seemed to have made up his mind. He also didn't want his comrades to live day by day, from one meal to another. It may be better to always have something to do. If, by doing so properly, they could get some money to buy clean food and water, that would be the best.

”Well, I will try.”

Zhang Zian did not reject the proposal, as he could not possibly be a charity and help them for nothing. It would not last for a very long time. The enthusiasm definitely would not last. Even if he was willing to work without pay, he would not be able to do it all by himself. He would definitely have to ask the staff to help or even employ more help. To do that, he certainly must pay.

However, it was also interesting to think about it. If this method was feasible, it could not only solve the stray dogs' livelihood problem but also solve the problem of what stray dogs...did?

If they were picking up bottles and searching through rubbish every day, where would they have time to steal chickens and harass the surrounding residents?

Whether it was a dog or a human, there was always a desire for a more comfortable life.

When people didn't have enough to eat, the only wish was to have a full meal. When they had a full meal, they'd want to eat all the delicacies from the highest mountains and deepest seas. They would also want to eat food from all around the world. To do that, they could only work harder for their bosses.

The same was true for dogs. Every day until now, they had been eating garbage. Once they had eaten and tasted clean dog food, when a meal that could warm up their bellies would no longer be a problem, the desire for a much better meal would set in. They would eventually want to try the taste of a delicious and juicy chicken drumstick. To achieve that, they would have to work even harder, pick up more bottles, and earn more money.

The peasant uprisings of the past had been caused by the fact that the poor did not have full bellies, warm bodies, or anything to do during their working hours.

If someone had a job where the salary was not very high but could provide them with enough food and clothes, who in their right mind would want to start protesting? Wouldn't that be risking everything?

The white dog nodded. ”That's a deal then. Let's try it first. There are still a lot of details that need to be sorted out.”

”Okay, it is a done deal.”

Zhang Zian also nodded. ”Then I will leave now. I will visit again in the coming days.”

It was getting late, and he had been out here for far too long. It was time to go back.

”Right. By the way, my name is Zhang Zian. How do I address you?” he asked, stopping in his tracks.

”Little White—just call me Little White,” the white dog said.

That was a very grounded name, much like the breed of dog it was.