1343 From Trash to Food (2/2)

Now he could only pin his hopes on the power of Little White and his ability to suppress them all.

Zhang Zian had always been working with people without a doubt and did not suspect them. Despite his heart beating quickly, he still bravely walked toward the dogs.

Little White was amazed by his show of bravery. He had not expected that. He decided to restrain his comrades in the future so as not to allow them to shackle him. Otherwise, he would lose face in front of the stupid cat, something he did not want.

The closer he got to the dogs, the more sour and acidic the smell was. It was mixed with the smell of rotten food and fecal matter, so every stray dog ​​was surrounded by a lot of mosquitoes and flies on its head, body, and mouth. Water dripped from their teeth, and their burning breath was mixed together, generating waves of heat.

They were like a group of primitive beasts from the wild.

If they suddenly became mad and resisted the command of Little White, Zhang Zian, as a piece of meat, would not be enough to feed them all.

”In just two days, you managed to get so many bottles?”

Zhang Zian glanced around a few times and found that the number of bottles was generally arranged from the most to the least. The dogs with the most bottles were standing at the front. Each dog had more than 50 bottles in front of them, with empty 500-milliliter drink bottles the most common item. There was also a small number of cans and a few rather useless glass bottles...

Dogs with fewer bottles stood at the back row. Yet they had at least 20 empty bottles.

If the count was 500 dogs, taking the median of 40 bottles, there were...20,000 empty bottles.

Zhang Zian and the waste collection station had negotiated a good price. If the number collected reached 10,000, then the price of ordinary 500-milliliter plastic bottles was five cents, the price of each can was one cent, and the guaranteed price was more than $1,000. The actual amount would be no less than $1,500. The wholesale quantity of dog food was almost four or five hundred kilograms, which should be enough to fill their stomachs.

”How? Is it enough?” Little White peered at his face.

”It's enough. As the first time you all collected bottles, this is very good,” Zhang Zian affirmed. ”If you can improve on the details, it will be better. For example, as much as possible, pick up empty bottles, then tin cans. Do not pick up glass bottles.”

Considering that the stray dogs had done this for the first time and lacked motivation, this, in fact, had exceeded his expectations. He had intended to pay out of his own pocket for their first few meals.

Little White rushed to the dogs and cried out a few times. He picked up the cans and empty drink bottles to indicate to them that these were the valuable things to collect.

The stray dogs were not very interested. He could see that they couldn't be bothered much.

”Let them line up in a team and take turns to come to my car to eat.” Zhang Zian returned to the car, opened the trunk, and pulled out a 20-kilogram bag of dog food. He tore it open and took out a pile of plastic bowls. He let Little White line the dogs up for food in the order he desired.

The stray dogs, who had originally lacked interest, smelled the dog food and immediately perked up. They anxiously spun around, wishing to rush to the dog food and own it.

Little White was worried about the chaos that could happen. He reprimanded them a few times before lining them up to take turns to pick up the food bowls. They lined up and did so, approaching Zhang Zian.

Every time a dog came to the front, he placed a spoonful of dog food into their bowl. He felt like an olden-day disaster-relief squad, and these dogs were the hungry people he was helping.

The big, fierce, stinky stray dogs ​​made him very nervous, and his hands were damp with sweat.

The dogs in front swallowed the food immediately and left the food bowl behind for the dogs standing behind them. In the beginning, this caused a bit of confusion, but fortunately, Little White kept busy and maintained order.

A bag of dog food was soon finished. Another bag of dog food was opened.

With hundreds of dogs and every dog getting some dog food, his arms were soon tired. He must, in the future, find a way to let the stray dogs feed themselves, much like a buffet.

The next step was the highlight of why he'd come here.

When he opened the foam insulator and the smell of the honey-roasted chicken legs came out, all the stray dogs went crazy.