Chapter 384: The Incredible Brother Zhang
Chapter 384: The Incredible Brother Zhang
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Hey? Mr. Store Manager, do you actually have friends in the U.S.? I've never heard you mention them before." asked Snowy, surprised.
Zhang Zian answered casually, "You think I achieved nothing during my trip to the U.S.? Let me tell you, I have established a firm cooperation with the professionals in the pet industry there. As long as I shoot a message to my friends, whether you want an Ashera cat or other breeds, they can help you get one easily."
The audience members in the live broadcast room all knew he was being pretentious, but Lin Qi didn’t know that. He happily exchanged contact information with Zhang Zian and curiously asked, "Mr. Zhang, my friend who raises the serval doesn’t dare to bring it out in public. He just shows the cat among our friends. As I heard, he hasn’t handled the required documents, so that serval is still a wild animal that can’t be raised in private. Hence, if someone sees him with the serval and then call the police, he might be in trouble, is that true?"
"Yes, that's true," Zhang Zian replied affirmatively. "Serval cats are wild animals. To raise them in private, the owners must obtain a Wildlife Domestication and Breeding License, which is probably the document he referred to."
Lin Qi pouted awkwardly, then asked, "Well, if I buy an Ashera cat, do I also need to get a permit before I can take it out?"
Zhang Zian knew that an heir to a wealthy family like Lin Qi was fond of showing off in front of others.
"No, you don’t have to." He explained, "Ashera cat is a new species of artificial breeding rather than a wild animal, and because its name doesn’t appear in any relevant conventions on wildlife home and abroad, it doesn’t need that document. There is no problem even if you take it out, although I do not advise you to do this, for it may scare others."
Lin Qi excitedly clapped his hands, "Great! Then my friend will envy me very much!"
He looked at the watch, "It’s almost noon now, when are you guys leaving? It’s a rare chance for us to meet, shall we go to have lunch together? My treat! I have so many things to ask Brother Zhang for advice."
Hearing that Zhang Zian was so familiar with rare pets, Lin Qi intended to befriend him, so he even changed the way to address Zhang Zian.
Zhang Zian looked at Deng Jie, and politely refused him, "To be honest, we still have something to do today, so we will stay here longer. If you are in a hurry, you can leave first."
"I'm not in a hurry. I have nothing to do. If you do not mind, I'll go with you, and on the way learn more knowledge about pets... What are you doing here anyway? You are not buying pets, are you?" Lin Qi came closer as if they had known each other very well.
Since Deng Jie had no objection, Zhang Zian replied, "We are here to help Sister Deng look for the vendor who lied to her and sold her a sick Shiba Inu."
"OK, then I shall come with you! Throughout my entire life, I’ve always hated those swindlers the most!" said Lin Qi indignantly.
If we hadn’t come in time, you would have been cheated at that stand… said Zhang Zian in his heart.
Deng Jie and Zhang Zian were walking in front of him, while Snowy was pulling Lin Qi’s hand behind, and she quietly told him, "Brother Qi, you must help me keep my secret, do not mention my dad and my family before them!"
All Lin Qi was thinking of right now was the scene when he held an Ashera cat in front of his rich friends, so he just nodded to promise Snowy absent-mindedly. He smiled proudly thinking that the serval cat of his friend might be so scared that it might wet itself when it saw his Ashera cat.
When Zhang Zian and his companions left, the street vendor Lao San was furious! Not only had Zhang Zian destroyed his business, but he had stolen his customer too! Lao San couldn’t tolerate this!
He picked up his cell phone and opened the Dog Market Trading Group Chat.
Three-year-old Oni: "Brother Red Dragon! Someone stole my customer! We must teach them some lessons! If they come here every weekend, how are we going to conduct our business?"
The profiteers in the group responded by crying out how much money they had lost today...
Red Dragon: "Don’t worry! Lao San, do you know where they are going next?"
Three-year-old Oni, "I heard that they are going to find a vendor selling Shiba Inu."
Red Dragon: "A stand selling Shiba Inu? F**k! It must be the stand of Black Mole! Everyone, put down the things on your hand, and gather at Black Mole’s stand!"
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It was almost noon and everyone was tired and thirsty, but Deng Jie still had not found the dog dealer that cheated her last time. She said to Zhang Zian apologetically, "Mr. Store Manager, should we give up? I’m so sorry for taking your morning…I guess that person isn’t doing business today."
Snowy did not want to give up halfway, so she advised her, "Sister Deng, let's continue. If we can’t find him in half an hour, then we will leave."
Zhang Zian thought what Deng Jie said made sense. The dog dealer may not be out doing business today; after all, the weather was not good.
"Let’s walk around for another half an hour as Snowy said. We have almost reached the end of the market anyway," he said.
After reserving seats in a restaurant, Lin Qi put down his phone and said, "Everyone! Please come with me to have lunch when you are done. My treat! And we can get to know each other better."
Deng Jie thought she might not have common interests with these young people and might make lunch very awkward. She quickly rejected, "No, no, please go without me. My husband is waiting for me to prepare lunch…"
Just then, a fierce quarrel broke out not far away from them.
They looked at one another, sped up, and walked in the direction where the sounds came from.
A moment later, they came to the scene of the dispute. A lot of people were surrounding the area, most of them customers selecting pets at the dog market. A few were vendors from nearby stands.
The quarrel was between a man in his 60s and a dark-skinned young man. The old man was so angry that his face and neck turned red, pointing at the young man and accusing him of being villainous. While the young man was sneering and saying something indifferently, with a few men on his side helping him booing the old man.
The old man looked very pitiful, for all his hair and beard had gone gray, and he was being ridiculed by these young men. He was shivering, with the veins on his forehead protruding. Something might happen to him if he remained so furious…
Seeing the young man at first glance, Deng Jie raised her hand, excitedly pointing at him. "It is him! That’s the vendor who deceived me!"
Snowy immediately turned the phone camera, aiming at that person.
Zhang Zian confirmed with her, "Sister Deng, are you sure?"
"That's right! Absolutely!" said Deng Jie, gritting her teeth.
Zhang Zian slightly frowned. These people were way out of line. How could they bully an elderly like this?
Old Time Tea had been instructing him that a warrior must honor justice and preserve justice if he saw someone in need of help. He must do something now.
"You guys stay here, I will go over to have a look," he turned around and advised Snowy.
Before Snowy answered, he had resolutely walked through the crowd and went directly to the scene of the incident.
Famous quietly followed behind him.
His gaze was blocked by the crowd before him, but now he could see clearly that beside the old man's feet lay a small Shiba Inu who was lying there with its eyes closed. Except for its chest and abdomen that were slightly rising and falling, it almost had no sign of life.
Ignoring the surprised looks cast by everyone, Zhang Zian came to the side of the old man, looked down at the dog and asked, "Grandpa, what is going on? Can you tell me?"
Besieged by these unscrupulous dog dealers, with no one on his side, the old man was so angry and sad.
The sudden appearance of Zhang Zian surprised him. From the dressing and tone of this young man, Zhang Zian didn’t seem like he was on the dog dealers side. As if seeing a savior, he pulled at Zhang Zian’s arms and complained tearfully, "Young man, Please help me! These people sold me a sick dog and lied to me that it was a Shiba Inu. Now they refuse to admit it! How can they be so unscrupulous?!"
"Hey, who the hell are you? Go away and mind your own f**king business!" the street vendor, whose nickname was Black Mole, pointed at Zhang Zian and threatened him.
Zhang Zian ignored him. He patted the old man's shoulder and comforted, "Grandpa, take a deep breath. Then tell me what happened from the beginning."
Perhaps Zhang Zian’s calmness and attitude had affected the old man. He took a few deep breaths, felt better, and then stated his experience.
The old man was called Wei Ping. Because his grandson's birthday was approaching, and his grandson had been clamoring for a dog, he came to the dog market, intending to buy a dog as his precious grandson's birthday present.
The rest was similar to Deng Jie's experience. Wei Ping had selected the "Japanese Shiba Inu" at this stand, and after haggling with the vendor, he bought one Shiba Inu at a price of 3,500 RMB. He thought he had gotten a good deal, and gifted the Shiba Inu to his grandson. His grandson was really happy and started to play with this dog. However, the good days didn’t last very long. A few days later, this dog became listless and lost its appetite. And finally, it was ill. His grandson cried so sadly. Wei Ping brought the dog to a pet clinic where it was diagnosed with CDV and Parvovirus, and would die soon.
At the same time, there was another person with a Shiba Inu visiting the veterinarian. The man looked at Wei Ping's dog, and kindly told him that he might have been fooled, and said the dog was not a Shiba Inu. It was a dog that had some similarities with Shiba Inu, but the man wasn’t sure which breed it was exactly.
Wei Ping was outraged. That was why he brought the dog to the dog market, asking Black Mole to refund his money.
Of course, Black Mole was unwilling to refund, insisting that it was Wei Ping who couldn’t raise the dog well. And then the two of them started fighting.
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