Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 144

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As a medium-sized dog, the Akita had plenty of energy. It was just right for Brother Pi, who didn't have a girlfriend and had all the free time in the world. Pretty soon, the two were thick as thieves. Of course, sometimes they fought, but half a day later they'd make up again. Shen Luo had even wondered if the two dogs were like White Cloud and Black Earth—an actual couple. But no, it really was just pure bromance, nothing more.

Honestly, Shen Luo kind of wished the two dogs would actually get together—it'd be so much easier, like White Cloud and Black Earth. Then he wouldn't have to worry about them having puppies like the cats.

Since Tarō carried the ball everywhere, it wore out fast. Shen Luo worried it might not last half a year, so he bought him a new one. The size and style weren't the same, but the softness and bounce were close enough. Tarō sulked about it for a while, until Shen Luo did some coaxing and figured out a way to hang the green ball on him. Only then was Tarō satisfied, and he carried the new ball along to play with Brother Pi.

Brother Pi might care more about food than toys, but as a Border Collie he had bursts of energy too. So the two of them ended up playing together like crazy.

At night, Shen Luo was on the phone with Xiao Chuan, rambling a bit about his watermelons. He said, "Too bad you're not here, you missed out on something good."

Xiao Chuan said, "Then save some for me."

"If I save them, they'll go bad."

"As long as you don't go bad, it's fine."

Shen Luo's brain spun once before he got it—Xiao Chuan meant he wanted to eat him? That kind of eat had way too much meaning!

Shen Luo snorted. "Whether I go bad or not is another story, but by then, who knows who'll be the one begging for mercy."

"Definitely you," Xiao Chuan said with a low laugh. Shen Luo could practically picture his broad chest trembling as he laughed... suddenly his face flushed, his mind running off in that direction.

He had a bad feeling. As much as he wanted to be the one on top, when he thought about Xiao Chuan's muscles, he wavered...

Wiping at his nosebleed, Shen Luo boldly declared, "You little punk, if you dare to come over, I'll make sure you crawl back!"

Xiao Chuan agreed smoothly. "Deal! I'll be waiting for you to make me crawl back."

Why did it feel like he was the one getting teased instead? Shen Luo thought.

He hung up, satisfied, and fell asleep. In his dream, he didn't even know where he was, just drowning in pleasure, until he opened his eyes and found Tarō's scornful gaze. Tarō, who loved the big bed, had jumped down to the floor in disgust. The bed smelled way too bad.

Shen Luo clenched his teeth. "You little devil... when you come here, I'm definitely pushing you down."

The next morning, after tossing all his sheets and blankets into the washing machine, he stumbled around with bedhead, brushing his teeth, when some workers arrived. Shen Luo asked, "Do you guys still have watermelons?"

"Yeah! But we're not selling."

"Why not?"

"Our families want to eat them! It's not like we're short on money. Better to let the kids at home have a treat!"

So, the farmers' living standards were already this high, huh.

"But Wang Fu's family still has some, right?"

"Yeah, he's busy selling them now!"

When Shen Luo heard that, he quickly asked, "Are they grown the same way as mine? More green fertilizer, less chemical?"

"Should be about the same. We learned how to grow from him. That kid's always coming up with ideas—says city folks are picky, so if you wanna sell high, you gotta put in the effort, treat those melons like ancestors."

That sounded promising to Shen Luo, so he urged them to help call home and have Wangfu send over a couple for him to try.

Wang Fu showed up driving a tractor, bringing two melons for Shen Luo. Shen Luo handed him the money and said, "Brother, these two are for someone else. They asked for natural and green, so I'll let them take a look first. If they're satisfied, I'll order more from you."

Of course, Wang Fu agreed. Having a buyer was always good news!

Shen Luo brought two watermelons to the hospital, and Zheng Jiamei's eyes lit up. She quickly called her mom, but instead, her mom came over herself, even bringing along their toy poodle.

Shen Luo found a fruit knife and cut open the watermelon, saying, "Auntie, this melon was grown back in the countryside. I asked them, they said it's mostly organic with little fertilizer. Try it, and if you're happy with it, I'll help you place an order."

Zheng Jiamei's mom was a well-kept woman with elegant manners. Zheng Jiamei's looks had partly inherited those traits, though she didn't carry the same charm as her mother.

Mrs. Zheng picked up a small piece of watermelon, took a tiny bite, pressed her lips together while tasting it, then said, "Not bad. Still not as good as the ones from your place, but it's decent enough. Better than what you usually find in the market."

Shen Luo ate a piece too. To be honest, he really couldn't taste any difference. For him, watermelon all tasted the same.

"So, do you want it or not?"

Mrs. Zheng pulled out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, then said, "I'll take some. Good for giving to people. Have him send me five hundred pounds first."

Jumping from one hundred pounds to five hundred in a second—definitely the kind of thing only rich families could do.

So Shen Luo called Wang Fu and told him to pick five hundred pounds of watermelon straight from the field and bring them over. Wang Fu was thrilled when he heard. Selling five hundred pounds of watermelon in the city would've taken him almost half a day!

Shen Luo invited Mrs. Zheng to eat at the pet hospital. Rarely, she even praised his cooking, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

That afternoon, Wang Fu delivered over five hundred pounds of watermelon, still on the tractor. Just driving into the city had taken more than two, almost three hours. He was drenched in sweat, not an easy task at all.

Mrs. Zheng checked the melons—they really were freshly picked, with little beads of clear sap still clinging to the stems.

After checking, Wang Fu weighed them on the hospital scale. It was twenty pounds over. Wang Fu smiled and said, "I worried some might get bumped around on the way, so I brought extra. Since they're here already, I'll just give you the extra twenty pounds for free. I've never done a deal this big before!"

Mrs. Zheng thought he seemed like an honest guy. But since she wasn't short on money, she paid a price a little higher than the market rate, and both sides left happy.

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