"Look, this dog really looks like our Guaiguai. What about we take it back home?" The woman took the arm of the sturdy man and said with a manner of a cute woman.
"No." The sturdy man refused her without even thinking a little bit.
"Why?" The woman asked with puzzlement.
"It's a stray dog and is undoubtedly very dirty. Let's go to buy one from the pet shop, ok? That's it," said the sturdy man.
"Alright. I want to drink liquor." The woman humphed sweetly.
"Ok, no problem." The sturdy man answered helplessly.
"Go ask quickly." The woman signaled the sturdy man to go up and ask.
Other drinkers had already gone to the second floor of the pub now while on the first floor, only Yuan Zhou was processing the food ingredients.
According to Yuan Zhou's habit, he arranged the ingredients that could be sorted every day to familiarize himself with these food ingredients, to deepen his understanding, and to cook more delicious dishes. It had been his pleasure by now.
