After having breakfast, Zhang Xiaoan took the elves and set off by car.

Today I went out later than yesterday, and because I had to get dressed in the evening to set off in advance to prevent traffic jams, the schedule was very loose. It is expected that I will only go to Chinatown. If the time is really abundant, stop by Fusong City and Italy City next door ... of course not to watch a strip show.

Richard's mouth was tied with a string, and he crouched resentfully on his shoulder. It was a pity that he failed to stretch his throat.

The interest of the other elves is not very high, but just follows from the idle and idle mentality, because what's the point of going to Chinatown just after coming from China? Aren't they all Chinese? But at least better than staying in Binhai.

The terrain in San Francisco is erratic, and the speed is not fast. Zhang Zi'an drove while paying attention to the navigation announcement.

When he passed a local pet shop in the United States, he stopped to visit it and found the Leshi dog food on the shelf. Due to the abundant time, he pretended to be an ordinary customer to buy things and left it in the store for a while to observe. It is roughly estimated that the sales of this dog food is relatively average. It may be because this is a domestic product in the United States. The blind trust of foreign brands is promoted.

He stood in the store for half an hour, and from time to time someone came over, picked up the Leshi dog food, compared it with the dog food next to it, and then took it to checkout or put it back in place.

I do n’t know if it ’s caused by psychological factors. It seems that the Americans who choose this dog food are generally shabby in clothing and temperament, because this dog food is regarded as cheap, and it is placed on the shelf with other small brands of dog food. And low places, while the high-priced dog foods of big brands are placed on the middle height of the shelf, slightly lower than the customer's line of sight, and it is the easiest place for customers to see. It seems that wealthy customers enter the store and choose big dog foods that they often buy without thinking about the other ones, and those customers who are on hand will squat down or tiptoe and pick up small brand cheap dog foods. Compare carefully.

"Hello. I'm struggling with these two dog foods too, would you mind if I ask your options?"

Zhang Zi'an called a young man who was holding two dog foods for comparison, and one of them was the Leshi dog food.

The young man glanced at him, weighed Leshi dog food in his hand, and said, "I choose this."

"Why? Can you tell me why?" Zhang Zi'an followed.

The man shrugged. "Because it's cheap enough, and it says‘ the source and processing place are in the United States ’, I think it ’s better than the other one.”

In the field of dog food, the raw materials of high-grade dog food are traceable. The source of low-grade dog food cannot be traced, but the origin of the raw materials is generally indicated. Americans often feel that the raw materials of dog food from foreign countries, especially China, are not reliable.

Zhang Zi'an didn't ask any more, and after that person checked out, he also left the pet shop.

He believes that Leshi dog food did not lie on the description of the packaging. The source of the raw materials and the processing place are indeed located in the United States, but this ... does not necessarily mean that it is reliable.

The elves waited impatiently for a long time. He continued to drive to Chinatown. He deliberately changed the direction of the entrance and did not pass down the green roof.

Everyone is a golden arch. God knows why the arches in Chinatown are green ... In this kind of thing, Zhang Zi'an became extraordinarily superstitious.

The windows are open. As soon as you enter the area of ​​Chinatown, familiar Chinese will be swept into the car by wind. Mandarin and Cantonese are basically half to half, and the rest are English and other languages.

Sixty-seven percent of the shop signs on both sides of the road are pure Chinese, of course, traditional characters, and the rest are in both Chinese and English.

On the whole, it is very similar to the old style of Hong Kong and Taiwan, and it is completely different from the city of Binhai.

Tangren Street is narrow and inconvenient to drive, so Zhang Zi'an parked his car on the side of the road, used meter meters everywhere to charge time, and took the elves to get out of the car and walk around.

Most of Chinatown is not a restaurant, but a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy. You can meet a pharmacy within a few steps, and there is a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

In addition, many shops selling snacks put things out of the shop windows, attracting the smell of pedestrians.

"So fragrant!" Snow Lion licked his mouth and stopped following the pace that followed Fina, staring intently at the shop next to him, drooling.

This is a butcher's shop. The lights are bright and the business is very prosperous. Customers come in and out from time to time. The store sells both raw and cooked meat products. Roasted oily turkeys and roast ducks are hung on iron hooks. They are illuminated by the sun and have a fantastic luster. They are almost on the other side of the window.

In addition, there are many fresh meats, which are sorted in transparent refrigerators.

There are also billboards for soliciting business outside the shop window, similar to the pure Chinese slogans in red and white, such as "our new breed: wild mountain pork" and "our new breed: wild venison".

"Mountain pork, venison ... the old lady doesn't seem to have eaten it yet." The Snow Lion expressly added that he hooked Zhang Zi'an's trouser horns with his claws. If he forced his legs, the horns would score a fork.

"Don't you eat breakfast all the time? And you eat a lot!" Zhang Zi'an whispered to see that no one around him noticed him, "The pork and venison sold in this shop are raw, and you can't just hold one. Bag raw meat for shopping? "

"Meow meow! My mother just wants to eat raw meat! Cooked is not delicious ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It's all MSG! In addition, it's not pork, it's mountain pork!" Snow lion couldn't help but smell the smell of raw meat Can't walk.

"What's the difference?"

Zhang Zi'an didn't believe that the pork was real mountain pork. Bacheng pretended to find some domestic pork with a high muscle content, as did venison. How expensive are all wild?

"My mother doesn't care! My mother wants to eat!" Snow Lion said stiffly, "otherwise my mother will cut your pants in public!"

"Zi'an, since it is going to be eaten, let it be eaten. It may be better to buy less and let it taste fresh." The old tea could not see it, and advised.

"All right ..." Zhang Zi'an reluctantly agreed.

In fact, the Snow Lion ca n’t eat much. It ’s eaten breakfast in the morning. At this time, it ’s almost 2-3 raw meats. The main reason is that Zhang Zi'an does n’t want to go shopping with raw meat. If he encounters a beautiful girl, he will mistake him for It's a family cook.

The meat is too fragrant, and other elves are also a little embarrassed, especially Fina. It was embarrassed to take the initiative to speak, but as soon as Zhang Zi'an said he wanted to enter the store, he ran first.