This is a small restaurant with five floors. There is a fence with a radius of ten feet outside the door. In the fence, there are more than a dozen mounts lined up on both sides, leaving a wide aisle in the middle.
Baozi could smell the aroma wafting from the restaurant from a distance. It had the smell of his favorite meat buns, which attracted him to go straight to the restaurant.
He was very strange. All the humans around him looked at him strangely, as if he were looking at a meat bun. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Following the smell, Baozi walked all the way into the front door of the restaurant. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he was blocked by a boy who was a few years older than Xiaoqing:
"Whose wild dog, hurry up and leave, we have no leftovers here!!!"
Baozi was furious when he heard this, opened his mouth and replied:
"I'm not a wild dog, my name is Baozi!"
When the diners who were eating and drinking happily heard this, they all looked back with wide eyes, and then burst into laughter, as if they had heard some good joke.
There were a lot of diners, and almost every table was filled with people. Among them were several monsters with fur and horns, but they were all in "human form".
"What's so funny? I want to eat, eat steamed buns, eat big meat buns!"
Baozi felt that he was hungry and it was time to eat. If there was a smell here, there would be food to eat, so there was nothing wrong with him.
But the young man just now was so anxious that he picked up a stick as thick as a bowl and hit Baozi on the head, but this time the blow missed and Baozi easily dodged it.
When the diners who loved watching the excitement saw this, they started shouting:
"Xiao Er, can you do that? I can't even hit a wild dog!"
"Xiaoer, I think you should give up, you can't beat him, haha!"
"Xiaoer, this is a fat dog, don't miss it!"
"Xiao Er, be careful, maybe the dog owner is outside!"
All kinds of words came one after another, which made the young man confused, so he went back to the kitchen to find helpers.
Gouzi didn't care about that, and came to a diner's table very familiarly. On his table, there was a large plate of meat buns, steaming with fragrant heat. When you put the buns on, you took a big bite, and there was a "CD operation."
The diner was furious when he saw this. Although he liked to watch the fun, he didn't like to be treated as a fun show. If this dead dog actually ate his own buns, wouldn't he become someone else's fun?
I saw him reaching down with one hand, taking out a short thorn with red light from his trouser pocket, pinching the magic trick with his hand, and the fire spurted out from the thorn and went straight to the yellow hair on Baozi's head.
Baozi jumped back in fright and said aggrievedly:
"Why did you burn me?"
"Nonsense, you ate my steamed stuffed buns. If I don't burn you and eat them, what will I eat?"
The diner held the thorn in one hand and kneaded the secret in the other. He came again and started a life-or-death chase with Baozi.
The surrounding diners who were watching the excitement were still joking, but because of this man's annoyance, almost no one's table was left intact. Scattered soup spilled on the floor, and the slippery floor caused several diners to slip and fall.
After a while, the entire first floor was in complete chaos. All kinds of magical tricks were used by the diners, and even the transformed monsters also participated in it. It was very lively.
However, just as people were "fighting", the troublemaker Baozi ran into the back kitchen with a puff of smoke. He found that the aroma was strongest in this direction.
After arriving at the kitchen, rows of large chicken legs, rows of fatty pork, steaming steamed buns, and shimmering ice cubes all waved to the steamed buns.
Baozi didn't look at anyone else and rushed directly to his favorite "meat bun". He went up and closed his eyes to start cooking.
However, when he took a bite, he found that the pleasure of juice flow as he imagined did not appear, only the pain of upper teeth touching lower teeth came.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a five or six-year-old boy standing in front of me. He was staggering out with a large basket of meat buns in his hand.
Baozi smelled the smell and followed the little boy's butt to the backyard.
When the little boy stopped, Baozi found that he had arrived at a courtyard that was larger than the first floor of the restaurant.
There are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, as well as countless rare birds and beasts in the yard, which is completely different from the commercial restaurant in front.
Look at the little boy again. He is dressed in luxurious clothes and has a rosy complexion. He is clearly a young man. If Tuqiuer compares with him, he will be as different as the mud on the ground and the clouds in the sky.
Baozi has always been very close to children. When he saw the little boy trying to take away his meat buns, he quickly stepped forward and said hurriedly:
"I want to eat my meat buns!"
A cute smile appeared on the corner of the little boy's mouth, and he said with a crooked mouth:
"Okay, if you want it, I'll give it to you, but you have to promise me one thing!"
"What's going on?"
"You have to agree to be my pet! I found out that you are more powerful than Ma Liu and his family's pets. You can speak human language. I want you to be my pet!"
"What is a pet?" Baozi tilted his head and asked.
His question made the little boy a little confused. To be honest, the little boy didn't know what a pet was. He only knew that other people's children had their own "pets", but he didn't have one.
Li Qingchen's white crane, Ma Liu's colorful leopard, and Purple Witch's centipede are all very powerful and obedient.
Just now, his cat saw Baozi playing with the waiter in the store in the dark. It was obvious that he had some skills, which made him determined to make Baozi his pet.
Because his family opened a restaurant, his father never bought him a pet. But now, with this fat dog, he also has a pet.
"That's what a pet means. You have to listen to me and do whatever I tell you to do!"
The little boy thought for a moment, thinking about how Ma Liu and the others treated their pets, and then answered.
After hearing this, Baozi shook his head, turned around and walked towards the front building, preparing to give up the large pile of meat buns.
"I still want to find the black wolf demon. I won't listen to you. You are not Xiaoqing or the village chief!"
Seeing Baozi about to leave, the little boy's disappointed expression climbed onto his red cheeks. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an imperceptible hint of sinisterness, and shouted to Baozi loudly:
"I will help you find the Black Wolf Demon. I know where he is. If you agree to be my pet, I will take you to find the Black Wolf Demon!"
Baozi's footsteps stopped as the little boy shouted, and then he turned around with excitement on his face, jumped in front of the little boy, and said excitedly:
"Do you know where the black wolf demon is? Take me there quickly!"
The little boy scratched his neck, snorted coldly, picked up the basket filled with meat buns and threw it directly into a creek in the yard, and then said to the buns:
"You jump down, pick up all the meat buns and eat them, and I will tell you where the black wolf demon is!"