Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 141 Buying a Dog at the Market
Since he was going to look at dogs anyway, Wang Chengpeng was willing to patronize the dog dealer's business as long as the dog wasn't some dud.

Following the dog dealer, the two soon saw two small dogs in a cage. Their snow-white appearance was quite adorable; they were Tu Song, a local breed of dog.

Looking at the puppy curled up in its cage, fast asleep, Wang Meiyan couldn't help but call out:

"Wow, these two puppies are so cute."

The dog dealers, as if they had spotted their target customers, began to quickly start promoting their products:
"Young man, you have a good eye. These two dogs are the most beautiful in my family."

"Not only are they healthy and energetic, but they are also excellent at guarding the house."

"The price isn't expensive either, only five yuan each. You'll definitely make a killing if you buy them."

After saying that, the dog dealer kicked the dog cage. The two pine trees immediately woke up from their sleep as if startled, and made soft, babyish noises.

This scene completely melted Wang Meiyan's heart, making her eyes glued to the two puppies.

However, she knew exactly what kind of dog the two wanted to buy—a dog with strong fighting capabilities that could guard the house—so naturally she didn't think much of Tsuchimatsu.

Reluctantly pulling at Wang Chengpeng's hand, Wang Meiyan whispered, "Brother, let's go see the other dogs."

“Our yard is huge, we need to buy some good dogs to fight with.”

These innocent words almost made the dog seller want to curse. Little girl, is it really okay for you to say you like it but then say you don't want to buy it?
Seeing that the two men didn't seem to like Tusong, other dog dealers immediately invited them to their dog cages and began to enthusiastically introduce their dogs.

It must be said that, due to the lack of contamination from pet dog bloodlines, the quality of native dogs in this era is excellent, and you can hardly see any dogs that are not very good.

As long as you choose healthier options, you're unlikely to make a mistake.

But if he could choose the better one, why did Wang Chengpeng choose the worse one?
Referring to a book on dog judging that he had once read, Wang Chengpeng quickly found several dogs with good appearances.

They are a black dog, a small yellow dog with four white paws, and a four-eyed dog with iron-plated gold.

Although there was a very good-looking pine tree, Wang Chengpeng ultimately did not include it in his selection.

It wasn't that he didn't care about his sister; it was simply because white pine trees get dirty easily.

Don't be fooled by how cute and fluffy this pine tree looks now; once it turns black, there's only one outcome—it'll be a complete disaster.

Rural dogs aren't as precious; they often roll around on the ground. So, it might be better to choose another local dog that's just as good-looking.

Coincidentally, the owners of these three dogs were all the old man in front of us, which saved us a lot of trouble.

After glancing at Wang Chengpeng with surprise, dog dealer Zhu Weiguo loudly praised him:
"Young comrade, I didn't expect you to have such a good eye, knowing whose dog is the best in this market."

"But you should also know that good things are never cheap."

"Twenty yuan each, take whichever one you like."

Spending twenty yuan to buy a dog is something only a madman would think of in an ordinary family.

But judging from the dog dealer's arrogant attitude, it was clear that he had no intention of lowering the price at all.

No wonder his dog was the best-looking, yet it was still left unused.

Before Wang Chengpeng could even try to bargain, the dog dealer selling pine nuts chimed in:
"Twenty yuan for a dog? Are you crazy, or is the world crazy?"

"Young comrade, don't go to that old man's place, come back here, I'm selling this loose soil cheaply."

"It's fate that we met. Two yuan each, three yuan for two, what do you say?"

It's no wonder dog dealers are in a hurry; you have to sell a dog as soon as possible.

Not only is raising a dog until it is sold a huge expense, but dogs that are too big are also not very popular.

Because most people believe that once a dog grows up, it becomes impossible to tame it.

With a helpless smile, Wang Chengpeng said, "Old comrade, although I do like your dog, the price is just too high." "How about this, I'll name a price, and you can sell it if you think it's right, or not if you don't?"

"If I didn't really like your dog, I probably wouldn't even bother to name a price."

With a sigh, Zhu Weiguo nodded and said, "Alright, then name your price."

"Selling it to you cheaply is slightly better than selling it to those idiots who don't understand dogs."

As the puppy grew bigger day by day, Zhu Weiguo began to worry.

He couldn't bear to let the three little ones go hungry, but raising them himself was simply too much of a burden.

Selling them carelessly, yet fearing they might be mistreated—it's a truly contradictory mindset.

He reached his hand into the dog cage, and the three dogs inside, far from being shy, actually came up and rubbed their heads against Wang Chengpeng's hand.

She even stuck out her tongue and licked Wang Chengpeng's hand, which looked unusually cute.

Since we can afford to raise them anyway, we might as well just take them all at once.

Thinking this through, Wang Chengpeng offered a price he felt was reasonable, saying:

"Twenty yuan for three dogs in their cages, old man, what do you think?"

"These three little guys are used to living together, so separating them would be a bit of a letdown."

"Why don't you just sell them to me as well? That would settle one of your old comrades' problems."

Upon hearing this, the dog dealer who had been enthusiastically promoting the product was filled with regret.

Had he known Wang Chengpeng would be so generous, he would never have let other dog dealers snatch this fat sheep away.

Most of the dogs sold by these dog dealers are puppies born to their own pet dogs; they're basically selling them for whatever price they're paid.

They never dared to dream of selling a dog for several dollars, considering his exorbitant asking price was only five dollars.

However, despite the exorbitant price in others' eyes, Zhu Weiguo did not agree immediately, but instead said:

"Young comrade, the price you offered is a bit too low."

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Chengpeng stood up and said, "It seems I'm not destined to be with these puppies. I'll have to come back early tomorrow to look for them again."

Although he thought the three puppies were nice, Wang Chengpeng wasn't one to be fooled, so he naturally wouldn't pay too much of a premium to buy them.

This is just a small town after all; even the best-looking dog can only fetch five yuan, which is considered an exorbitant price.

Moreover, Wang Chengpeng not only bought dogs, but he bought three of them, making the price even higher than the highest possible price.

With a sigh, Zhu Weiguo said:
"I was indeed a little too greedy."

"Young man, I'll sell this dog. I just hope you'll treat them well."

Zhu Weiguo glanced reluctantly at the dog cage, then placed his hand in front of Wang Chengpeng, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Wang Chengpeng reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of change. He counted out twenty yuan and placed it in Zhu Weiguo's hand before leaving the dog market with the dog cage.

Although the other dog dealers were envious and jealous, they couldn't do anything in the public eye.

After all, judging from Wang Chengpeng's attire, he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

After browsing the market and purchasing some supplies, including two candied hawthorns for Wang Meiyan, the two reluctantly prepared to go home.

Then, just as Wang Chengpeng was about to ride away, he found a familiar figure blocking his way. Who else could it be but the old dog seller Zhu Weiguo?

(End of this chapter)