The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

Chapter 346 is free to claim, Runji!

"Dorothy!"

"Are you perhaps planning a rebellion?"

"I am Donas! The Grand Marshal of the army under King Doro! Upon seeing this marshal, you shall surrender obediently."

Standing on high, Donas looked down at her opponent, muttering lines typical of severe chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), deliberately drawing out the last syllable...

Doro the Great refers to Doraemon.
Doro is the undisputed King Doro by Donas and Dorothy.

The reason is simple: Doro's chubby, bulky appearance is unique among the Doro clan, making his reign as king a matter of course.

Love nourishes flesh and blood.
Humans (Huang Musong) would certainly care for Donas or Dorothy,
But ultimately, he wanted to care more about Doraemon.

If she couldn't become the King of Doro, then she would call herself the Marshal of Doro. Doro was very fond of the self-proclaimed title of Marshal.

Seeing how energetic my friend is right after waking up,
Doraemon chuckled happily.

It walked up to the coffee table and spread out an A4 sheet of paper.

Pina has participated in folk music ensemble performances and is the most experienced performer among the four members. She can immediately recognize that the A4 paper is sheet music.

Full of curiosity, they approached Doraemon.

The tip of his nose was almost touching the sheet music.

Pina, who also didn't know many characters, murmured the ones she could recognize: "High Mountain Green? Granny Wang's patch...?... Flower Terrace?... Cloud... Moon?"

There are four sheet music pieces in total, buy 3 get 1 free, the price is quite reasonable.

When her companion didn't finish reciting the full names of the other three musical scores, Dorothy immediately filled in the blanks for Pina, excitedly saying, "They're Wang Da Niang's score for 'Gar,' 'Chrysanthemum Terrace,' and 'Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon.' Pina is so clever; she knows so many characters without ever learning pinyin! She's better than Dorothy."

"Ah? So I'm smart too? Not bad, not bad." Pina crossed her arms and nodded with a hint of smugness. Her calm expression was humble, but she couldn't hide her smug smile.

Seeing that Dorothy had no intention of responding to her accusations, Donas stopped making a fuss and jumped off the sofa to sit closer to the coffee table.

Observe the musical score carefully.

Donas frowned slightly.

The complex structure of the simplified musical notation reminded it of advanced mathematics problems from university that it had once studied.

The densely packed numbers, combined with the crooked symbols, look like scribbles, making it impossible to understand their meaning.

Why would I buy this thing?

"Are you planning to give it as a gift to Uncle Wan, who's losing his hair?"

Do you remember Principal Wan Lijun of **High School? Dona didn't mince words when describing him as "Uncle Shedding Hair," vividly summarizing the characteristics of baldness.

The description of baldness as hair loss inexplicably struck a chord with Dorothy.

"puff--"

Dorothy burst into laughter.
After laughing a few times, he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
It glanced at Donas helplessly.

Dorothy finds the percussion pieces from the four scores, places them on the coffee table in front of Donas, and begins explaining the meaning of the letters XO.

"X means to knock, and O means not to knock."

"The underscores in XO represent the length of the beat; each house-shaped vertical line represents a segment; and strange symbols like '&' tell you to switch instruments."

“You’re good at banging, you’re perfect for percussion, would you like to give it a try?” Dorothy whispered into Donas’s left ear.

Its paw gently tugged at Donas's left earlobe, while its other paw reached around from behind her head to block her right ear.

Avoid letting it go in the left ear and out the right ear.

Dorothy forces Donas to listen to her teach music scores.

A few gusts of air blew into her ears, making Donas shudder and quickly step aside to clean them. "I know! I'm not stupid. I can read sheet music. XO is easier to understand than a bunch of numbers."

"You should go and teach Doro and Pina to read music."

"They might not be able to learn it, though?"

Donas muttered to herself as she flipped through the sheet music, her gaze unconsciously lingering on the score, her fingertips lightly tracing a section. "XO | OX... That's quite interesting!"

Dorothy hadn't expected Donas to be interested in the sheet music. At first, she thought Donas might be against forming a band, but now it seemed her worries were unnecessary.

Ah!
The next step is to teach Doro and Pina to read music.

Straightening her glasses, Dorothy squeezed into the gap between Dorothy and Pina, cleared her throat, and began explaining the most basic {123=Doraemon}.

Doraemon listened very attentively.
Its eyes are fixed on the sheet music, nodding occasionally, just like a focused elementary school student in class.

Dorothy knows how to play the ukulele and has some musical knowledge, so her learning progress has exceeded Dorothy's expectations!
Pina was also very involved.
He kept a close eye on the whole thing, even raising his xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute) to demonstrate fingering techniques, and improvising a few notes when he encountered simpler passages.

Pina is slightly smarter than Doro, and with Doro's prop, the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute), she learns musical scores faster than Doro!
"Teacher Dorothy~"

When encountering musical symbols whose meaning he didn't understand, Duoluo didn't hesitate at all and took the initiative to ask, "What does this [] that looks like a little house mean in the musical score?"

"Let me think... Hmm! That's it! This is called 'Little House,' which means to repeat the movement between the [] symbols." Dorothy took out her phone, opened an AI app, searched for tutorials, and translated the relevant descriptions into plain language for Dorothy to hear.

What is this long string of English letters?

After Dorothy finished answering Doraemon's question, Pina immediately followed up with a new question that puzzled her.

Dorothy glanced at it and explained, "This is called volume gradient, which means that the volume of the current piece of music should be gradually increased or decreased."

"If we use Donas's drum kit analogy, it means gradually hitting harder or tapping lightly."

"Eh?"

"Why hasn't the drum set arrived yet!"

Just as Dorothy was about to call and urge the music store owner, she discovered that he had sent her a WeChat message ten minutes earlier, which stated that the security guard at the gate of the residential area did not allow delivery trucks to enter.

In upscale residential areas, outside vehicles can only be allowed to enter with the authorization of the homeowner.
Otherwise, the security guard would absolutely not make an exception.

As for food delivery, the property management employs dedicated delivery personnel, who are also prohibited from entering the residential area. Food deliveries are sent to the security guard, and then the delivery personnel will deliver them to the resident's doorstep.

Unfortunately, drum kit delivery is not considered takeout and is not the responsibility of deliverymen.

"Looks like we'll have to go to the door and move the drum set ourselves."

"The drum set is so heavy! It would be a real problem if I accidentally dropped it and broke it..." Dorothy frowned, sighed with worry, and wondered what to do.

Use your clever brain.
Oh?
There it is!

Having come up with a great idea, Dorothy skipped to the kitchen and took out one juicy horny ...

It's a whole big basket, O Runji, Dorothy can't even lift it.

It called for help from Doraemon, Pina, and Donas.

Dorothy and her friends went to the yard to ask Heracross for help.

Heracross was so excited about the fruit that he howled and shouted, and readily agreed to carry the drum kit for the Doro.

Heracross was incredibly strong.
Overturning a car wouldn't be a problem!
Heracross can even fly, taking only ten seconds to get from the villa to the gatekeeper of the residential area.

Even if it meant carrying a drum set weighing dozens of kilograms back,
5 minute is more than enough.

After moving his things, Heracross retreated to his little nest and happily enjoyed the oranges.

Inside the villa.
Facing the drum kit, Donas showed great interest in how to use it. First, she picked up the drumsticks to test the feel, then lightly tapped the snare drum to produce a crisp "boom-boom" sound.

Drumsticks, bass drum, snare drum, crash cymbals...

It looks complicated, but it's actually simple and easy to understand.

Donas is confident she'll master the drum kit before nightfall tonight!
at the same time
Located near the basement of the FT district in the southern part of the capital city.

Near an elementary school, street-facing shops are under construction and renovation. Scaffolding stands, electric drills hum, and dust nets sway in the wind.

The workers were working hard, and even though it was getting dark, no one had any intention of leaving get off work.

Of course, labor is noble, but who would willingly generate electricity for love?
The reason for working overtime is to be worthy of the money and the bonuses.

Outside the shop, Huang Musong distributed red envelopes to the workers one by one, each containing a crisp, brand-new 100-yuan bill.

"Hey bro, can I work three extra hours today?"

"Uncle, can you work three more hours?"

Huang Musong continued to distribute money to the workers who had not yet received their red envelopes.

Renovation projects are paid on a per-project basis; the faster the project is completed, the sooner the final payment will be received, so the workers all work hard.

Now, in addition to the final payment, I'll receive an extra 100 yuan, which only requires working three hours of overtime.

That translates to an hourly wage of up to 33 yuan!
Even in the capital region, the hourly overtime pay of 33 yuan is enough to motivate workers, who are all working hard.

When they had nothing to do after work, their excess energy, which they couldn't find an outlet for, was channeled into singing. The workers' loud chorus echoed throughout the entire street.

"We workers have power..."

"Comrades, give it your all..."

The song is auditory, but the color is a vibrant red, attracting many of the nation's flowers.

It was during the time when elementary school students were leaving school, and the children, with red scarves tied around their necks, couldn't resist their curiosity and walked towards the construction area.

Seeing that more and more primary school students were gathering around, Huang Musong immediately grabbed a loudspeaker and broadcast the slogan "Get O Runji for free!"

"Uncle, can I really have oranges for free?"

"If you give me oranges for free, won't you lose money, Uncle?"

"Uncle, what animal is that little animal head on your fruit shop's logo?"

"... "

The repeated use of "uncle" really hurt Huang Musong. He had just turned 25 this year, yet he was being called "uncle" by elementary school students who were around 10 years old.

Ugh!
It's really a headache.

Forcing a smile, Huang Musong picked up two fresh oranges and handed one to the little boy and one to the little girl in front of him. "You two look quite alike, are you siblings? Didn't your parents pick you up from school? Here, have an orange, and drink less sugary drinks."

"Oh Runji is free, no money required. If you like it, you can pick a pound to take home for your parents to try, that's also free."

"The prerequisite is that you record a video of my fruit shop and post it on your Douyin account or QQ class group to promote it."

"As for the logo, they are Doro, my family."

Huang Musong happily picked out two large bags of fresh oranges for the siblings.

The cost of growing one pound of Orunji (a type of fruit) is 2.5 yuan.
Transportation costs are also included.

For just 5 yuan, you can get free advertising and make at least 100 people aware of the doro brand.

Steady profit without losing!

In smaller cities outside the province, a scarcity marketing strategy would likely result in significant financial losses, but the situation is different in the capital.

Nowadays, most men and women of childbearing age who can settle in the capital and have children are from the middle class.

Huang Musong believes that scarcity marketing will make him a fortune!
In addition, he also brought Shanedo, whose good looks helped to make the scene.

Shanaida stood tall and graceful.
Despite her fear of loneliness, she doesn't like human babies.
As more and more little boys and girls gathered around, Shanaida returned to her pet ball, refusing to show herself in public any longer.

There's a reason why some people dislike children.

Sanedo possesses the ability to read the minds of her targets.

It knows exactly what those annoying little brats are thinking.

For example, abusing it, cutting its body with a carving knife...

For example, you could beat it up or use it as a punching bag to vent your frustrations...

The widespread use of mobile phones and the influence of the internet have led to too many immature children developing aggression.

At the beginning of man's life, his nature is evil.

Huang Musong, who supports the theory of sexual evil, also understands how annoying unruly children are!

If it weren't for these vicious guys, Doraemon wouldn't have been bullied so often when he was wandering alone. Those little bastards deserve to die.

Think of this
Huang Musong suddenly realized that one of the little boys had developed to the point where his appearance reflected his inner self.

His face was filled with hostility!

If left unchecked, they might grow up to abuse cats and dogs, which would be the least of their worries; they might even break the law and commit crimes.

While Huang Musong was pondering this,

Sure enough, the little boy came over and started causing trouble.

His direction of travel was clearly aimed at Shanedo.

Shanaida returned to the pet ball in time, but Huang Musong stuffed the pet ball into his clothes, causing the little boy to lose his target.

"grass!"

Cursing under his breath, the little boy turned and walked towards the fruit basket full of oranges. Without saying a word, he picked up an orange and crushed it.

Crushing one wasn't enough.
The little boy picked up another orange and continued squeezing it.

In just a few seconds, several were destroyed.

Huang Musong had anticipated that the child would be annoying, but he never expected him to be so ill-mannered; he was practically born of a mother but not raised by a father.

"you……"

"What are you?!"

Just as Huang Musong was about to speak, the little boy retorted, "What a piece of junk orange! It's so fragile, it's trash."

The little boy smugly snorted.

After being obnoxious, he didn't leave; he deliberately stood in front of the fruit basket.

It's obvious they're just looking for trouble.

Looking at the little boy's obnoxious behavior, Huang Musong really wanted to slap him and teach his parents a lesson.

pity!

The real world is a society governed by the rule of law.
The Law on the Protection of Minors protects children while also protecting these little beasts.

Thank goodness I didn't bring the Doromen today.

Otherwise, the little ones will definitely be upset.

Thinking of the Doro, Huang Musong suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Based on Donas's personality and style, a brilliant idea popped into his mind.

Since I can't physically discipline the little beast, I might as well use the technique of praising him to death!
Just do it,

Huang Musong maintained his smile, his eyes narrowed into slits, and exclaimed, "You're right. My oranges have thin peels and lots of juice, so they really can't withstand being squeezed. Young man, I see you have considerable strength and amazing bones; you're a good prospect for martial arts."

“Squeezing oranges doesn’t show off your skills. I’ll teach you a trick: go to that parking lot over there and break off car emblems.”

"Remember to take a selfie when you're breaking off the car emblem, post it online, and you'll definitely get over ten thousand likes!"

"When your classmates find out you've become a minor internet celebrity, they'll be incredibly envious. Imagine being showered with praise by your classmates... Amaterasu~"

Huang Musong patiently and meaningfully guided him.

The little boy was too young to distinguish between good and bad words, and he believed it to be true.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course!"

"What if the number of likes is less than 10,000?"

"If it's less than 10,000, I'll pay for the push notifications and make up the difference."

"Okay! It's a deal!"

After saying that, the little boy turned and left, heading straight for the parking lot without looking back.

Watching the little boy walk away, Huang Musong snorted coldly and whispered in a voice that no one else could hear: "Make up for it? I'll make up for it with an egg..."

After discarding the crushed oranges, Huang Musong began to attract the good children passing by the fruit shop, continuing to deliver the entire basket of fruit.

I estimate the time is about right.
Huang Musong went alone to the basement where he had lived for two years.

He carried rice, flour, and cooking oil in his left hand and a rack of pork ribs in his right.

Next, we're going to visit our old neighbor, Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu, a sanitation worker, is the one whose eggs were stolen by Duoluo before.

To be precise, Doraemon didn't intend to steal the eggs; it didn't know the eggs in the basket belonged to Aunt Liu.

I found out later.
Doraemon offered to buy eggs for Aunt Liu as a way of repaying her debt.
Aunt Liu also gave Duoluo some zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) that she made herself.

Today, Huang Musong visited Aunt Liu, intending to ask her to oversee the soon-to-open franchised fruit store on his behalf.

It won't interfere with Aunt Liu's sanitation work; she only needs to go to the fruit shop once a day for inspection, and her monthly salary is 3000 yuan.

For a sanitation worker,

Someone hired him to work part-time for half an hour each day to earn 3,000 yuan.
The surprise was no less than a windfall.

Huang Musong effortlessly signed the contract with Aunt Liu...
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In the evening, the living room of the villa was filled with the sounds of knocking and banging.

"Aow! Aow! Aow!"

Donas is skilled at playing the drums; her two little paws move quickly as she taps and shouts excitedly.

Dorothy, Doraemon, and Pina thought it was too noisy.
The three little ones hid upstairs, one in each room, and practiced playing according to the sheet music.

Not only practice playing,

They each set up their phones to do live streaming.
Although the revenue from a live stream without interaction is relatively small, it's still enough to buy a bottle of milk.

(End of this chapter)