Germans not only like dogs, but also like to keep other pets.
The number of pets in Germany is very large. On average, one household in every three households has pets. Although dogs are basically seen on the street, all kinds of dogs, but in fact, the number of domestic cats is more than 8 million. The number of pet dogs ranks second with more than 5 million, and the remaining rabbits, hamsters and guinea pigs add up to about 5 million.
Zhang Zian led Femas and walked towards the direction pointed by the man. The other elves followed behind, looking around curiously.
Not too far away, a comprehensive pet store appeared on the side of the road. It was astonishingly large, with two floors above and below, almost equivalent to a medium-sized supermarket. Compared with others, Zhang Zian's store looked like a slum.
Stepping into the store, there was a wide variety of pet supplies, and even Zhang Zian, an industry insider, couldn't tell what they were for.
The staff in uniform in the store were all busy, and no one came forward to greet him, so he wandered around the store casually.
"What is this?" He walked to a shelf and asked Richard in a low voice, not knowing the German words on it.
"Let me see..." It was warmer in the store, and Richard jumped on his shoulders from under the hood and bent over to stare at the shelves.
"Quack! This is cat food!" it said. "Each row is divided into different categories. There are domestic, wild, semi-domestic, and normal and sensitive cats. It looks pretty good."
"What?" Zhang Zian was stunned, "There is also cat food specially for wild cats?"
He was shocked by the degree of subdivision of the German pet market. He actually prepared a separate type of cat food for stray cats outside, and strengthened certain aspects of nutrition according to the dietary characteristics of stray cats. The stray cats in Germany are really happy.
The so-called semi-domesticated cats probably refer to the kind of cats that eat at home for three meals and usually play outside. After all, many German families have their own small yards.
Next to the cat food shelf is a shelf selling snacks. There are many plastic containers of different colors on the shelf. Each container has a plastic spatula for customers to choose the portion they want.
There are also many types of snacks, and the shapes are very cute, including sandwich biscuits, five-color beans, donut-shaped biscuits, dog bone-shaped biscuits, with the heat and aroma of freshly baked, if it did not appear in the pet shop, Zhang Zian must have thought it was a snack for humans. The price is about 3 euros per kilogram, which is not cheap.
Beside the snacks racks, there are several rows of pet supplies racks. There are various styles and sizes of air boxes, cat bags, cat bells, combs, shearers, etc., which are dazzling.
Zhang Zian picked up a leash and looked at it. Such an ordinary leash cost no more than 30 yuan in his shop, and it cost 30 euros here.
He had no choice but to put the leash back to its original position, envious of his German counterparts, who were stupid and had a lot of money.
Turning around, he found that Phimas did not follow, but fixedly stared at a certain place on the shelf.
He walked back again, and saw that Fei Max was looking at a row of sunglasses. These sunglasses were designed for dogs, with bright colors and cool shapes. After wearing them, he could transform into a regular person (dog?).
"Femas, do you want a pair?" He knelt down and asked.
Femas licked his lips and said enviously, "Pi's glasses are very beautiful."
"Okay, then I'll buy you a pair, which one do you like?" Zhang Zian smiled, "Why don't you try them all?"
His proposal caught Femus's arms, and he nodded immediately: "Then try it."
People have to try them on when buying glasses, and dogs have to try them repeatedly when buying glasses, otherwise it is difficult to find which one is the right size and whether it can fit firmly on the nose.
There was a small floor-to-ceiling mirror next to it. Zhang Zian asked Fei Max to sit in front of the mirror, fetched a few pairs of glasses, and tried them on one by one. If he was not satisfied, he would put them back. filter.
After trying it out, he and Femas agreed that there were three or four models that were good, but they were not sure which one to choose.
"Good eyesight, but I prefer the black one."
A voice speaking German came from behind.
Zhang Zian looked back, and standing behind him was a white woman in her forties, with a slightly fat body and a smiling face. She looked very friendly, and she was also wearing the uniform of this pet shop's employees.
She moved closer, pointing to the blackish-yellow hair of Femas and said: "Your dog is very beautiful and strong. I think black sunglasses can better bring out his heroic appearance. The orange one is not bad though. , but it doesn’t feel right for it.”
Knowing that Zhang Zian couldn't understand German, Richard said in English with his accent: "The black one? Let me see."
Zhang Zian understood, and tried on the black-framed oval lens sunglasses again for Femas. Looking at it from various angles, it is true that wearing black-framed sunglasses is more handsome, while the orange ones have a hippie feel.
In the evening, when Femas, wearing a bow tie and sunglasses, stepped onto the red carpet, the jaws of the onlookers would definitely drop.
"Thank you for your suggestion, let's take this one." He nodded.
"I'm glad I can help you." The middle-aged woman smiled and said in English.
Since the last trip to the United States, Zhang Zian's English conversation level has improved by leaps and bounds, and daily communication is not a problem.
She looked at Femas with a very professional eye, "It's really a good dog. It's rare to see such a dog now, mind if I ask where I bought it?"
"I didn't buy it." Zhang Zian explained: "This is a dog in my shop. I also run a pet shop, but in China."
"So you are a colleague from China?" The middle-aged woman was very surprised, "I'm Lena, nice to meet you."
"I am..." Before he could finish speaking, Richard preempted him and said, "Jeff Zhang! This is Femas!"
"Hello, Jeff! Hello, Femas! Are you traveling to Germany?" After shaking hands, Reina asked curiously.
"No, it's not a trip, because my dog starred in a movie, and this time I came to Germany to participate in the Berlin Film Festival." Out of respect for his colleagues, Zhang Zian didn't hide anything.
"Wow! Really?" Reina exclaimed in disbelief. "Your dog is in a movie and at the Berlinale? Can you tell me which movie it is?"
Before Zhang Zian could answer, she widened her eyes as if remembering something, "Oh my God! China... Movies about dogs... You're not talking about the "War Dogs", are you?"
"Exactly." Zhang Zian smiled.