A street vendor selling Harbin sausages once said, 'Free samples welcome,' but the customers he attracted turned out to be the local canine clan.
All because the boss casually tossed a sausage to a puppy once, unexpectedly triggering a ripple effect—one dog told ten, and ten told a hundred. While the boss hasn’t made a name among the locals, word has definitely spread in the dog community. Every time the sausages come out, the patrol of pooches comes running, guided by their noses.
No notice, no announcement, but always the same team of yellow-and-white furballs, showing up punctually in a pack of over ten. The only problem is, together they can’t scrape together even a single yuan.
The boss can’t even finish setting up his stall before being surrounded. The little ones do nothing but wag their tails at him every day. The kind-hearted boss, though exasperated, always ends up taking sausages to feed each one, even as he mutters that he can’t afford it anymore.
Even if the boss tries to secretly move his stall elsewhere, the canine clan can still easily track him down and show up at his booth on time.
We don’t know if the sausages have sold or not, but the puppies really can’t bear to leave…
You should know that a dog’s sense of smell is extremely keen — they have forty times as many scent cells as humans and can distinguish over 100,000 different odors. So rest assured, sausages from this boss are fresh and full of genuine meaty flavor; a dog’s nose doesn’t lie—especially not a whole pack of them!
The comment section is hilarious:
“To be honest, the service is a little slow—those customers are starving like dogs.”
“Believe me, if dogs love to eat it, it must be healthy and delicious!”
“This is what people say when dieting: ‘If I eat again, I’m a dog,’ and next thing you know, you’ve eaten a whole Harbin sausage.”
“Boss: After all this time, more dogs than people show up. May fortune come through the door—Wangcai (prosperity/dog’s name) is here first.”
“Harbin sausage—now that’s word of mouth!”
“Boss: What’s going on, why am I getting poorer the more sausages I sell!”
No notice, no announcement, but always the same team of yellow-and-white furballs, showing up punctually in a pack of over ten. The only problem is, together they can’t scrape together even a single yuan.
The boss can’t even finish setting up his stall before being surrounded. The little ones do nothing but wag their tails at him every day. The kind-hearted boss, though exasperated, always ends up taking sausages to feed each one, even as he mutters that he can’t afford it anymore.
Even if the boss tries to secretly move his stall elsewhere, the canine clan can still easily track him down and show up at his booth on time.
We don’t know if the sausages have sold or not, but the puppies really can’t bear to leave…
You should know that a dog’s sense of smell is extremely keen — they have forty times as many scent cells as humans and can distinguish over 100,000 different odors. So rest assured, sausages from this boss are fresh and full of genuine meaty flavor; a dog’s nose doesn’t lie—especially not a whole pack of them!
The comment section is hilarious:
“To be honest, the service is a little slow—those customers are starving like dogs.”
“Believe me, if dogs love to eat it, it must be healthy and delicious!”
“This is what people say when dieting: ‘If I eat again, I’m a dog,’ and next thing you know, you’ve eaten a whole Harbin sausage.”
“Boss: After all this time, more dogs than people show up. May fortune come through the door—Wangcai (prosperity/dog’s name) is here first.”
“Harbin sausage—now that’s word of mouth!”
“Boss: What’s going on, why am I getting poorer the more sausages I sell!”