Su Ping looked up at him. It was an aged man wearing a Tang suit with a bird pet about half as large as a human.
This bird was covered with crimson feathers and it looked like an ostrich with its head dangling down. The bird seemed to be lifeless.
Su Ping was surprised the moment he saw this bird.
"Sir, do you have some unique bird food? Something tastier?" Fan Shangde looked at the seemingly young Su Ping who was behind the counter and stepped forward to talk to him.
"Tastier pet food?" Su Ping didn't expect this question. But Su Ping understood after he looked at the depressed bird. "Its appetite is not good recently, is it?"
Fang Shangde nodded. He sounded vexed. "It began to eat less a few days ago. I don't know why. I took it to the doctors but none of them found any results."
Su Ping said that he understood the problem. He turned around and took out a bottle of "Scarlet Stone Fruit." "I think it will like this," Su Ping proposed.
