Just a little bit.

Zhang Zi'an was almost labeled by the descendants of the Zhang family (assuming that there were) as "the first emperor did not start a business and the middle way collapsed", which also made him understand more deeply that some things cannot be said and some cats cannot be provoked.

I thought I would spend a quiet and comfortable day in the sound of Langlang's story, but I didn't expect that there would be a lot of birds and cats jumping since the morning, Richard and Snow Lion asked at an average frequency of every five minutes why they hadn't appeared yet, and Fina was suspicious of every book review like a victim paranoia, and felt that there were always people who wanted to harm me...... Xinghai, Lao Cha and Feimas listened quite seriously, but when they encountered some unintelligible terms, they would also ask questions, and Zhang Zi'an had to stop and explain to them, which caused the originally coherent story to be read in fragments and tired!

When it was almost noon, two young people, a man and a woman, pushed the door in a foam incubator, and it was Tingting and Xiaozhuang, who were volunteers in the snack bar.

"Why are you? I was just talking about getting it myself. Zhang Zi'an closed the screen of his mobile phone and took the foam incubator from them.

It stands to reason that Xiaozhuang and Tingting only need to work for 1 hour each in the morning and evening, and they are only responsible for taking care of the cats, and do not need to meddle in the daily business affairs of the store.

"We saw that the old couple was too busy, so we took a favor and didn't have anything to do anyway. Tingting and Xiaozhuang glanced at each other and replied.

They have never actually raised cats before, and have been stuck in the stage of sucking cats on the forum Weibo and raising cats in the cloud, but this time they are personally involved in the process of raising cats, and they are taking care of seven cats at once, so that they really understand that raising cats is not an easy task. Each cat has a different personality, some are naughty, some are quiet, some are relatives, some are withdrawn, and their attitude towards strangers is also different.

On the first day of volunteering at the snack bar, they even made a joke when they saw that there were eight food bowls and eight cat litter boxes in the storage room that was used as a temporary shelter for cats, so they felt that it was a waste to take one of each and put it away, and secretly laughed at the Li couple for maybe they were old and confused, and they didn't know how to count, which caused the seven cats to make an awkward fuss, pushing and snatching each other's food and sand boxes.

After the education of the Li couple, they learned that when raising multiple cats, the number of food bowls and sand boxes needs to be one more than the number of cats, otherwise there will be a scramble, which is not that the old couple does not know how to count, but that the cat does not know how to count. Since then, they no longer dare to take matters into their own hands, humbly learn the knowledge of raising cats, and volunteer for more than two hours a day at the snack bar, and take the initiative to help with other things.

Every day, the Li couple would privately report to Zhang Zi'an and Sun Xiaomeng about Xiaozhuang and Tingting's performance that day, so Zhang Zi'an knew that they were working hard, but he still reminded: "If you say that you will do it for a month, you will have to do it for a month, even during the Chinese New Year." ”

"Don't worry, we have nothing to do during the Chinese New Year, unless there is any natural or man-made disaster, we must come to report every day. They replied confidently.

"Oh, can it really work?" Zhang Zi'an deliberately made a problem, "It seems that it will be Valentine's Day not long after the Chinese New Year, right?

Xiao Zhuang and Tingting glanced at each other and sweetly clasped hands, "We have already met both parents, and we can just spend Valentine's Day casually, and we will not delay the time to volunteer." ”

What a handful of dog food that caught you off guard.

Zhang Zi'an burst into tears, he didn't expect that the New Year would be soon, and he would be forced to stuff dog food, it was really superfluous to ask!

When the two of them left with the empty foam incubator, Zhang Zi'an prepared food for the elves, and he himself had to eat lunch.

Since Wang Qian, Li Kun and Lu Yiyun were not there, he didn't order takeout, anyway, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and he also plans to change his taste - even if Uncle Li's takeaway is good and cheap, he is a little tired of eating it. According to different customs in various places, Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year are to eat dumplings, he is too lazy to make dumplings by hand, simply buy a few packs of quick-frozen dumplings from the supermarket and throw them into the refrigerator, and cook a pack when he wants to eat.

He hadn't cooked for himself for a long time, and he was going to eat dumplings at noon today.

Eating quick-frozen dumplings couldn't be easier, take water and boil the dumplings to get out of the pot, and then get some vinegar and garlic to dip and eat.

In the kitchen on the second floor, he put the quick-frozen dumplings into the pot, prepared an empty plate to prepare the dumplings that had just come out of the pot, took out the dishes and chopsticks that had not been used for a long time and put them aside, and began to chop garlic on the cutting board.

After cutting two heads of garlic, he put the minced garlic into a bowl, poured in some vinegar, and then dripped two drops of sesame oil, stirred well, smelled very fragrant, and made people appetize.

He put his chopsticks on the mouth of the bowl and waited for the dumplings to cook out of the pot.

It's boring to wait, but if there's a fire on the stove and you can't leave the kitchen to do something else, you might forget about it.

He reclined beside the cooking table, boredly looking east and west in the kitchen, and when his eyes swept over the dishes and chopsticks, his heart seemed to be touched, and a certain thought flashed through his mind, but when he moved his gaze back to the dishes and chopsticks, trying to relive the strange feeling just now, he couldn't think of anything.

He frowned, staring at the dishes and chopsticks in thought.

The bowl is an ordinary bowl with a white body and a grayish shading, and the glaze on the outside is slightly worn due to long-term wear and use. Although this bowl has not been used for a long time, it has been used before, and it has been re-washed just now, and there is no unhygienic problem.

The same is true for chopsticks, which are a pair of ordinary bamboo chopsticks, which were the light yellow color of the bamboo itself when they were first bought, and are now slightly browned, which is very easy to use.

Zhang Zi'an has used this pair of chopsticks countless times, and it stands to reason that there shouldn't be any strange feelings, so what was the touch in his heart just now? It seems that he has vaguely grasped the answer to solve a certain problem.

The water in the pot was almost boiling, the wisps of heat rose suddenly, and the dumplings with white flowers floated in the water.

Zhang Zi'an grabbed a life-saving straw and tried his best to grasp the tail of that inspiration. He knew that he had to come up with it before boiling the pot, otherwise he would completely interrupt his train of thought as soon as he turned off the heat to serve dumplings, but if he didn't turn off the heat, the water in the pot would overflow again, and the gas might be extinguished.

A pair of straight chopsticks were tightly placed together on the round mouth of the bowl, as if to challenge him.

Goo!

The water in the pot was already boiling, white foam was rapidly accumulating on the surface of the water, and the lid of the pot was shaking constantly, and the water was about to overflow out of the pot.

At the last moment, Zhang Zi'an finally figured it out, he rushed over and turned off the fire mechanically, but he grabbed the answer in his mind and revisited it repeatedly, for fear of forgetting it again and again with an oversight.