The Egyptian Mau is the speed champion among domestic cats.
Zhang Zian had seen Fina's air strike before, it was like a gust of lightning. Renyi Mao is a raccoon cat, or an old cat. If it is a fight, it will definitely be at a disadvantage, and it may be KO in one shot. However, Renyi Cat didn't seem to sense the weirdness of the atmosphere. It was completely undefended, and it didn't have the hair-explosion phenomenon of ordinary cats when they were in danger.
When he was thinking about how to relieve the atmosphere, Xinghai stepped in at the right time and introduced himself: "Meow! Hello, I am Xinghai!"
Xinghai happened to block Fina's pounce route, Fina snorted coldly, turned her head and jumped onto the highest cat climbing frame. Although the Xinghai has never shown any aggressiveness, Fina also has to be cautious because it can't see the depth of the Xinghai.
Zhang Zian breathed a sigh of relief.
Renyi Mao chuckled and said, "I'm old, I've forgotten my name back then, so just call me Old Tea."
Zhang Zian didn't believe that it really forgot his name, probably just didn't want to say it. The name Old Tea is quite vivid. Its coat color is brown with black stripes. Of course, it may be because it likes to drink tea.
He introduced himself: "My name is Zhang Zian, you can call me Zhang Zian or Zian."
Xinghai walked around Old Cha happily, "Old Tea, do you want to play hide-and-seek together?"
"Hehe, the old man's legs and feet are not flexible, you should play."
Old Cha declined Xinghai's invitation, but luckily Xinghai didn't mind, anyway, Zhang Zian and the kittens would play with him.
Zhang Zian thought for a while, and asked tentatively: "Master Tea, the journey is exhausting, do you want to make you a cup of tea to quench your thirst? Although there is no good tea at home..."
Lao Cha immediately smiled, and his beard turned up, "You don't have to be too polite, as long as you have tea. It's not like I haven't never drunk a bowl of tea on the roadside."
Zhang Zian was also a little thirsty after lunch, so he went upstairs, first went to the kitchen to boil water, then went to his parents' bedroom to find the best tea in the house, and took out a tea set that was used as a display at home to wash It was clean, and served after brewing tea.
"Please use."
He purposely dug out a low table from the storage room, and put the teacup on the low table, so that it can easily sip tea without taking off its bamboo hat or bending over.
Old Tea didn't complain about anything, and even praised "the tea is good", but Zhang Zi'an knew very well that compared to the water, tea and tea sets in Wuyin Tea House, the things in his house were really shabby and inferior in quality. order of magnitude. However, in the face of Fanxing's pressing approach, even if he knows that tea is a way to improve the favorability of old tea, it is impossible for him to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy high-end tea and tea sets.
After drinking a cup of tea, the old tea looked into the distance leisurely, and said: "Sigh, the old ones are gone, and whoever sleeps will share afternoon tea..." Its expression was gloomy, as if it was nostalgic for the old days.
"Little friend, the important thing is not the tea, but the people who drink tea together." It said with emotion.
With Zhang Zian's age and experience at this time, it is of course impossible to fully understand the realm of Lao Cha, but he also thinks of the colleagues who have worked with the company for a short time and the students who studied and played together at school. The time in his memory is not long past , but it seems as far away as the last century.
He has not told his middle school and university classmates about his return to Binhai City. There are two reasons: one is that he feels it is unnecessary and he does not want to worry them; Nest here with pets, living a life similar to seclusion.
But do you want to ask him if he regrets it? His answer must be no.
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The impact of Fanxing's price reduction and promotion has emerged, and the traffic in the afternoon seems to be a little less than usual, and most of the guests who come here come to bathe the cat. But it doesn't matter, from the first day of opening the store, he decided to take the "less but better" route. As the people get richer, the consumption concept will definitely go from deformity to the right track. For a pet that can only accompany you for ten or fifteen years, a difference of two or three thousand in the initial price does not have much impact. But if you shoddy... Isn't there a saying that the eyes of the people are always discerning.
Justice may be late, but never absent.
In the evening, Wang Gan and Li Kun came on time to help him tidy up the store and clean the pet area, and then had dinner together. Zhang Zian gave them today's one hundred yuan, let them go back to school, and closed the store by the way.
Lao Cha is not picky about food at all, he doesn't care about what he gives, even the simple food—of course it doesn't mean that it is really simple food, it's just that Zhang Zian's craftsmanship is too trendy, and any good food and meat can only become simple food in his hands.
It is still very respectful to Fina, but it is not the kind of respectful respect, not the respect that courtiers show to the emperor, and not the respect that slaves show to the Pharaoh. In Fina's view, it is really outrageous. Zhang Zian was afraid that they would conflict, so he had to temporarily separate them when eating. Fina ate at the dining table on the second floor, and Lao Cha ate on the first floor. Fortunately, Lao Cha didn't mind it.
Zhang Zian felt that the old tea was like a hermit in ancient times. He didn't fight for fame or profit. He picked chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and saw Nanshan leisurely. He felt indifferent to the world.
The more indisputable it is, the less he dares to underestimate it. The common name "benevolence cat" was not born by the wind. The benevolent and righteous people in ancient China, if you don’t get angry, you can do it, if you don’t fight, you can do it, and if you get angry and fight, it is often blood splashed five steps and left a name in history!
Before going to bed at night, Zhang Zian wanted to free up the storage room on the second floor for Old Tea, but he insisted that he didn't need to bother, just give him a mat and sleep on the first floor.
He remembered that when he was in the Wuyin Tea House, it was crouching near the stove to keep warm. Knowing that all old cats are a little chilly, he found the small electric blanket he used when he was a child. Lay a thick mat next to the power socket in the car, and then cover it with an electric blanket, and ask it to lie down and try.
Lao Cha was very satisfied and thanked him repeatedly.
Zhang Zian originally thought that he would finally be able to take back his bedroom from Fina, but today Fina was very unhappy and had a sullen face, and he was worried about letting Fina and Lao Cha stay on the first floor at the same time.
"Xinghai, come here." He greeted Xinghai to the second floor.
"Zian, what's the matter?" It was full of question marks.
Zhang Zian clasped his palms together, and earnestly begged, "Can I ask you for a favor? Help keep the two of them in check, and don't let them pinch each other."
"Help? Zian asked Xinghai to help?" Its silver-gray eyes sparkled.
"Yes, this is something only you can do."
"Great! Xinghai can help! Xinghai can help!" It jumped up very happily, eager to try.
Huh? Xinghai was so happy to be able to help... Zhang Zian was very surprised, but also very moved.
He remembered that when he was a child, when his mother was too busy in the kitchen, he had asked him to help, and he was also very happy at that time, happy to be able to help his mother.
It turned out to be like this... He always wanted to take care of Xinghai, just let it play freely and happily, but he ignored Xinghai's intentions—it wanted to help him more than play.
"Xinghai is such a good boy." He said softly, just like his mother once told him.
Zi An is really a good boy.
He seemed to hear his mother's voice again.
"Xinghai is a good boy! Xinghai is a good boy!" Xinghai became even happier.
Zhang Zian watched it circle around several times, and said, "Xinghai, I'll give you a task!"
"Mission?" Xinghai stopped jumping for joy and looked at him puzzled.
"A very important task!" Zhang Zian said seriously, "Xinghai likes to be lively, right?"
"Xinghai likes to be lively! Let's play hide and seek together!" Xinghai nodded.
Zhang Zian smiled and said: "That's right, there will be more and more friends in the future, and there may be many of them..." He looked at Fei Na and lowered his voice, "Maybe some of them have a bad temper like Fei Na. Xinghai, you are here to maintain the peace in the shop! Xinghai, do you have the confidence to do it?"
"Yes!" Xinghai said, puffing out his chest.
"Okay! I leave this important task to you!" Zhang Zian encouraged.
Having said that, he can't blame Xinghai for everything, and at the same time, he must also take into account Fina's feelings. After all, cats have a strong sense of territory. If a new cat suddenly comes to the house, the original cat will definitely be unhappy. .
In order to separate Fina from Laocha, he moved Fina's princess bed to his bedroom on the second floor.
"You sleep in your bed, I sleep in mine, is that okay?" He tentatively asked Fina.
Fina glared at him coldly, jumped onto her princess bed, pulled the gauze curtain, and lay down on the bed.
Zhang Zian breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on his single bed, looking at the cold and distant night sky through the familiar window. He didn't take back his bedroom completely, but at least he took back his bed.
I'm afraid that the favorability will drop again!
How do you say that? Only women and kittens are difficult to raise!