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Chapter 11 Preparing for Opening

"Meow... Star Sea... Meow... Star Sea..."

The lucky cat chased the tip of its tail and seemed to be quite happy.

Fortunately, it seemed that it had accepted the name "Star Sea", Zhang Zi'an secretly glanced at his phone. Its origin and real name were still "ununlocked". It seemed that the expectant kitten had a huge favorability and had a hope of being with his body.

At least, it is no longer so afraid of him.

He really wanted to complain about this game, why should he start to win the favorability from negative values...

The sun sets soon, the solar street lights on the street automatically light up, and the fragrance of food was wafting in every household, and Zhang Zi'an's belly also cooperated to sing the empty city plan.

He cleared his throat, "Cough! Do you want to eat something? Or can I make you a comfortable cat nest and have some rest?"

The navigation elves said that it doesn’t have to eat, but what if it eats? Feeding is a shortcut to improving favorability!

Most residential buildings in Binhai City do not have heating and are relatively cold in winter, so the stores sell semi-enclosed and warm cat nests.

"Meow... don't eat... Meow... Xinghai hates nest... dark and small..." It immediately expressed strong rejection.

"Okay! Don't have a nest, let's not have a nest!" Zhang Zi'an was scared and sweated. It was the first time it clearly stated that he hated something... What does a cat nest have a grudge against it?

He gritted his teeth, "Then, why don't you go to sleep in my bed, I'll go to sleep somewhere else."

"Meow... Just stay here..."

It seemed to be very interested in the slightly empty first-floor shop, leaving a little bit of the small-leafed red sandalwood that it regarded as the base, expanding the radius of activity from 15 cm to 50 cm...

"Well, no problem, you can stay wherever you want in this room. By the way, my name is Zhang Zi'an, hello, Xinghai!"

"Meow...you...hello..." It buried its little face as if it was shy.

"I'm going upstairs to cook, then take a shower and do laundry. Is it okay for you to stay here by yourself?"

It nodded slightly.

Zhang Zi'an put his steps lightly, walked upstairs like a thief, walked into his bedroom, closed the door, and then collapsed on the bed, his whole body as tired as if he had fallen apart.

Treating this lucky cat is like holding a priceless porcelain. It must be energetic. You cannot say a word wrong or do actions to scare it. It is really tiring.

At the same time, Zhang Zian was almost 100% convinced that he must have suffered severe psychological trauma before, and that 100% of this trauma came from humans.

He no longer cares about why it is called the lucky cat. How mysterious its origin is. He just wants it to play happily like an ordinary cat... If you can do this by increasing your favorability, then he must increase your favorability! At all costs, you must increase it!

Just like other men of this age, Zhang Zian was also very troubled by cooking. His best staple food is instant noodles, his best dish is fried eggs, and his best knife skills are cutting ham sausages... Therefore, he often has to go to a small restaurant to solve the problem of food and clothing, but it is always unbearable to keep the lucky cat in the store, so he finally added sausages to instant noodles.

The lucky cat was very quiet on the first floor. He thought it had slipped away or disappeared several times, like a dream, like a phantom. He quietly went down the stairs and saw it squatting behind the floor-to-ceiling glass door at the door of the store, looking up at the night sky through the glass, and the starry sea reflected in his starry sea of ​​eyes.

The bright moonlight sprinkles on it, leaving a black and white shadow on the ground. It does not move, extremely illusory, as if it will dissolve in the moonlight in the next second, but it is extremely real, as if it represents eternity.

The fragile and powerful, indescribable sense of existence is heartbreaking.

It seems like a blasphemy to disturb this tranquility.

It was already cold at night.

Zhang Zi'an gently placed a cotton pad on the floor tiles, slid it in a little force, and then tiptoed upstairs as if he was coming.

He woke up by urine in the middle of the night. After going to the bathroom to solve the problem, he thought of it in a daze and suddenly woke up a lot. He walked down lightly and saw it curled up on a cotton pad, bathed in the moonlight and the stars, sleeping soundly.

He didn't sleep anymore in the middle of the night. He turned on his computer, browsed shopping websites, and searched for manufacturers who could customize cribs as required...

...

The next day, he still walked downstairs with panda eyes.

It's just dawn now, but he sets today as the official opening day, so he has to prepare in advance.

"Good morning, Xinghai!"

The lucky cat was awake, but he was still lying on the cotton pad, staring curiously at the pedestrians coming and going on the streets in the early morning through the floor-to-ceiling glass door. Some were preparing to go to work, some were just getting off work, and some were wearing silk training suits and long swords, and they were going to the park to exercise in groups of three or five. To be honest, due to the sufficient rest, these old people were more energetic than young people...

Last night, Zhang Zian didn't pull down the roller shutter door, but just locked the floor-to-ceiling glass door from the inside. There was nothing to steal in the store anyway - I've never seen a thief who specializes in stealing pets.

The lucky cat probably feels very safe through the glass door. Only when a person passes by the store will it crawl on the ground, as if saying: You can't see me, you can't see me!

Hearing Zhang Zi'an greeting, it shook its tail, "Meow, good morning...good morning..."

"Okay! We're going to start working!" Zhang Zi'an rolled up his sleeves and said confidently.

The lucky cat's attention was transferred from the pedestrian outside to him.

Yesterday, in order to avoid the new pets being frightened, they put them in the display cabinet after they came back without any treatment. Today, they have to face customers directly, so at least they have to wipe their bodies clean, tidy up their hair, and eliminate the odor of various animals in the farm.

Each pet store has a sink for bathing pets, which are usually set up in small compartments. The completely open one is not good and the temperature cannot be guaranteed during bathing. Especially in winter, the noise of the hair dryer or water blower will also make guests feel troubled.

Zhang Zian has no experience in bathing pets, so he chose two kittens and one puppy. Compared with adult cats weighing ten pounds and adult dogs weighing twenty pounds, kittens and puppies are much easier to serve, and their current hair is relatively short, which is easy to comb.

Adult long-haired cats and dogs are very troublesome to wash, and their hair is not dry for less than an hour or two. In the past, when my parents run a store, my mother bathed the pets in the morning and my father cleaned and organized the store. I could only wash one at most before opening every morning, but anyway, pets don’t need to bathe every day.

If the pet's thick hair cannot be blown dry, the consequences will be very serious. Fungus, eczema, and mites will grow on the bottom of the warm and humid hair layer. The pet will not tell people that it is itchy on its body, it will only rub it constantly...

Zhang Zian did not rashly challenge the epic task of bathing the cat. He just used a comb dipped in clean water to comb the knotted areas of their hair, clean their tear glands and ears with a cotton ball, and then wiped them clean their faces with a wet tissue, blew them a little, and put them in the sun and dry them.

He called a nearby flower shop and asked them to send them two flower baskets.
Chapter completed!
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