Zhang Zian had never seen Vladimir eat anything before, and he knew that it didn't eat anything.
Seeing that the blue cat had eaten the dried fish, Aunty Li squinted her eyes and smiled. "I've never seen a cat that doesn't eat dried fish. Even if it's full, it still eats it."
She didn't notice that Vladimir only felt the taste of the dried fish, opened its mouth, and spat the dried fish back into the plate.
"Right, Store Manager Zhang, get us another two or three stray cats, or the cats that were abandoned at the clinic. These few have been taken by people, and they'll be picked up within half a month." She pointed at the stray cats that were playing with the customers.
"Okay, got it. That's easy. I'll send them over in a day or two." Zhang Zian drank two mouthfuls of the sour plum soup. The cool, sour, and sweet dark purple liquid flowed down his throat, and even his mood calmed down. He felt a surge of strength in his body.
"Okay, then I'll wait to receive them," Aunty Li said happily.
When Zhang Zian drank the sour plum soup, he was afraid that the soup would spill on the proposal, so he put the proposal aside. Aunty Li noticed the proposal and squinted at it. "What is this?"
"A proposal that I made."
Since he had nothing to do, Zhang Zian drank the sour plum soup and briefly explained his idea. He had repeated it too many times in the morning, and now it was almost as smooth as flowing water. He didn't stutter at all.
"Oh." Aunty Li suddenly understood. "Then I'll sign for you too. These stray cats are really pitiful, and I always feel bad about using them to earn money. If I can help them, it will make me feel better."
Zhang Zian passed the pen to her. "Then please."
Aunty Li wiped her hands clean on her apron and solemnly signed her name on the paper. She said apologetically, "My old man is busy in the kitchen. It's a mess there, and his hands aren't clean either, so I won't let him sign."
"It's okay. Go do what you need to do. You don't have to keep calling me." Zhang Zian smiled. "I'm already very grateful for your signature."
"Then I'll go in."
Aunt Li quickly went to greet the customer. Someone was ordering.
The other customers felt that Zhang Zian was very strange from the moment he entered the door. It was normal to bring their own drinks to a restaurant. After all, the drinks in the restaurant were very expensive, and they might not be the real thing. But it was strange to bring his own cat to pet. If he had a cat, why didn't he pet it at home? Was it better to pet it in a group?
Zhang Zian didn't know the complicated thoughts in their hearts. He summed up the previous experience and lessons in his mind, thinking about how to get signatures more efficiently.
One of the diners had finished stroking the cat and was walking out with satisfaction. When he passed by Zhang Zian's table, he kindly reminded him, "Hey, your cat ran out. Aren't you going to chase it?"
The weather at this time was neither hot nor cold, and the air quality was also very good. There was no need to turn on the air conditioner. Therefore, only half of the door of the restaurant was closed, and the other half was opened for ventilation. The cats in the shop were ordered by Fina not to leave the shop without permission. Even if the door was open, there was no fear that they would run out.
Zhang Zian replied nonchalantly, "Okay, I got it. Thank you."
Vladimir often disappeared suddenly, so he was already used to it.
"It ran out with the plate in its mouth. You lost the cat, and you still have to pay for the plate." Seeing that he was so calm, the person couldn't help but say.
Zhang Zian subconsciously looked down. The small plate on the ground had indeed disappeared.
He drank the rest of the sour plum soup in one gulp, stood up, and said, "Thank you. I'll go chase it now."
The other diners solidified the impression that he was a strange person. He wasn't afraid of losing the cat, but he was afraid of losing the plate …
He took his coat and walked outside. He turned his head and looked around. Very soon, he found that Vladimir hadn't gone far. It was squatting on a nearby roof, and there were a few other stray cats nearby. Each cat was chewing and chewing. There was no need to ask. They were definitely eating dried fish.
Vladimir didn't eat it itself, but it didn't want to waste the dried fish either. It took the plate out with its mouth and distributed it to the stray cats nearby, sharing the good fortune with them.
Zhang Zian walked over slowly and found a shady place to wait.
After a while, Vladimir jumped down again with the plate in its mouth. It turned its head to look at him, but it couldn't speak with something in its mouth. It ran back to the snack bar to put the plate down and ran back.
"Corruption and waste are great crimes," it said.
Zhang Zian couldn't agree more, so he reached a tacit understanding with it on this point.
In fact, even if it didn't take the dried fish away, he was still wondering if he should put the dried fish in his pocket and bring it back … Because if he left the dried fish there and walked away, there would definitely be other diners who would pick up the dried fish to play with the cats.
"Are all the cats in that shop just now stray?" it asked.
"Some are, but not all are. Some are stray cats. After they get sick, the owners don't want to spend money to treat them, so they abandon them in the pet clinic. If no one claims them for a long time, they can basically be considered stray cats, because the clinic can't keep them all the time. In the end, they can only contact private or official stray animal shelters," Zhang Zian explained. "Later, the old couple of the shop decided to open a snack bar where customers could eat and play with cats at the same time. I helped them contact some customers. Some customers felt bad for playing with cats too much, so they decided to adopt the cats they liked. In the end, it was a win-win situation for all three parties."
"That's not bad." Vladimir nodded.
"But compared to the number of stray cats, this is just a drop in the bucket," Zhang Zian said.
It tilted its head and stared at the sign of the snack bar. It asked doubtfully, "Businessmen value profit more than parting. According to what you said, the shop owner doesn't want this proposal to become a bill, right? Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to get the cats for free. "
In the proposal, in addition to the common appeal to protect small animals, there were also other suggestions, hoping that the country would regulate the sale of pets and ensure that customers clearly understood the pros and cons of raising pets before buying them. They also couldn't let customers casually abandon their pets after buying them. This was all learned from Germany's animal protection law.
Zhang Zian laughed. "Even if they are businessmen, not all of them are profiteers. I've known this old couple for a long time. They never earn money that goes against their conscience. Why do they run a restaurant? Because they don't have other skills to make a living. They don't do business entirely for the sake of profit. "
Vladimir stared at him. "What about you? Why do you do business? "
"Me?" Zhang Zian was stunned by the question. He thought about it and said, "Because although working is stable, it's like being locked in a cage. Running a shop, on the other hand, is very free, although it's very likely to lose money."
"It's like a house cat and a stray cat," it said meaningfully.
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