My cat can cultivate immortality

Chapter 32 What a trap?
This old man Li did what he said, and when he went out the door, he really went to help Wu Ren solicit customers.

So the Xu family's old man, the Sun's old man's, Lu's, Wang's...all the old men who could talk to Mr. Li were knocked on the door without exception.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Li didn't even enter the door, so he stood at the door and said a few words - the time for the chess appointment in the afternoon should be brought forward, so that everyone can come, half an hour earlier, saying that he would take them to a good place.

So I will not mention it for the time being.

Look at Wu Ren first.

After cleaning the tables and chairs in the hall, Wu Ren returned to the kitchen.At this moment, Tangerine had already fallen asleep, and she didn't know what dream she had. She hugged her fur mat, her mouth was crooked, her tongue was hanging out, she looked like a rascal among cats.

But for the sake of it's hard training all morning, Wu Ren decided not to make complaints about this ghostly sleeping appearance.

He himself restarted the pot and made two dishes.Chili scrambled eggs, broccoli fried shredded pork.

As for why they don't use ready-made ones in the pot...they have been eating pork belly chicken, chestnut roast chicken, and black-bone chicken soup for the past two days in order to improve the quality of their meals.

No matter how delicious something is, even eating it will make you tired.So in order to prevent the instinctive resistance to chickens, Wu Ren decided to use his own not-so-good level to stir-fry some other dishes.

While cooking, he was thinking that when the oranges "magically change" these dishes into their final form, he must find a way to quickly expand the menu.

So one hour later than the normal meal time, Wu Ren and Mayfair sat at the dining table hungry.

Both of them ate without saying a word, with their heads down.

Wu Ren was simply hungry, while Fei'er was a little cramped—although she had accepted the environment here in her heart, the store manager was the store manager after all, and she was still her immediate boss after all, so Fei'er always felt a little uneasy.

I don't know if it was the stern shop manager in the bakery who left a bad impression on her, or Wu Ren was too easy-going, not like a boss... some subtle sense of gap made Fei The child is always a little bit reserved.

Of course Wu Ren noticed this too, but he didn't point it out deliberately.

In contrast, the two new cihuamao quickly integrated into the new home.

Ever since Wu Ren bought a few cans of catnip for Coke, this guy has become a "smoker". Apart from wandering around all day, his favorite thing to do is lie down on the sofa and bite off the lid of the catnip can. Started to enter a state of ecstasy.

He still likes to hum in his mouth: "A cigarette afterwards is better than a living god."

Don't even know what it did.

Guoguo fell in love with the "Large Luxury Special Upgraded and Enhanced Version" cat climbing frame in the living room. Whenever he can't find this little rascal, he will definitely play hide-and-seek with you in the cat climbing frame.

Since Tangerine grew fat and could no longer climb to the top of the cat climbing frame through a small hole, this large toy has been owned by Guoguo.

After a simple lunch, Wu Ren chased Fei'er upstairs - during the lunch break, she was asked to tease the cat, and then went back to the room to sleep for a while.

He himself rubbed his temples, sat at the front desk, and opened the coding software on the computer.

In the past two days, due to miscalculations and being delayed by system tasks, there is no code word, and the saved manuscript has fallen from a full hundred chapters to 94.

The codeword obsessive-compulsive disorder is very unbearable. He has to find a way to take time to supplement these saved manuscripts.

After deftly posting a "嘿" emoji in the author group, Wu Ren put his hands on the keyboard.After a while, the crackling sound echoed in the restaurant on the first floor.

Coding is hard work.

Wu Ren sat there for more than two hours.

Looking at the 6000-word three chapters that came out of the new code, he stretched a lot, and then sent a "嘿" emoji to his readership.

In the end, what he replied was a bunch of "Hey, go to the code!", "Catch a monster alive!", Wu Ren grinned and laughed.

Since the death of his parents, there are very few things in Wu Ren's life that can make him smile from the bottom of his heart.

If there is any - except in the dream, it is the book review section of his novels, and this small book friend group with less than 200 people.

Although noisy, but distracted.

Whenever he sees readers discussing the characters and plots in their books, or praising, complaining, or even criticizing Wu Ren because of these, he will laugh happily.

Because these people's feelings are simple and direct, there is no hypocrisy or deceit at all.

People say that writers will live more and more innocently, and become more and more like children, Wu Ren thinks it is very reasonable.

……

So he lured the crowd in such a bad way, and accidentally attracted a large number of guests.

……guest?
It really is.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ren looked up, and saw a group of old men gathered around the front desk looking at him, the leader of which was holding his chin up, but there was indescribable satisfaction in his eyes——

Is it not Mr. Li or who?
Wu Ren immediately thought of what he said before leaving the shop.

"I'm going to solicit customers for you!"

Feelings are really soliciting customers, and there are quite a few people!Stand up and take a look, good guy, this must be a dozen or so people, right?
Mom...

Wu Ren's first reaction was not that the system tasks could be easily completed, but that he might not be able to keep his precious ingredients this time!

Smiling very painfully, Wu Ren said weakly: "Masters... what do you want to eat?"

……

10 minute later.

In Changqing's small shop, the sound of drinking soup kept coming and going.The culprit who caused this scene, Mr. Li, was holding a small bowl with a smile, and took a sip of the soup with a spoon.

Now that the old man knows the value of soup, he is not as anxious as other people who have never tasted it, but enjoys the delicious food little by little.

Seeing this group of old hooligans who usually brag and fart, and who are not arrogant, now drink soup with a foolish look, he feels very proud.

Wu Ren smiled helplessly beside him.

Even though Mr. Li's hair is combed neatly, his mind is crooked.Seeing his complacency, he looked like the kind of kid who found a good place and then showed off to a group of people.

Of course, don't tell the truth if you see it through.

However, he still underestimated the power of his "magically modified" black chicken soup.This group of old men obviously came after lunch, but at this moment they all asked for another bowl.

Wu Ren could only bite the bullet and say that the free trial is limited to one serving per person.After quoting the sky-high price of 68 yuan for a serving of black chicken soup, I reluctantly refused the request of the crowd.

In fact, he didn't prepare much today.It is said that there are two soup pots, but the practical ones are all small ones—the black chicken soup has already bottomed out at this time, and it is possible to sell so many servings because it secretly added a lot of water and boiled it temporarily.

In another pot, there was not much pork belly chicken left.Originally, I only made half a small pot, and I sold one portion at noon, and the rest was just enough for my family's dinner.

So what else is there to offer?

No matter what Mr. Li's chess friends said, Wu Ren just shook his head and smiled, his attitude was very firm.

One serving per person, nothing more.

So they had no choice but to give up. After discussing with each other for a while, you decided to wait until the evening to come back and try another meal.Wu Ren naturally laughed and agreed.

After a few minutes.

With a bright smile on his face, Wu Ren sent out a group of "shocked" old men.Seeing a group of people turning into the park, he quickly tore down the banner at the front of the door, and pulled the shutter door—it was closed!

Forced by the situation, there is no other choice!
So when it was time for dinner, a large group of people rushed to the door of the store like a group of old bandits, but what they saw was the locked rolling door and a note bleak in the cold wind:
"Our store has run out of ingredients today, so we will close first. It will officially open tomorrow, and welcome everyone to come!"

So all the old men stared at each other, and they were all stunned.

After a while, someone complained:
"This small shop is so pitiful?"

(End of this chapter)