It is already evening, which is also the time when cats are most active.
There are many lazy kittens in the feeding area, either basking in the sun or walking around.
As soon as these grandmas entered this area, the first thing they did was count the cats.
"Oops, one is missing again! What happened? They weren't captured by some cat dealer and made mutton skewers, right?"
I heard a grandma next to me yell angrily: "You can't expect these cats to be well. Why don't you say that there are perverts who abuse cats in our community and dissect them all?"
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Mai Fan looked at the noisy grandmothers who were already imagining the worst...
All we could do was go up and break up the fight: "Grandma, grandma, before the incident is clear, it is useless for us to make any guesses."
"Now that you have called our column team."
"No matter what the final success or failure is, I will give my grandmothers an explanation."
"It's just that the workload of this matter is too great. The investigation period given by my unit is only one week, which is five working days."
"If I really can't find any clues within this time, I may have to follow up on another news lead."
"I hope the grandmas won't be disappointed because of this and give up on the cats."
"If you are really worried, please help me monitor whether there are any abnormal phenomena in the area recently."
"This will make my work much easier."
"It's just that in the end, I really couldn't find anything. Grandmas, just don't scold me for this."
Mai Fan's face is so deceptive. The young man is fair and smiling, and his attitude is particularly sincere.
These grandmas were so embarrassed by his laughter that they were too embarrassed to continue arguing.
Everyone looked at the sky and saw that it was time to make dinner. Under Mai Fan's persuasion, they dispersed one by one and went back to their homes to do their work.
Now, finally, Mai Fan is the only one left.
It's early rather than late, so Mai Fan plans to squat here tonight to find out the movement patterns and patterns of these cats.
According to the grandmothers, the three missing cats have their own small group.
The first one is the big black cat that disappears first.
There are about six or seven cats in the group of cats it leads.
The only one who was active in this area today... was the white cat who belonged to the big black group.
Mai Fan looked at the cat from a distance, it was really interesting.
It had a big piece of canned cat food in its mouth, but it didn't eat it. Instead, it ran to a very hidden alley.
Mai Fan smiled, he was lucky, he probably found a clue, right?
In order not to disturb the white cat, Mai Fan just dropped it from a distance.
Watching the cat swishing into the alley, he followed it in.
'brush!'
The little white cat nimbly jumped up the low wall and climbed over from the alley!
If this was Mai Fan a day ago, there is a high probability that he would be at a loss what to do.
But now, Mai Fan chuckled: "Thank you, grandpa."
After saying that, he sped up and ran, raised his arms, and climbed onto the edge of the wall.
Then……
The white figure jumped once, twice, and jumped at least two low walls. Then he jumped again and landed on the other side of the wall... Mai Fan, who was leaning against the wall... was so energetic.
It just leaked out.
"What the hell!"
No matter how much the agility bonus is, this person is still not as good as a cat.
Mai Fan had no choice but to jump off the low wall and rely on his memory to touch the spot where the white cat jumped.
After a while, Mai Fan lost track of the cat.
He walked down this alley, and there were at least four old houses in the area on both sides of the alley wall where the kitten disappeared.
These are old buildings built in the 1990s.
It has a ceiling of six floors, no elevator, two rooms on one elevator, and a small two-bedroom layout.
Mai Fan could only keep the surroundings of these buildings in mind, and wait until dawn to follow them again.
After finishing all this, Mai Fan called his senior brother, briefly told him about today's situation, and then returned home.
Tomorrow morning, he will enter the tavern.
Maybe when he comes back from the third world, the real problems will be solved.
Mai Fan, who had a big heart, rarely had a solid night's sleep.
Early the next morning, he carried a bag of selected ingredients and walked towards the tavern.
Mai Fan checked the pocket on his shoulder to make sure there was no one around, then opened the door of the mysterious tavern.
Brushing and pulling, the dust kicked up by the door panel flew in the sunlight.
The hands of the clock behind the cashier counter in the tavern have already returned to the 0 position.
But the countdown numbers on the clock have not reached the end yet.
There was still some time before leaving for another world, so Mai Fan continued to walk to the kitchen with the sack on his back.
The dilapidated kitchen, the pots and pans are still the same.
Mai Fan added some relatively rare ingredients to the food shelf on the stove.
For example, fern is still added when making porridge in the northwest, donkey-hide gelatin is believed by Jiaodong people to replenish qi and blood, wolfberry is the favorite of the elderly for making tea, and jasmine is something Maifan takes a sip from time to time.
In the previous world, these ingredients that would not affect the overall process were allowed to be brought over.
He can be more prepared for this world.
The functionality of this pub is excellent.
However, when the pills are actually produced, the help of a master chef is needed to maximize the effectiveness of the pills.
In the first two worlds, one is because it is pure food and does not matter about taste, and the other is because he has the conditions to let a nanny with excellent cooking skills deliver food to him, so that he can achieve the effect of kneading each pill to the maximum effect.
But what if, in the next world, he travels to a world with difficult conditions?
Just my cooking skills...
Mai Fan raised his head and said to the pot: "Kitchen, you are a mature kitchen, you should learn to cook delicious food on your own."
Bistro:……
Silence, no response, just when Mai Fan thought he couldn't wait for the answer... then a floating arrow suddenly appeared in the back kitchen.
The arrow points to a reminder board in front of the stove.
There are a few colorful pins stuck on the board, and a few blank menu papers are nailed under the pins.
When did this board appear?
Mai Fan looked carefully.
This is like the reminder menu board pinned above the head of the chef in a Western restaurant.
The function of the board is to remind the chefs in the back kitchen.
The waiter in the reception area handed the menus that the guests had ordered to the back kitchen, and the chef's assistant split the menus into pieces and pinned them to the heads of the chefs responsible for different dishes.
Those cooks who are working hard only need to look at the list above their heads to know which dish they should make and how many more they need to make.
