"Hey, here are the seeds you asked for."
Zhang Ji Xin rummaged around in his jacket for a while before finally pulling out a small paper package and tossing it in front of the black cat. "There's not much there, only enough for about two or three uses. Be careful when you record."
The paper bag was brown and had visible oil stains on it. It was presumably a remnant from Zhang Ji Xin's breakfast, likely torn from the bag in which his breakfast doughstick was packed.
Smelling the intense fragrance of oil coming from the bag, the black cat recoiled slightly, fearful that the oil stains might tarnish its beautiful black fur.
"I know, I know... With my skills, two times is enough." The black cat shrank back with its body while reaching forward with a claw. It swiftly opened the paper bag placed in front of it.
Inside the bag laid three shriveled green beans, laying lifelessly on the oil stain, seemingly lifeless.
