Zhang Zian had never seen Vladimir eat anything, and he knew that it didn't need to either.
Aunt Li's eyes scrunched up in glee seeing the blue cat eat the small dried fish. "I have never seen a cat that doesn't eat dried fish. They eat it even when they're extremely full."
She didn't notice that Vladimir had only tasted the small dried fish and opened its mouth again to spit the fish back out into the dish.
"Oh right, shopkeeper Zhang, you can bring us another two or three strays or any abandoned cats at the clinic. These cats with me are mostly adopted, and they will be leaving the shop within half a month." She pointed at the few strays playing with the customers.
"Okay, I got it. I'll get them sent over within the next two days." Zhang Zian drank a few sips of the sour plum drink. The cold, sour yet sweet, deep purple liquid flowed through his throat, calming his palate and his heart and flooding his body with energy.
