Zhang Zian opened the shutter door and went back to his pet shop with Zhan Tian.
The elves had woken up. Lying on the cat tree, Fina unpleasantly asked the empty-handed Zhang Zian, "Where is my breakfast? Did you just go out and feed yourself?"
"Wait a minute. I went out too early and the breakfast at the restaurant hadn't been prepared yet." To avoid listening to its nagging, Zhang Zian did not take off his coat, but picked up his big broomstick and shovel and went out again to clear the snow and ice in front of the store.
Today, Wang Qian and Li Kun would not come over, so all the cleaning work would be done alone by Zhang Zian. It was customary for a pet shop, even if it was closed for holidays, to replace the cat litter, clean the dog feces, and disinfect the indoor environment as usual. When all these heavy chores were finished, why not simply open the door to make money?
