Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

In the morning, Clara caught the dirty Nancy, pulled her tail, forced her to take a bath, and gave her food only after seeing the clean kitten.These days, Nancy returns to the store more and more regularly. She comes back to have breakfast at five or six in the morning, and returns to drink milk after ten in the evening.

Clara prepared a warm and comfortable blanket for Nancy, probably because it was too cold outside, and Nancy was gradually willing to stay in the store to sleep, realizing that this arrogant kitten was more and more compliant with her changes, Clara had no choice but to Self-proclaimed unsatisfactorily.

So she posted a few photos of Nancy on Facebook, including the stray cat period when Nancy was covered in injuries, and the clean and slightly fat little tabby cat period.

In short, this kitten with a purple cloth ring around its neck looks very healthy. Clara wrote: "Stray cats are always disobedient, just give them a good beating. Hello everyone, I am a cat abuser in the new era Pioneer, Miss Clara Cooper".

Leonard's comment was received below.

"What a cute cat, I don't believe you can hit it at all."

Then followed by another comment:

"I believe. -Dr. Cooper using roommate's FB."

Roommates are no excuse for your schizophrenia, Clara rants, replying to Dr. Cooper's comment below:

"Aside from cat abuse, can Schrödinger abuse something else, such as Sheldon? —Miss Cooper who is abuse cat."

Soon, she received two replies:

"Schrödinger can't, but Sheldon's mother can!"

"Yet you'll never be able to summon my mother [smile] [smile], the stupid foreigner who lives across the ocean, huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssateds from Dr. Cooper."

Facing this childish provocation, Clara felt nothing in her heart, and even wanted to laugh.Oh lad, it's time for you to see an explosive weapon other than mom.

"Have you ever heard of the story between roommates? I have a college classmate named Peter. He and his roommate Wade didn't get along very well, but they received the same email at different times and places. Peter and Wade They were very curious, so on a dark and stormy night, they set off separately to the destination mentioned in the mail, and there was no doubt that they met on the banks of the Thames. Then, they saw"

After typing the last word without adding any punctuation marks, Clara decisively shut down after sending out a paragraph.

Then she happily packed her bag, and finally rubbed Nancy who was nestling peacefully on her bed. She didn't go out until she heard the kitten's soft "meow~".

Leaving the grocer business aside for a moment, I went to Black's to discuss the ownership of the Charing Street bookstore.

Oh, speaking of it, she was really moved by her kindness. Yesterday when she heard that the old man had no place to live, she gave him the keys to the suburban house and only charged a very meager rent.

Clara, who has never done any good deeds, is a rare kindness. In her heart, she feels that the sky is bluer, the water is clearer, the traffic is not blocked, and the air quality in London seems to have improved!

There may be other subjective factors, but there is no traffic jam... The bus came from Baker Street with a green light, and there was no traffic jam miraculously, so she arrived at Black Bookstore very quickly.

Ignoring the CLOSED sign on the door, Clara happily pushed the door open. Before she could speak, she was shocked by the cleanliness and emptiness of the bookstore.

Blake's bookstore is so clean?

Blake's bookstore is out of books?

The strangeness of the two is almost indistinguishable. Just when Clara was still struggling to sort these two doubts, a man with a hairstyle that looked like a Middle Eastern... er, a Jew appeared in front of her?

Oh, no, if you look carefully, this person's appearance is still familiar with the British style.

The other party smiled at her: "Beautiful lady, hello—"

"Wait a minute!" Clara interrupted him, then rushed out of the bookstore, looked up and looked at the name of the building several times, and re-entered the bookstore after confirming that she had gone the right way, adjusted her tone, and asked politely: " Elder, may I ask if you took this place as a church and went wrong?"

"No," Manny said bluntly, "I'm the newly hired accountant in the store, just call me Manny."

Then Blake's voice came from the back room of the bookstore: "Manny! See my razor! Pass me my razor!"

Clara smiled, hehe, your accountant is still in charge of looking for razors?

Manny gave Clara a polite smile, and then went in to help Blake find the razor in a really good manner.

Now it's Clara's turn to freeze in place, God, where are such accountants sold? !Do you still have wholesale? !

When Black came out, before he could say hello, Clara opened her mouth and asked, "Where did you find Manny?"

"Two days ago, he came to the door by himself." Blake said, and then began to narrate the miraculous story of that day.

After Clara listened to Black's narration, she chose to give up the idea of ​​wholesale a dozen of Manny. Obviously, an accountant like Manny who is also a clerk, a nanny, and an emotional trash can is the only one who stepped on cat feces like Bernard Black. Only when coffee is lucky can we meet.

"Are you here to poach someone today?" Black applauded happily, "Welcome!"

Clara was surprised: "Could it be possible to poach the wall? Oh, my goodness, I'll talk about this good thing later, I'm here today to ask if you need to replenish the library - look at the situation in your store, yes, definitely - um , a certain bookstore on Charing Street can no longer be opened, and there is a pile of books waiting for adoption, are you interested?"

"Oh, this is not bad, hurry up and bring it here!"

"We haven't talked about the price yet," Clara said patiently.

"Money is not an issue, right Manny?" He turned to ask the upright accountant next to him, who hesitated for a moment, but was about to speak but was cut off by Blake, "Look, Manny has no objection, so it's decided .”

Manager Blake exudes the aura of "people are stupid and quick to get money" all over his body, waiting to be cheated. I really don't know how he feeds the entire bookstore, and even has a higher turnover than her magical grocery store.

Manny hesitated, but still said, "I think it's still—"

"Oh, dear Manny, are you interested in working as an accountant in our store?" Clara interrupted Manny's words very quickly, so as not to cause trouble for the old man's business, she continued, "I'm sure Give you better treatment, er, like accommodation, where do you live now? I can find you a cheap rental in the downtown area and introduce a smart roommate."

Clara is overwhelmed by her own wit, which solves Sherlock's roommate problem, as well as her cat feeding problem!

"I'm living in a bookstore now," Manny said bluntly. "I think Blake is a bit sloppy and weird, but he can be regarded as a 'smart roommate' in a sense. Thank you for your kindness, miss."

Blake shows disappointment at Manny's choice to stay with him unwaveringly.

However, after hearing this, Clara looked at the two strangely. Is this a curse... Since "roommates" are no longer simple roommates, there seem to be more and more "roommates" around...

After she came out of her roommate's bookstore—oh no, Black's Bookstore—she went home with a delicate mood. At least the matter of the old man was settled, which meant that the problem of the old man's rent and her extra money had been solved, um, This wave is not bad.

Back in the store, she turned on her computer, logged back on to Facebook, and received a barrage of bombardments.

"Then what?"

"and then!!"

"Miss Clara Cooper, why is your story missing!"

"Clara!! You will never get my respect!"

The above messages are all from an angry Dr. Cooper, and there is another one immediately below.

"Sheldon, stop messing around and log out of my Facebook account!"

Judging from the tone, it should be Leonard, but the account name is Sheldon Cooper.

Using each other's Facebook or something... Sure enough, roommates are a wonderful relationship.Clara's feeling about the word "roommate" became more and more subtle, as if she wanted to open the door to a new world.

The ghost replied to Sheldon: "Then they saw each other's nude body, yes, this was a nude party, and later the roommates let go of each other's suspicions and were together happily."

Hmm... I don't know if Dr. Cooper will want to poke his eyes after seeing this follow-up.

Suddenly a guest came to the front desk. They were a pair of gray-haired old men, but they were in good spirits and kept bickering.

"How can I help you?" Clara asked.

"Is there any chili oil?" One of the gentle-tempered grandfathers replied, "We need seasoning at home."

The slightly stiff grandpa next to him interjected: "Why explain so much, Stuart, no one will wonder where this chili oil will be used."

"Shut up, Fred," the grandfather known as Stuart rolled his eyes, "agree to listen to me today, so don't interrupt while I'm talking!"

"..." Clara felt that the door to the new world was slowly opening, and with a flash of inspiration, she asked cautiously, "Uh, you two are roommates?"

The two grandpas looked at each other, and then Stuart replied: "Of course you can say that, lady boss, we do live together."

"Decades," Freddie added.

Picking up the chili oil, the couple left leisurely, while Clara stood there in a daze——

I don't know if you heard the sound of a certain door opening?Could it be that it is true that all roommates will eventually become lovers?

When Clara came back to her senses, she saw Sherlock's gloved hand waving non-stop in front of her eyes. When she turned her head in the direction of the hand, she saw Sherlock looking at her indifferently.

"Hey, Sherlock, about the roommate from last time—" Clara wanted to say, I'd better move in and live with you, the relationship of "roommate" is too dangerous.However, after seeing a small and kind Mr. behind Sherlock, she became desperate.

Watson: "..." What kind of expression is this? The beautiful proprietress, of course, this proprietress is indeed very beautiful, but why does she show this expression?

"This is my new roommate, John Watson," Sherlock introduced, "the last time I entrusted you to help me keep an eye on my roommate, there is no need. From now on, his purchases in the store will be counted on my card." The things bought in the store must be things that Sherlock himself needs.

However, Clara didn't think so. She looked at Sherlock who said "it's on my card" with tears in her eyes, and then looked at Watson who was still in a daze beside her, and fell silent in frustration...

What if roommate law strikes?What if Sherlock likes men instead?Then what year and month will she have to wait before she can successfully win the detective's heart?

Obviously Clara didn't realize that, first of all, she had to confirm that Sherlock would have the emotion of "like" someone, so her worries were completely unfounded.

——Maybe no one will like anyone at all, hehehe... (The author's own mother smiles)

The road is long and long, and the proprietress will search up and down, left and right, and back and forth.

……

"Doctor Watson, may I introduce you to a girlfriend?" The proprietress took Watson's hand and suggested sincerely.

"..." After a day of intense and exciting battles with taxi drivers, Watson became more sensitive to strange words in desperation, and now he wants to ask this classic question again——

"Miss Cooper, how did you know I'm a doctor?"

The author has something to say: After holding back for a long time, Peanut is finally online!

In addition, we must remind the proprietress that there are coordinate axes to search for, longitude and latitude to search for, and space vectors to search for.

May the proprietress succeed soon, laugh.