Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

In addition to the blessing text messages from all the peach blossoms, Clara also received a gift from the other side of the ocean on the afternoon of Christmas.

Across the ocean, of course Dr. Cooper sent it.

The gift was a set of Spider-Man comic books, and a sentence was attached: "Miss Cooper, thank you for the scarf of the fourth doctor you mailed last time, and a Tardis with excellent workmanship. Mrs. T accepted it as a Christmas gift, and also gave you a set of comic books, wishing you a Merry Christmas. ——Blessings from Dr. Cooper."

This is so sweet!Spider-Man Comic Books - Gosh, Who Says Physicists Have No Taste?What a handsome superhero Spider-Man is!Among the heroes of Marvel, her favorite is the little spider in the comics and Iron Man in the MCU!

If there is anything in common between these two, it is that they both have a resounding nickname: "Back the Pot Man".And both of them have a magical brain circuit: the unhappiness in the world must be my fault!

How cute this brain circuit is, if you don't think so, just think about the reactions of people around her to "the world is unhappy"——

Louise: Oh, there are so many unhappy parts of the world, they are so miserable...

Winslow: Oh, I know.

Blake: What's none of my business?

Sherlock: What's so unhappy about a person with an empty head.

Including her own mentality of "I am not happy, how can others be happy?" Hmm... There is no harm if there is no comparison. Now I know why a hero is a hero, because I think so much.

Clara glanced at the sender's address, and it was still 84 Charing Cross Road. This address became more and more familiar, and then Clara suddenly remembered that this place seemed to have appeared in a certain book!

She went into the back room, rummaged through the small bookshelves for a long time, and finally found a book, the title of which was "84 Charing Cross Road".After flipping through the content, I realized that this is a true story about a man and a good woman who have been in letters for more than ten years across the Atlantic Ocean. Oh, the ending of the story is that the two are not together. Anyway, the hero is in the bookstore on Cross Street. After both of them passed away, it became a well-known matchmaking firm.

Hmm... It's not a matchmaking agency either, it just likes to mail inexplicable letters to two people who don't know each other.When the people who wanted to come to Charing Street mailed this letter, they just took a fancy to Cooper, whose name coincided with the two of them... She also bought books there, so it is not surprising that her name is known.

However, it is said that the bookstore on Charing Street is about to fail because it cannot afford the rent...

Clara is not a kind person, but when it comes to the topic of "rent", Clara, who is also the owner of the shop, also has some experience in this regard. The rent on Baker Street is getting higher and higher, and her grocery store is also facing difficulties. The problem of "suspending to open soon", if it is not for the house in the suburbs that charges meager rent to pay back, I am afraid that she will also close down.

Thinking of this, Clara inevitably felt empathy. Taking advantage of the early weather and no one in the store, she decided to visit Charing Street. On the one hand, she could ask for Dr. Cooper's real address, and on the other hand On the other hand, maybe there is something she can help with?

Clara put the book back on the bookcase, but heard a slight noise behind her. Looking back, she found a little wild cat crawling in through the window.A creature like a cat is really graceful by nature. Even if it is a stray cat, her demeanor and movements have a noble aura.

This kitten was the one in the morning, probably because it was hungry, but it was not afraid of being teased by Clara, and came back with a shy face.Think of her as a church or a pet hospital?

After the cat came in, it squatted on her table, rubbing its little paws on its face, looking very cute, and then gave a soft "meow~" to Clara, its tail slowly coiled on its feet, very cute Spiritually, he and Clara looked at each other. Those big, wet amber eyes looked cute no matter how they looked.

Very good, very shameless.

Clara felt that if she had had this kitten and was half ashamed, she probably wouldn't have stayed in the orphanage with Louise until she was eight years old before being adopted. This trick really worked.

Although she was complaining in her heart, Clara still couldn't resist the cuteness of the kitten.

She prepared milk and dried fish for this cute kitten again. This time, the kitten was much less wary of her. Even though Clara was sitting at the table staring at her, she only hesitated for two or three minutes. She still came here to enjoy the food that filled her stomach, so it is difficult to change from extravagance to simplicity. After tasting the taste of milk, the dirty smell of the sewer became very unbearable. She has a deep understanding of this.

The same is true for kittens, as long as their stomachs are full. Even when Clara reached out to touch her fur lightly, she just stiffened for a moment, but she didn't move away. She seemed to know that only by pleasing Clara could she ensure a source of food.

Clara has learned this well-behaved and cleverness for a long time.

There was a cat meowing outside the window, not as gentle as this one, but rather sharp. It should be the other stray friends of this kitten, who wanted to share in the food when they learned that there was food here.Sure enough, after a while, other cats with different designs and colors showed their heads from the window, and two of them came in boldly.Clara looked at these cats leisurely, looking forward to how the clever little guy who hooked up with her would deal with these two companions.

The kitten seemed very displeased with the arrival of the other two cats. Although the other two wanted to drink milk together, they were squeezed by this kitten. The other two seemed very dissatisfied and meowed. As if accusing the little selfish bastard.

Fighting, pushing and shoving, after more than ten minutes, Clara gradually became bored watching the farce of the cats, and was about to get up and take the visitors out.But seeing that the little wit suddenly became angry, it turned its head and bit one of its ears fiercely. The fierce posture and sharp cry were completely different from the cute and cute look just now.

Another cat with tiger skin pattern barked viciously, bowed its back and attacked the vicious little ghost. The little guy was hit hard, and the dried fish and milk on the table were knocked over, and the milk even spilled on it. on the ground.Clara glanced at her carpet, then at the three cats, filled with displeasure, and immediately got up, went into the kitchen to find a broom, intending to drive them out, and the piercing meowing from behind became more intense , When she came out with a broom in a hurry, she saw Little Witty bit the other two cats to the ground, even though she herself was also injured.

So, this means that he would rather fight with everyone than share good things with others?Well, that's selfish and flattering to her.

Then the kitten limped, jumped to the ground, stretched out its pink tongue and licked the carpet, meowing pitifully.

With a thought in her mind, Clara inexplicably saw her own shadow from the cat.

Then keep this kitten, the rest is... Clara still loves her carpet, so she swept out the two defeated soldiers on the table, and prepared milk for the little guy again. She stretched out her hand and scratched the kitten, He didn't care that she was dirty, and let her lie on the carpet.

Clara said softly, "Stay in my shop if you want. My shop is like a magic shop, um...so, come and be a witch's kitten, okay?" She glanced Glancing at the bookshelf, I saw a name, so I said, "Nancy, how about just being called Nancy?"

The kitten raised its head and gave her another "meow~".

OK, that's considered a promise.

Clara casually pulled out a strip of purple cotton cloth from the cabinet under the bed and tied it around her neck. There was a bald piece there, which should have been bitten off during the "fight" just now.

Looking at the time again, it was obvious that Nancy was wasting a lot of time, so Clara canceled her plan to visit Charing Street, got up and put a basin of warm water in the bathroom, intending to wash the little guy clean. Xi is nothing like a domestic cat.With the sound of water flowing, she thought of the times that should have been left behind, if someone would give her a hand like this at that time...

——Then she is probably still the little girl hiding behind Louise, tsk, it's better as it is now.

Hmm... She is not living a happy life, so why should others be happy!

Fuck his little milk cat, whoever he loves will raise him!Thinking of this, Clara turned off the faucet, wiped the handle, and walked out of the bathroom arrogantly, intending to pick up the kitten's food and let her be her stray cat, but when she looked down, there was nothing left The shadow of the cat, the milk dish was licked clean, and the kitten probably ran away when she put the water.

She could picture Nancy jumping out of the window with graceful little steps and no regrets.Nancy said she didn't need her adoption, drank her milk, took her dried fish, and left her a fart.

Clara's teeth itch with annoyance. Sure enough, kind superheroes are all made up in comics. If they meet more little white-eyed wolves, they won't have the intention to save the world.

Clara decided to ask Dr. Cooper some more questions about Schrödinger, and if necessary, she could abuse Nancy in a fancy way.

The author has something to say: Nancy is so cute~o(〃'▽'〃)o