The black cat was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered what his master had said: "The biggest difference between humans and monkeys is the use of tools." ”

It suddenly had an idea.

Cats & ...... Uh, let Ben Meow think about it, by the way, the biggest difference with the rat is that Ben Meow will use tools!

But the question is, what does Ben Meow use as a tool?

The black cat spun around the table, biting its own tail a few times by the way, and while playing, it began to think seriously.

Soon.

An idea popped up in its little head: "Control a group of ants to crawl into a text pattern, and Ben Meow slaps the ants to death again, isn't it easy to write a letter?" ”

It's a great idea!

Just do it!

The black cat quickly slipped out of the money-style mansion, and with his super familiarity with the city, he found a nest of hibernating ants in a place that ordinary people would never find.

The sheriff borrowed the power of the Spirit Seal to put the whole nest of ants in a pot, and then it got a stack of papers and began to experiment.

Two seconds later.

A swarm of ants climbs onto a piece of paper to form a "green" pattern.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The black cat decisively slapped the ants on the paper, leaving two rather large words.

It glanced at it and flicked its tail in satisfaction.

That's great!

Ben Meow has finally found a shortcut to write a letter!

In the future, Ben Meow will do this!

But.

The black cat immediately noticed a new problem, the ant's body fluids were wet, and it was easy to get dirty on the hands, which seemed to be not very conducive to reading.

But this is only a minor problem, and it is not difficult for the sheriff at all.

It mobilized a trace of true flame power, and its claws quickly brushed the paper, instantly drying the juice, and by the way, the ants were firmly glued to the paper.

Not much.

The black cat tilted its head and looked at a letter of considerable thickness, vaguely feeling that it seemed a bit too wasteful to do so.

Forget it, no matter what!

This meow has reached this level, and has used all the wisdom of the meow clan, even the owner can't ask for more.

*

Half an hour later.

The black cat bit a thick wad of paper, sneaked into the Qian family's mansion again, and put the paper in a drawer.

It flicked its tail and touched a metal bell placed on the table a few times.

"Jingle bell!"

The ringtone is crisp.

This is the agreement between the host and Miss Qingqing.

When the new letterhead arrived, Miss Qingqing was notified by ringing.

Only a second passed.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Hurried footsteps could be heard from below the attic.

Miss Qingqing is here!

The black cat jumped up, easily jumped more than three meters high, landed lightly on a beam at the top of the attic, and poked its head out to look down.

Miss Qingqing, come and read the reply!

I'm looking forward to it!

It seems to see that the little girl saw this letterhead and praised the genius idea of "writing letters with ants".

The black cat couldn't wait for the praise, so he simply added in his heart: "What a smart and cute cat!" ”

"Squeak!"

The top door to the attic was pushed open by a hand.

A pretty figure, climbing the stairs into the attic.

It was Qian Qingqing.

The black cat's head stretched out longer.

Qian Qingqing glanced at the swaying bell, walked quickly to the table, and opened the drawer.

The stack of paper and the corpses of ants stained all over the paper made the little girl's eyes stare and she opened her mouth to let out a scream.

"Ah~"

She was so frightened that she took a few steps back.

The figure of the black cat froze all at once.

How did a good compliment turn into a fright? What's wrong with this meow?

Below.

Qian Qingqing muttered nervously: "Why are there so many ant dried corpses, shouldn't it be weird?" ”

The black cat suddenly felt an urge to escape.

It then realized that the genius idea of writing letters with ants seemed to humans to be more frightening.

The sheriff was a little frustrated.

The biggest difference between cats and mice seems to be that this meow can catch mice.

Then.

Qian Qingqing suddenly cheered herself up: "This is the deposit point agreed with Cheng Han, it shouldn't be weird." ”

The little girl plucked up her courage and walked to the drawer again and picked up a stack of stationery inside.

She flipped through it hastily, her right hand shaking in fright.

Oh, my God!

It's all ant corpses!

And this shaking made the letter fall off her hand and scatter it all over the ground.

on the beam.

The black cat was so anxious that he wanted to jump to his feet.

It's over!

The order of the letter paper is messed up, how can Miss Qingqing know the owner's information?

Does Ben Meow have to go back and bite the pencil and write another letter?

Thinking of this, the black cat instantly felt that the meow had become a little grayer.

Ben Meow hates pencils!

Soon.

Qian Qingqing noticed something abnormal: "Huh? These ants seem to be two words...... Well, it's the 'second'. ”

The little girl finally came to her senses: "Could this be a letter?!" ”

The black cat let out a long sigh of relief.

Ben Meow doesn't have to bite the pencil.

Below.

Qian Qingqing looked at the paper all over the ground, and her eyebrows wrinkled tightly: "It's bad, I messed up the order." ”

She squatted down and muttered, "Forget it, let's fight slowly." ”

The next half hour.

Qian Qingqing was forced to play a puzzle game, holding papers all over the attic.

The black cat probed his brain on the beam, and he was worried about it.

Miss Qingqing, this piece of paper is wrong, it needs to be placed there!

Miss Qingqing, that one was not in the right place!

However.

The black cat can only do it in a hurry.

Because the master said that no supernatural power should be used against Miss Qingqing.

Fortunately.

Qian Qingqing has excellent patience, and after trying countless times, she actually restored the sentence perfectly.

The little girl read it softly and laughed happily: "Sure enough, it's Cheng Han's speaking style!" ”

She was a little puzzled: "Why do you write with ants?" It's weird! ”

As soon as the words fell.

The paper was silently reduced to ashes.

Together with the ants on it.

The black cat looked at this scene, and his heart fell to the ground like a big stone: "The messy thing that Ben Meow did has finally destroyed the corpse." ”

It flicked its tail happily: "Even if Miss Qingqing writes this in the letter, Ben Meow can not tell the master." ”

*

Not much.

Qian Qingqing replied with a long letter.

As always, the core content of the letter can be summed up in one sentence - I will fully cooperate.

After this period of communication, the little girl has realized that sharing the same table is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

But she was very quick to accept.

Cheng Han can even get the "Seal of a Female Samurai", is it necessary to be strange about these things?

In short, listen to him, yes!

"Jingle Bell~"

The little girl shook the bell and left the attic.

The black cat couldn't wait to jump down and quickly read the letterhead.

OK.

Miss Qingqing is really a good person, she didn't mention the ant in the letter at all, and Ben Meow doesn't have to bear the psychological pressure of deceiving the master.

The black cat concentrated and reported the incident to its owner.

A minute later.

It felt like it had a long list of messages in its head, as well as a strange sigil.

The former is the master's explanation.

The latter is a secret method taught by the master.

It does only one thing – to write letters quickly.

The black cat was a little downcast.

Finished!

The master still knows about the shame of this meow.,Sure enough, I can't hide anything from the master!

It's not hard to see why.

Otherwise, why would the master teach the secret method?

The black cat left the mansion, found a tree, and cut off a piece of bark with his claws.

It activated the sigil and stretched out a claw, and a tiny filament of light sprang out from the tip.

The black cat's mind moved, and the light silk wandered on the surface of the bark, writing small words one after another.

Just five seconds later.

A long "bark letter" was written.

The black cat tilted its head and looked at it a few times, and couldn't help but "meow".

The host is the best!

*

Inside the attic.

"Jingle Bell~"

The bell rang again.

Qian Qingqing hurriedly went upstairs, looking a little surprised: "Why is it so fast today?" ”

The black cat crouched above the beam and flicked its tail.

It replied in its heart: Because Ben Meow has become powerful!

The little girl opened the drawer, picked up the bark and looked at it, and her tone was even more surprised: "Cheng Han has so many tricks. ”

on the beam.

The black cat blinked the cat's eyes and added: Ben Meow also has a lot of tricks.

*

Next.

Qian Qingqing and his father Qian Yiqing visited an old customer of the Chamber of Commerce.

The other party's name is "Bian Du", and he is also a figure in the rich circle.

The two sides met and exchanged pleasantries as usual for a while.

Bian Du originally thought that the president of the Qian Chamber of Commerce had something to talk about during this visit.

But he didn't expect that Qian Yiqing introduced his daughter and stopped talking.

Qian Qingqing bowed generously: "Uncle Bian, I took the liberty to disturb this time, mainly to invite you to a tasting meeting. ”

The little girl talked eloquently and gave a general introduction to the content of the tasting.

Her speech and demeanor are quite fatherly, with a pretty smile and clear speech.

The sense of distance in the conversation is also grasped just right, and the attitude is like that of a junior to an elder, but the tone is like an equal business partner.

When Bian Du saw it, he was stunned for a moment before he replied: "Okay! I will definitely go! ”

The theme of the tasting was actually transcendent creatures, which were the most sought after things in high society, and he certainly wouldn't miss it.

Qian Qingqing presented another exquisite invitation and a unique gift: "Uncle Bian, this is a carefully crafted brooch made of the material of a C-level transcendent creature. ”

Bian Du was taken aback: "Miss Qingqing, you are so polite." ”

C-class creatures are so powerful that even the Black Armor Army has to work hard to deal with.

Although the brooch is only the size of a fingernail, it is not cheap, and it is definitely a gift worthy of the table.

And at this point, Bian Du has realized that Qian Qingqing is the host of the tasting.

In other words, in this new business of the Qian family, this young lady is the real leader.

After a while of talking.

The Qian father and daughter said goodbye and left.

Bian Du diligently sent the two to the door, and when he saw Jingneng car go away, he couldn't help but sigh: "I'm only fourteen years old, it's really amazing!" ”

When he returned to the house, he saw his eldest son "Bian Dong'an".

The latter picked up the invitation and put it on the table, and said with a blank eye: "Dad, can you ...... the tasting?"

The words are not finished.

It was interrupted.

Bian Du decisively refused: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Miss Qingqing is beautiful, yes, do you think you're qualified to make up your mind?" ”

He sternly warned: "Miss Qingqing's boyfriend, who became a soldier of the Black Armor Army before graduating from middle school, don't cause trouble to the family when you step on a horse, otherwise don't blame me for being polite, anyway, I don't have more than one son for you." ”

Bian Dongan was frightened by the sentence "more than one son", and quickly found an excuse to leave.

Bian Du shook his head in disappointment: "Eighteen years old, even one percent of Miss Qingqing." ”

He didn't realize that his son's eyes shone with a faint blue glow.

*

At night.

Bian Dong'an was full of depression, found a Miss Nightingale and generously funded a sum of money.

In return, Miss Nightingale gave her a very warm welcome.

How enthusiastic is that?

There is not a trace of barrier between the two sides.

After Bian Dongan vented his frustration, he played a small game and chattered about the afternoon.

The speaker has no intention.

The listener is intentional.

Miss Nightingale kept the tasting in mind.

Especially one of the keywords - C-class creatures.

*

Late at night.

Miss Nightingale received another generous grant.

This client is a martial artist who is engaged in the business of the Demon Slayer Troupe, so she has excellent physical strength, which makes her very satisfied.

In the process of funding, Miss Nightingale decides to make extra money.

She stroked the other party's chest and said with a coquettish expression: "There is information about Class C materials, do you want to know?" ”

The warrior immediately became interested: "Say! ”

Miss Nightingale told the story as it was.

The warrior quoted the price: "Two silver coins." ”

Miss Nightingale was more satisfied, and the hospitality was more enthusiastic.

*

Roof.

The black cat squatted, listening to the strange sounds below, and flicked its tail.

Are you tired?

Boring or not?

It stood up, jumped eight meters away, jumped to the roof next door, and quickly walked away.

The news has gotten out, and the big fish is about to bite the hook.

Ben Meow's mission today is complete.

(End of chapter)