At noon one day, Caspar's grandmother was standing in front of the kitchen stove, frying sausages. On the stove, on the fire next to the frying spoon, sat a large pot containing kimchi (cabbage fermented with salt. The kimchi was steaming warmly, and the sausages made a zzzing sound. The room was filled with an indescribable aroma. Looking at this, everyone knows that today is Thursday.Because Casper's grandma's house, on Thursdays, they are allowed to cook fried sausages and sauerkraut. Fried sausages with sauerkraut are Kaspar and Zobel's favorite food.If it was what they both wanted, it would be better to turn all the weeks into Thursdays—or, in a bigger way, to double the weeks so that fourteen days would be Thursdays.So every Thursday lunch, they always come back on time to eat.

But today, the two of them didn't come back very late, and grandma was worried. "Where did the children go to play?" Grandma thought, "It's already three past twelve. What happened to the children?" Grandma took the frying spoon and the pot of kimchi from the fire, and opened the lid a little to release the heat in the pot.In an instant, she was surrounded by rising heat.The glasses were completely blurred and I couldn't see anything. "What a fool!" cried Grandma. "Even though I wear glasses, the lenses are covered by the heat, and they still don't help at all!"

She quickly took off her glasses from her nose, and wiped the steam with the corner of her apron—at this moment, there were footsteps in the yard, walking in a hurry, but it was a heavy sound of "dong dong", no matter what she thought, it was not Caspar and Zobel's footsteps. Then, the door opened with a bang, and someone came into the kitchen with a bang. "Huh? Who!" said Caspar's grandmother. "Don't be so rude, Mr. Minister of Police! Is it permissible to come in without knocking?" Without glasses, grandma can only see a hazy piece.She looked hard enough to see the clattering man, in blue suit with silver buttons and red collar, with helmet and saber--one could only think of it as Mr. Aris Dimbermore, Minister of Police, For the man in the blue suit with silver buttons and red collar was the only one in this town.

"It smells really good!" said the man with the red collar. That voice, Grandma did hear, but it wasn't Mr. Dingbelmore's voice. "Strange, who is it?" Grandma thought.As a result, she patronized to think, wiped her glasses, and forgot to put them on. At this moment, a man in a blue suit with silver buttons came to the stove, and his eyes rested on the frying spoon containing the sausage. "Fried sausages and sauerkraut!" said the man excitedly. "For two weeks, there was only water and bread—but now, sausages and sauerkraut!" He turned to grandma and threatened with his saber: "Hey, bring the fried sausage and kimchi! I'm hungry, eat, I have something urgent!"

Casper's grandmother was outraged: "I'm sorry, Mr. Minister of Police - are you kidding?" The man interrupted grandma's words in a rough tone: "Old lady, don't be a fool - don't you know who the person in front of you is? Well, put on your glasses and take a look, but please hurry up!" "Okay, okay!" Grandma accosted, cleaned her glasses, and put them on. In an instant, grandma's face turned as white as a freshly washed bed sheet: "This is terrible—is it you? You were detained at the place where the fire pump was placed two weeks ago!"

"That task is over, old lady." "Then how did you get the uniform and the saber? If the Minister of Police, Mr. Dimbermore, knew..." The man wearing the police officer's helmet smiled: "Then, Mr. Prisoner, you are very clear. Anyway, hurry up and bring the fried sausage and kimchi! Or, let you get to know me, the real big thief Huo Zhenbo!" Casper's grandmother glanced at the kitchen clock: eight past twelve.Where are Kaspar and Zobel? Grandma took a plate out of the cupboard and put a fried sausage and a spoonful of sauerkraut on it. "A fried sausage!" The big thief slammed his fist on the table, "Old lady, what do you want? I said I want all the fried sausages—and all the kimchi in the pot. I understand." ?"

Let him say so, but there is no way, grandma puts all the sausages on the plate, and puts the kimchi pot beside it. "That's good!" Huo Zhenbo shouted, and let grandma sit at the table. "If you want to do something stupid, it's troublesome. Well, I won't be polite!" Grandma sat on the chair and could only stare at Huo Zhenbo eating the sausage in silence. As usual on Thursday, there were nine sausages.Huo Zhenbo didn't have any left, he ate them all up and down.Kimchi is also eaten directly from the pot, regardless of whether the tablecloth is dirty or not.

"Ah, it's delicious!" Huo Zhenbo said after eating all the sausages and kimchi, "Old woman, it's delicious! However, there is one thing I need to pay special attention to. The clock in the kitchen is exactly fifteen past twelve o'clock 10 minutes from now, you just sit here and don't make a sound. After ten minutes, you can call for help.—But not a minute earlier. Do you understand me? " Grandma didn't answer. The big thief Huo Zhenbo shouted: "Hey, old woman, are you listening? Why are you silent?" Grandma didn't say a word. She sat in a chair, motionless.

Of course, when grandma followed Huo Zhenbo to eat the last bite of sausage, she was so angry and frightened that she passed out.