Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 190

The corners of Fu Jiang's eyes twitched a few times. In desperation, he reminded:
"You don't have a salary?"

"Yes, I have."

"Where did it go?"

"Bought a handbag"

Fu Jiang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

But it didn't work.

The whites of his eyes were a little bloodshot, his whole body exuded a cold coercion, and he approached Xue Li step by step.

"So, you have nothing now?"

"You can take your handbag or lipstick, as long as you want." Shirley retreated to the corner, "They are new, you can take them and sell them."

Although she was retreating, Shirley's tone was still calm, without panic.

"You misunderstood me. I don't care about the so-called return gift. After all, the items I gave you are not expensive."

Fu Jiang forcibly expressed that he didn't care, and continued: "However, I am a person who pays great attention to commitment."

Before he finished speaking, Shirley rolled her eyes.

Commitment-focused?When you escaped from the organization, you promised to save my sister after you escaped. What happened?
Are you ashamed to say that you pay attention to commitment?
Seeing Shirley's expression, Fu Jiang guessed what she was thinking, "We are saving, but it will take a little time."

Even if he really wanted to save her, he would have to wait until Miyano Akemi was killed after robbing the bank.

Otherwise, even vodka can guess what's going on, let alone gin.

At that time, even if he doesn't bear the name of a traitor, Gin's favorability will probably drop to freezing point.

"Really?" Shirley's eyes widened.

"You can always trust me, Shirley." Fu Jiang raised his chin slightly, his face full of omnipotence.

"Okay." Shirley shrugged, "I think I still have some money in my bank card, what do you want?"

Money will do!Money is enough!

Seems to have noticed some of Fu Jiang's thoughts through a woman's sixth sense, Shirley said suspiciously:
"You don't want to say 'money will do'?"

The most important thing in giving gifts and returning gifts is the mind, how vulgar is it to give money?
Fu Jiang's expression froze, and he began to hesitate how to speak.

"Before you figure out the result." Shirley raised her hand and pushed Fu Jiang's abdomen, "You don't want to block me here, do you?"

"You were the one who huddled in the corner." After Fu Jiang finished speaking, he planned to move away.

It was too late, but soon, the door was pushed open.

"Miss Shirley, er, Miss Shirley?"

The scientific researcher blinked and looked at Grabar, who was standing in the corner with his back to him, "Mr. Grabar, have you seen Miss Shirley?"

"She's here." Fu Jiang turned sideways, Shirley wanted to hold him, but there was no time.

Researcher: "Excuse me, please continue."

After finishing speaking, he silently closed the door and left quietly.

"Continue?" Fu Jiang subconsciously followed for a few steps, and finally turned to look at Shirley, "Continue with what?"

"It's okay, I'll explain later." Shirley straightened her collar pretending to be calm.

How to explain?She couldn't explain it.

From the moment Grabar hugged her in the cafeteria, there have been many versions of rumors in this experimental base.

But as one of the protagonists of the rumors, she didn't panic, she didn't bother to explain, she knew that the rumors stopped at the wise.

Later, Grabar blocked her in the cafeteria. Many people saw her, but they didn't see the end.

All I know is that Grabar and Shirley were alone in the empty cafeteria for a long time.

Facing the enhanced version of the rumor, she just denied it, but still did not explain it. She believed that the rumor would eventually stop with the wise.

Until well-known veteran member Tequila confirmed the accuracy of the rumors.

Later, after a day out with Grappa and her sister, she returned to the experimental base and heard rumors of a new version of the ship from security guards who hadn't known she had returned.

From then on, she understood that there are no wise men in this experimental base.

But this is not all bad, at least no scientific researcher or security guard will buy her coffee in leisure.

She is still young, and she has not long come to this experimental base, and she has also gained an absolute right to speak because of these rumors.

After all, people are creatures of convenience, until that day when she came back from the movie theater and heard those outrageous rumors behind the corner, she felt real regret for the first time.

"What happened?" Fu Jiang suddenly said.

Shirley came back to her senses and glanced at Fu Jiang for some reason.

Fu Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, "I feel that you thought about a few hundred words just now, why?"

Shirley almost gasped, this could already be considered a superpower, right?Mind reading?

Although it is not very common for her to be able to think of hundreds of words in an instant.

"It's nothing, it's you, what do you want in return. Have you figured it out?"

Fu Jiang thought about it. Since it is not easy to ask for money directly, why not just ask for a gold brick?
This seems to be no different from asking for money, and the same is true for asking for precious items such as jewelry.

What's more, he just gave away a thermos, blueberry jam and peanut butter.

It was obviously inappropriate for him to offer an expensive return gift himself.

Damn, is that why Shirley let him choose?What a good plan.

Since you can't get satisfactory money, consider other aspects.

In this world, not only money represents interests.

"I figured it out, it's very simple." Fu Jiang pressed his top hat, "Eat the meals I cook, give comments and suggestions, three meals a day, until I get bored."

It would be great if Shirley could be used to improve his culinary skills.

Shirley hesitated for a moment. This was not so much her return gift as it was Fu Jiang's concern.

Mostly I learned from the staff that she didn't eat three meals a day.

"Thank you." Shirley accepted the 'kindness' from Fu Jiang, and at the same time, the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch.

He even expressed concern so coyly.

"You're welcome." Fu Jiang's pupils gradually dilated, and Shirley's image was so clear.

But maybe it was the distortion of the light, and the reflected face looked like a stiff corpse.

……

When cooking, Fu Jiang fully absorbed the previous lessons and did not add too many ingredients.

He briefly sorted out the ingredients that the chef had prepared for him, distinguishing the primary from the secondary.

This time, he would rather use less ingredients than more.

Perhaps because of his great progress, his cooking skills have been raised to lv2.

It means he's on the right path.

Soon, he will be able to return to Hongzi's house, cook a meal for them proudly, and let them understand the truth of 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor.

"what is this?"

Looking at the plate of "?" Fu Jiangduan gave her, Shirley blinked hard twice.

"Shrimp and pork heart." Fu Jiang introduced: "It's my proud homemade dish. After explaining the design concept to the chef, he was very happy and voluntarily designed the recipe for me."

"Sounds good, but." Shirley smiled distastefully but politely, "I don't seem to see shrimps and pig hearts?"

"Of course, I have completely repented. People need to improve, and those who don't know how to learn lessons are not worthy of being called people."

Fu Jiang opened the corner of his mouth, and his white teeth reflected a cold light.

"I got rid of my bad habit of always adding too many ingredients. This time, I simply didn't add any ingredients."

Shirley scratched her hair, and a strand of tea hair floated on the huge unmelted salt.

"I have no appetite."

"Take at least one bite." Fu Jiang narrowed his eyes, "Empty stomach is not good for health."

Shirley opened her mouth, she really wanted to say that eating this piece of food seemed to be even more unhealthy.

"Why do you think shrimp and pig heart are ingredients? Normally, salt is the ingredient?"

"Salt is a substance that humans must ingest, but shrimp and pig heart are not. The primary and secondary judge." Fu Jiang said seriously.

"Since you've said that." Shirley sighed as if resigned to her fate, "Then, if you eat, I'll eat."

Looking at the gradually melting piece of salt soaked in a layer of liquid on the plate, the corners of Fu Jiang's eyes twitched indiscernibly.

Ahhhhhhh, that's so strange, obviously he knows this dish is delicious, but why he doesn't want to eat it?
　Thank you for the 250 rewards of the reliable pure bird
　　
　
(End of this chapter)