[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

the next morning.

Tom Riddle got up very early as usual. He finished his morning training and was about to go back to his bedroom to take a shower. When he passed by the kitchen, he noticed something different!

In the peaceful kitchen today, there is a busy figure, constantly turning around in front of three places: the stove, the table, and the cupboard.

The long hair that was usually scattered behind her was tied into a high ponytail with a little curl at the end. With a slender figure and a clean white shirt, her back looked very refreshing.

He first looked up at the sky, there was nothing unusual, then he turned his head and looked at Nagini who was behind him for a second, and then asked in a tentative tone: "Master?"

In order to prevent any embarrassing things from happening, the child even dispatched the honorific title that he usually doesn't use.

"Ok!"

Dana kneaded the dough in his hands into a round shape, threw it on the chopping board and made a noise, then squeezed some flour and sprinkled it on top, heard the voice behind, and responded lightly, he actually knew that there was someone there, and he just waited for the other party to Open your mouth.

"What are you doing?" the black-haired boy asked.It's not time for lunch yet, no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be cooking now, but the problem is, it's only 5 o'clock now.

"Get the autumn fat, today is the beginning of autumn." Dana replied in a calm tone, with the cuffs of both hands rolled up on his arms, revealing his strong arm muscles.The soft and elastic dough was cut into uniform strips by him, then kneaded into long strips with his hands, and then kneaded into small and small kneading.

"Is it already the beginning of autumn?" Because my master likes the ancient oriental culture, and it is not the first time to experience the beginning of autumn, Tom Riddle is also familiar with it, so he was just a little surprised .

Although the beginning of autumn in previous years was still full of enthusiasm, it has not reached the level of this year. This year, it is as if it is still in summer.

"Bring me the rolling pin behind the cupboard!" The man felt that the apprentice chattering behind him was a little annoying, so he interrupted directly.He waited until he was flattening all the dough by handfuls, only to realize that the most important tool hadn't been taken out, and when he turned around, he saw the black-haired boy standing not far away.

"Uh..., oh!" Usually, he was used to being called around, and when he heard the other party's voice, the black-haired boy answered without hesitation.He came to the food cabinet in a few steps, raised his toes to hook the rolling pin above the food cabinet, wobbled and tried several times, and finally managed to get it after several jumps.

"Are you making dumplings today? What kind of stuffing?" Tom Riddle asked as he handed the rolling pin to the other party.

Foodies are often the most sensitive. For other aspects, they may often forget some necessary things. When it comes to eating, everyone can be Einstein.Not to mention remembering, he can even tell you the steps clearly.

Tom Riddle still likes the dumplings made by his master very much, especially the dumplings in the beginning of autumn. They are not only delicious, but also often have rich dishes.

“Pork stuffed!”

"Sweet and salty?"

"Sweet!" the very rare Dana in an apron answered Tom Riddle's question as he took the rolling pin.

"Pure meat?"

"Ok!"

Dexterously roll the flattened small dough into perfect round pieces, then throw it aside, and finish all the small dough on the table continuously.

At this time, the black-haired boy also went to the other side of the kitchen to wash his hands, and then came to help him automatically. He first glanced at the large blue and white porcelain bowl on the table behind the man, which should be filled with minced meat.

"Did Lowe deliver the goods?" Just by looking at it, Tom knew that the meat in the porcelain bowl was definitely not from the food cabinet.

"It was delivered by the workers on his farm, and the milk was also delivered, in the pot."

Early in the morning, Dana received all kinds of goods from the farms in the suburbs from outside the store. However, due to the size of the car and the freshness of the food, only a small half of them were delivered. After that, people would come to deliver the goods every day. Beyond that is a large bucket of milk.

Considering that the freshly squeezed milk was not suitable for direct consumption, he boiled the milk in a small pot, and it was still about 50°C, not too hot.

The small pot on the stove exudes a strong aroma of milk, and next to it is a milk bottle that the black-haired boy is very familiar with.

"Is it ready to be sent directly to Mr. Lecter's room?"

In fact, Severus shouldn't be staying in Hannibal's room today, but should be staying with his father. It didn't occur to him that the little guy had to live on the latter last night, so he didn't feel annoyed, so he just used that The pair of black eyes stared blankly at everyone...

In the end, he had no choice but to let him do what he wanted, and it was an advantage for a certain adult who was not working hard.

"Yeah!" After shaping a dumpling very neatly, Dana answered the other party's question casually: "Come over after watching him finish eating!" Black-haired babies have a bad habit of eating, they just can't concentrate on eating, and like to watch Looking at others, often forget to suck the pacifier while watching.

The most important thing is that he still doesn't like others to touch him at this time, he doesn't cry when touched, and just ignores you, the little guy who is a few months old is quite angry.Tom Riddle was one of the few people who could touch him at a time like this without making him angry.

"Okay!" The black-haired boy nodded, indicating that he understood, and then he picked up the bottle he had already filled and walked towards the door.

"By the way, do you want to eat braised pork today?" Halfway through the walk, he suddenly turned his head and asked as if remembering something.The main meaning of grabbing autumn fat is to eat meat to make up for all the losses throughout the summer.

"There is not much soy sauce left!" The implication is that there is nothing to do.The soy sauce in the store is made by the owner himself, and he does not go out to buy it. Sometimes certain dishes cannot be completed due to the lack of this part of the seasoning.

"What to eat then?"

"Stewed meat!" The man answered very simply and neatly, and then worked hard, trying to turn the noodles on the table into dumplings.

Ok!

Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk to him, the black-haired boy shrugged indifferently, and walked to Hannibal's room next door.

The kitchen fell into silence again.

I don't know how long it took, but Dana finally turned all the dough pieces on the table into dumplings, and then he slowly raised his head, and pressed his wrist on his throbbing forehead.

Then he turned around to the direction of the stove and continued to work.Because dumplings are easier to make when there are many people, and the stewing time will be very long, he decided to put the meat in the pot first, and then talk about making dumplings when the other two come over.

The man took out some long pieces of meat from the second floor of the food cabinet, walked to the stove, picked up a kitchen knife and scraped at the skinned areas a few times, making a "squeaky" sound.After the dirt on it is almost scraped, it is washed and thrown on the chopping board, and cut into one-inch square pieces.

Put the pre-prepared pot on the shelf, fill it with more than half of the water, and then put the meat into it with the skin facing up, then cover the pot, return to the table and put it into the business of making dumplings.

And Tom Riddle, who was carrying a full bottle of milk, came to the next door and knocked on the door lightly: "Mr. Lecter?"

"Please come in!" Hannibal said while reading a book, while gently blocking the harassing hand of the baby in his arms, when he heard the voice outside the door.

After the door opened, the black-haired boy holding the milk bottle appeared in his eyes. The man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Has the milk from the farm been delivered?"

"Well, the owner just cooked it and asked me to bring it here." The black-haired boy hugged little Sif, who was lying in his arms, and just rightly stuffed the bottle into his mouth before he got angry.

But this sentence made Hannibal even more surprised. He put the book in his hand aside, and asked the black-haired boy who was buried in coaxing the child to eat: "Dana? He got up?"

"Today's Liqiu, he has to prepare the dishes, so he got up early, and usually fell asleep!" Tom Riddle replied.

"Hi," "Hi, boy, you have to eat it yourself!" He gently pulled the baby's little hand that grabbed his clothes and put it next to the feeding bottle, and the latter also hugged the feeding bottle automatically and consciously. The little doll with black hair and black eyes looked very cute.

"The Beginning of Autumn, is it a festival in the Silk Kingdom?" Hannibal grasped one point accurately and asked back.

"Yes, have you finished washing? When you're done, go to the kitchen to help. I think the owner of the shop is doing a lot of things. I guess one person can't keep busy." Tom Riddle put the black-haired baby in his arms back into the baby bed, suddenly remembered something, and said to the man beside him.In Liqiu in the past, he and the shopkeeper would be busy until late together, especially this year, he would come to take care of Sif, so it must be very busy there.

Hannibal stood up and went to the crib, raised his eyebrows, "Okay, boy." Then he turned and walked out the door.

When the man came out of his room, passed the corridor, and opened the door, he found that the people inside were already busy. Maybe the sound of pushing the door alarmed him. Dana raised his head from the work in his hands and saw the people outside the door. Hannibal looked a little surprised.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to let little Tom come over?" Because today will be very busy, one of the three people will definitely take care of little Sif. Dana's original intention is to let the black-haired baby's favorite Hannibal With him, Tom Riddle came to work.

"Because I think you need help now?" The man with taupe eyes familiarly pulled out a black apron from the top of the cupboard to wrap around his body, and then walked towards the counter.

"You look good at cooking, do you know how to cook dumplings?" Part of the reason why Dana asked Hannibal to be a long-term worker in his store was because the other party looked very capable, and the other part was because his instinct told him that the other party could cook. vegetable.

"Know a little bit of ravioli and pelmeni!" The man's voice was low and slow, and there was an unclear curl at the end of the sentence, which was the imprint left by speaking German for a long time.

"...That's not called dumplings!" Dana remembered the two kinds of food that the man said, his handsome face was full of disgust.When can you add preserved fruit, add salted butter, and cook with those weird-shaped things to be called dumplings?