[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

Back at his dwelling at 221B Baker Street, Zhang Yu hastily occupied the kitchen.The two men went back upstairs leisurely, waiting for Zhang Yu to cook on the sofa like uncles.

Mrs. Hudson went out with her friends today, and it is estimated that she will come back very late, so Zhang Yu did not prepare Mrs. Hudson's portion.

Although some things were inappropriate today, Zhang Yu still bought a lot of things in Chinatown.Pretending not to know that the refrigerator in the downstairs kitchen is for Mrs. Hudson's private use, Zhang Yu carefully placed all the treasures she scoured on the lower floor of the refrigerator to keep them fresh.

In fact, it's not that Zhang Yu has never considered Sherlock and John's refrigerator, but although she has no idea about the stumps in the refrigerator, if she puts food and experiments together all day long, Zhang Yu, who is slightly clean, will not be able to bear it. Got it.

Well, let's discuss this issue with Sherlock in a while!After all, if you cook at home for a long time, it's not good to occupy Mrs. Hudson's refrigerator all the time.

After all, Zhang Yu is still a good girl who talks about three things and five things. She can't do the kind of thing that directly takes advantage of others.Of course, if this person is Sherlock, Zhang Yu thinks he can think about it.

She is a poor working people squeezed by the evil bourgeoisie, and there is an insurmountable class wall between Sherlock and Sherlock.

After complaining silently in his heart for a while, Zhang Yu flicked his single ponytail, pulled himself together, and began to prepare for the belated lunch.

As a true southerner, Zhang Yu prefers all kinds of sweets. Of course, she refuses some sweets, such as the famous Cantonese dish kelp and mung bean soup.

When she was still young and ignorant, she drank this strange drink under the bewitching of her parents, and since then she has avoided it three feet, and it is nothing like those people who change color when they mention Laoshan white flower snake grass water different.

However, based on an unknown kind of goodwill, Zhang Yu planned to serve this authentic Cantonese dish to his new friends in this foreign country.

Let's applaud Sherlock and John for the ignorant daredevils!

Simply rinse some dry flat kelp to remove all the salt on it, soak it in clean water for a while, and take it out before it becomes soft.For convenience, Zhang Yu directly tore them into strips with different shapes and sizes, and piled them up on the chopping board in a somewhat cubist style.

The bought mung beans are processed in a similar way, just to make the mung beans cook as soon as possible when they are put into the pot later. Zhang Yu uses hot water to soak them.

It took a long time to wait for the mung beans to soak, and Zhang Yu went upstairs for a walk to see if there was any manpower and material resources available upstairs.

It's just that the two people who were paralyzed into pancakes obviously rejected the kitchen.The housekeeper they found with great difficulty, why did they do it themselves?

John was okay, just apologized hypocritically for his incompetence, and then sat in front of the computer and pretended to be typing hard.Although Zhang Yu can clearly see that he is browsing the pages of shopping websites with his 5.0 eyesight.

As for Sherlock, he leaned back against his sofa and shrank back carelessly, as if he didn't hear Zhang Yu's words.

Zhang Yu was still hesitant about whether to use biochemical weapons to hurt each other, but after seeing the performance of these two guys, he didn't feel any guilt at all, so he sneered and went downstairs.

Hearing the sound of Issa going downstairs quickly, and thinking about her bewildered laughter just now, John felt more and more bad.Just seeing Sherlock's still godlike posture, John let go of his doubts about Issa, and even felt a little sorry for his distrust just now.

In fact, among the three people, only John is the fool!So stupid, he didn't get hurt by Sherlock, a friend who beat the chicken blood as soon as he saw the case. Sure enough, the screenwriter blessed the luck buff to a full level!

After making desserts, Zhang Yu didn't intend to ruin other meals as well.From now on, she will always be the one who wants to have dinner with Sherlock, it's fine to make a harmless joke, but it's too much if she's really hungry.

She scoured the rice honestly, because she didn't have a special rice cooker, so she still used the most primitive steamed rice.Fortunately, the newly bought rice is powerful. Even under such simple conditions, it has fully utilized its potential. When the pot is opened, the white water vapor and the fresh aroma of rice rush straight into Zhang Yu's brain, making her I was so confused that I turned seven times and eight times, and almost missed the half-beaten egg liquid on the other side.

Because there were two young adults and one lady eating, Zhang Yu deliberately cracked six eggs, fearing that they would not be enough later.The yellow egg white and the clear egg white are squeezed into a large glass bowl, sprinkled with a whole spoonful of salt, stirred with chopsticks, and mixed together.

The diced carrots, diced onions, diced ham and shallots are placed in another bowl, waiting to be put into the pot for a while.

"puff--"

Zhang Yu had already poured a layer of oil into the pot before, when the fire below lit up, a sizzling sound could be heard from the bottom of the pot.Zhang Yu quickly poured the egg liquid into the pot and spread them evenly with a wooden shovel.

Seeing that the eggs were about to take shape, the rice that had just been steamed went directly into the pot and scattered on the eggs just now. Taking advantage of the temperature at the bottom of the pot being drawn away by the rice, Zhang Yu added some water to it and started to go back and forth. Stir fry until all the eggs can cover the rice.

Big spoonfuls of seasonings were added little by little, and Zhang Yu even added a small spoonful of newly bought Laoganma to enhance the flavor. The richer aroma began to permeate the kitchen, and went up the stairs flow away.

When the rice is about to be fried, all the diced pieces left over are thrown in at once, and finally turn off the heat and cover the pot, and you're done!

Zhang Yu looked at the egg fried rice that was put into the plate with satisfaction. It was perfect in color, fragrance and taste!

Well, there is also a small bowl of strange-looking soup that smells a little sweet on the side. This is a great gift for them that was agreed before.

This time, there was no need to wait for Zhang Yu to go up and ask them to come down nicely. John couldn't wait to go downstairs when Zhang Yu was just finished.After a while, Sherlock, who didn't know when to change into his pajamas, also came to this small space with big strides, and took his share of the meal.

The three of them sat on the sofa together, pointing their spoons and chopsticks at their dinner plates.

At the moment when several people were about to start, there was an unhurried knock on the door from downstairs.

John looked at Zhang Yu reflexively, was stared at, and shut up embarrassingly.

Well, he just thought about it, but he hasn't said anything yet!

No one is willing to move.

The knock on the door downstairs stopped after a while, and it seemed that he had given up.

After a while, hurried footsteps came from the stairs, Zhang Yu opened his eyes wide in surprise, and looked at the door behind him.

She was really curious that she could come in directly. Could it be that this uninvited guest has the key here?

Gradually, a man in a stuffy old-fashioned black suit came into view.His appearance is slightly old-fashioned, and although the hairline on his head is a bit dangerous, it is not beyond hopelessness.

The height is not bad, it looks a little taller than Sherlock, of course, the body is also much fatter.

Holding a black umbrella in his hand, with a strange smile on his face, he greeted several people in the room cordially: "How are you doing recently? My dear brother. Oh! I almost forgot And John and your new assistant, Miss Issa!"

The author has something to say: Too thirsty to speak...

I was already asleep, but the basket was awakened by thirst again qaq

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