[Comprehensive Classics] Different Jane

Sherlock is not a good chat partner, he is best at chatting to death, which Jane knows too well, so she is very curious how Mrs. Wood stayed in the room with Sherlock for several hours.

Coming out of the kitchen, Dwyer was fully competent for the rest of the work. Jane stood in the quiet living room for a while, and she pushed open the door of the small reception room next to it. Sure enough, Mrs. Wood and Sherlock were here, and they chess.Sherlock even changed his clothes, Emmmmmmmmm...

"Throw away those strange thoughts in your mind, Miss Bennet, I just went back to my residence and changed my clothes." Sherlock said to Jane.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Holmes, I don't have any strange thoughts." Jane said to Mrs. Wood nonchalantly, "It's almost time to eat, Mrs. Olivia, I made a new dish today."

"Really? It's wonderful. Excuse the children, I have to change." Mrs. Wood stood up happily and left the room.

Sherlock saw that he was about to win, but his opponent had escaped his shell. He wrinkled his face and whispered, "I'm about to win."

Jane glanced at the chessboard and said, "Why don't you let Mrs. Olivia go."

"Why? This is playing chess." Sherlock felt baffled.

"Winning isn't great, but losing quietly is the skill." Jane sat in Mrs. Wood's position just now and restored the chess pieces with Sherlock, "You must have played chess with Mike Lockett. won, right?"

"of course."

"Hehe, are you very happy? Have you ever found out that he lost on purpose?"

Still have this kind of operation?No, how could it be that Mike deliberately lost the chess I won by myself?Wait, did he really lose to me?

For the first time, Sherlock felt that his brain was not enough. He looked up at Jane, "You can also play chess? Shall we have a game?"

Jane paused, then readily agreed, "Okay."

This time the fight lasted only ten seconds.

"You can't play chess at all." Sherlock felt cheated.

"Who said that, I remember the rules very clearly, and I didn't make a wrong move." Bennet, the chess player of Jane, took another step unwillingly.

Who told you that if you know the rules, you can play chess!

Sherlock... Sherlock was at a loss for words. He thought that the only woman who could speak forcefully was his mother. Now it seems that this kind of skill should be born in all women.

"Forget it, let's not play." Sherlock said dully, "So you know how to guess charades."

"No, no, I can speak English, French and Latin, and I'm learning Italian now." Jane said proudly, shaking her fingers.

"Me too, what's the big deal?" Sherlock rolled his eyes.

"Do you need me to talk about the difference in our education levels?" Jane rolled her eyes back.

Sherlock stopped talking again. He received an elite education, which is really nothing compared to Jane who is completely self-taught.

"Why Italian?" Sherlock asked again. "German would be more useful, or Spanish."

"Because Mrs. Olivia won't." Jane told Sherlock.

Sherlock was speechless again.Fortunately, Dwyer came in in time to announce that dinner was ready, which solved Sherlock's rare embarrassment.

The dinner was a good one, in addition to the two meat dishes made by Jane, there was also a light meatloaf soup, which was the only soup that Dwyer had learned, which was actually meatloaf made of pear, beetroot and pork in proportion, and then boiled Into the soup, do not put any salt.

The soup is sweet and delicious, but Sherlock still prefers solid meat, such as beef steak.Dwyer cut the steak into pieces, one for each of them, obviously the one on Sherlock's plate was thicker than Mrs. Wood's and Jane's.

The steak is very tender, the gravy is full, and there are obvious blood streaks when cut, but there is no blood.

Both Mrs. Wood and Sherlock couldn't help showing satisfied expressions. They thought they could have another piece after eating what was on the plate.

On the contrary, Jane was not satisfied. She rarely cooked this dish before. She felt that the steak was a bit old. The fresh beef was in vain. The ham was a bit too salty, and there seemed to be too much onion. The only thing that satisfied her was the puff pastry. Not bad.

Duck comforted Jane.

The oven does not affect the taste too much, the reverse side makes the bones more burnt and crispy, and the fat duck fat ensures that the duck meat is still fresh and tender after being boiled and fried. Of course, the most essential thing is the duck skin, which is completely brushed Three layers of honey.

The crispy duck is delicious just dipped in salt and pepper, but if you don’t like it too salty, Jane also made pancakes, cut cucumbers, carrots, lettuce and beetroot, as well as tomato sauce and strawberry jam, and wrapped them together for a unique taste.

Mrs. Wood and Sherlock immediately abandoned the steak and extended their knives and forks to the crispy duck.

It doesn't feel like there's much chatter yet, and a fat duck has disappeared from the dinner table, with nothing to prove its existence except the bones on everyone's plate.

"I've gained five pounds since Jane came." Mrs. Wood put down her glass, "but it's really delicious."

very satisfied~

Sherlock smacked his mouth, feeling very strange, it's just that tomato dipped in sugar is so delicious, why has no one discovered it before?

Sherlock now fully understands why Mycroft regretted that he was not able to attend the lunch banquet at Gardner's house. In order to show his friendship, Sherlock decided to write a special letter to Mycroft describing today's dinner.It's good to teach Mycroft that it's okay to miss a lunch at the Gardner's family. As long as you become friends with the Wood family, don't you want to eat such a big meal? (Jane: Thinking too much.)

If Sherlock really wants to be someone's friend, it's really not a particularly difficult task, especially since he and Mrs. Wood got along well just now.Soon the two discovered that the other's interest in music was very similar to their own. They both liked Chopin very much. Unfortunately, Sherlock was not born when the Polish pianist died. Mrs. Wood had a relationship with Chopin once. .

The two talked about contemporary musicians, and Jane suddenly realized, um... In this era, there are many big shots, alive!For example, Dickens, he lives in London, and he is very fond of reading performances. He just came back from a performance in the United States-Jane read it from the newspaper, and she was a little excited at the time.

By the way, Comrade Hugo, who finished Les Miserables a few years ago, is now wandering around Europe.His book has always criticized Napoleon's dictatorship, which was a dictatorship in France, but it was quite popular in England.It's just that the book "Les Miserables" is too expensive. When Jane was in London, she wanted to buy an original French edition with the idea that "this book will definitely appreciate in value in the future", but she had to give up because of the price.

Dwyer served the last dessert, the dessert was milk pudding with raisins sprinkled on top, not too sweet, not quite for the British taste, but very suitable for Mrs. Wood, Jane and Sherlock, who had just eaten too much meat , just to relieve the tiredness.

"Warm, it would be nice if there was ice, it's so hot today." Jane took a few mouthfuls, then asked Sherlock, "Didn't you study chemistry? Is there any way to make ice?"

Sherlock paused, "Yes."

Of course Jane knew there was, such as calcium nitrate, didn't she not know the ratio?

When Sherlock left, Jane handed him a basket, which contained ten salted eggs, a bottle of sauerkraut made by Jane herself, and a sponge cake, which was very appetizing in summer.

"It's impolite to stay at the professor's house without saying anything. This is salted egg, which can be eaten with porridge. The sour radish and beans can be eaten directly, or stewed fish." Jane detailed one by one. Count, "This cake is not very sweet, I think you should like it."

Sherlock looked at the basket and asked, "How much do I have to pay?"

Jane said to Sherlock with a look of caring for a fool: "Don't be sentimental, Mr. Holmes, I took care of you for Mycroft's sake, but since you have said so, return my basket in a few days." Teach me how to make ice from time to time."

You can have this, Sherlock took the basket, and reminded again: "You know, ice made by chemical methods is not edible."

"But you can use it to cool down to freezing." Of course Jane knew this.

Sherlock was relieved.

A few days later, Hogwarts launched a new product - ice cream, each serving only has one small ball, which is a bit expensive compared to other Hogwarts products, but it is greatly sought after by customers.In the era when there were no refrigerators, using ice in summer was still a luxury. Only the rich and even the royal family would find a way to save winter ice for summer use.It's a pity that Hogwarts only sells a limited amount every day. No matter how much the guests complain, the waiter with limited mobility just takes the trouble to explain "the production time is very long, the process is very fast, and the cost is high" and so on.

Jane did not deceive the guests. Ice is really difficult to make. She used a large bucket to cover a small bucket, and put chemicals and water in the large bucket outside to reduce the temperature in the small bucket to the point where it can freeze.Fortunately, these chemicals can be reused, otherwise Jane would not be in this loss-making business.

It's so cool to have ice cream on a hot summer day. Jane bought a quilt to wrap the ice cream bucket, but it's not necessary at all. Ben is scraping the ice cream ball with a spoon almost non-stop.Every customer hopes that Ben can scrape a few scoops for himself, but Ben is very shrewd. He can make every ice cream ball almost the same size, which makes people love and hate it.

Now Hogwarts is very famous in Cambridge University.The environment here is lovely, the lighting is good, and it is not far from the square park. You can often meet cute or elegant girls. The most important thing is that the dim sum is very delicious, and the dim sum is often updated, and you can’t eat it anywhere else. Ice cream, although the portion of each dessert is a bit small, but it is cheap, and there is always a limited supply of snacks, no matter how you give advice to the waiter named Ben, he always refuses because the pastry chef can’t do more , Even if someone is willing to pay more money, he will not do it.

Hey, who doesn't know that the dumb woman making snacks in the kitchen is actually Ben's wife?

On the other hand, Ben’s other reason is more convincing, “If it is expensive to make, it will be expensive to sell, and many people will be reluctant to eat it.”

The author has something to say: Jane: Do you dare to compare with me?Let’s compare cooking, come on~ I can also do handwork!come!I can learn a little bit of astronomy! o(one︿one+)o