[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter [-]

One week before the end of May, Jenny finally finished this arduous job. She carefully folded the tulle and put it in a box, and then put the box on the cabinet in the workshop.

Jenny walked to the living room, stretched, and then walked slowly around the house a few times to relax her body.She plans to deliver the goods to Tom's tomorrow, so let's take a good rest for now.

Jenny came downstairs. The weather in May was already a bit sweltering. Anyone who could go to the countryside at this time went to the countryside for vacation.Jenny suddenly remembered what Sherlock said about going to the countryside to take pictures on vacation, and she felt that it was about time.

Sherlock is not here today, he received a case and went out.Fantine and Cosette were collecting clothes. Clothes dry quickly in summer, but they are changed frequently. Fantine does all the laundry by herself, so there are a lot of clothes every few days.

"Mrs. Hudson, are you down?" Fantine and Cosette came in carrying the clothes basket, and saw Jenny standing in the kitchen, checking something.

"Yes. Fantine, what are you going to eat tonight? I'm hungry." Jenny hadn't been in the kitchen for two days. What did Fantine do and everyone ate.

"Well, I bought some pieces of snapper for frying, and mashed potatoes and tomato soup. And some spinach, kale, and half a squash if you want a salad. Oh yes, I boiled red beans Soup, it's a good day to drink, if you want to drink, let me serve a bowl?"

"Oh, my God, I don't have an appetite just listening to it. Well, give me a bowl of red bean soup first. Do you have any noodles?"

"of course."

"Let me make some noodles. Is there any ketchup?"

"A little more, I suppose, but not much, Mrs. Hudson, not much in pickled fruit or dried vegetables or jams."

"...Let's make pickled fruit tomorrow. It's too hot today, and I need some sour taste to appetize."

"Tomorrow you, and Cosette, let's go to Tom's, and then go shopping."

"Yes, Mrs. Hudson."

Jenny felt much better after drinking the red bean soup, but let's make noodles first, the red bean soup is not very hungry.

Jenny first beat two eggs into the flour, added some salt, and kneaded it into a dough.It takes about fifteen to twenty-ten minutes to wake up the noodles. Jenny washed the sea bream bought by Fantine, cut into pieces, sprinkled with pepper and salt, mixed evenly and marinated for a while.

Fantine went to boil the tomatoes to make tomato sauce. The tomato sauce didn't add sugar, and what it wanted was the sourness. Cosette was called by Jenny to peel the pumpkin.

When the noodles are ready, Jenny flattened the dough with a rolling pin, cut it, sprinkled it with rice and divided it into several piles to avoid sticking.Just boil the noodles under the water when you want to eat.

"Mrs. Hudson, have you finally gone downstairs?" Sherlock stuck his head in from the door and saw the kitchen was in full swing. "Noodles tonight?"

"Noodles? What kind of noodles? I like noodles the most." Lestrade stuck his head in and shouted, "I can smell sour, oh, it really makes people salivate and appetite."

"No one invited you, Lestrade, you're just here to get something, and I'll leave in five minutes." Sherlock grabbed Lestrade's shoulder and was about to drag him away.

"Hey, I'm greeting Mrs. Hudson." Although Lestrade was also strong and strong, he was much shorter than Sherlock, so he could only be dragged away.

"Uh...well, I think it's too late for a face-to-face meeting now." Jenny smiled helplessly at Fantine.

"But you can only add a spoonful of water to the ketchup..." Fantine replied solemnly.

"I'm here to knead the noodles." Jenny thought, don't I just want to take a break and eat some delicious food, why did I become a rice cook again?

But there were only these snappers. Jenny dipped the marinated fish in starch and fried them in a pan until golden on both sides.

Fantine made tomato sauce, and Jenny asked her to wash the pan.Cosette’s peeled pumpkin was cut into small pieces, steamed in a pan and then mashed into a puree. Then Fantine added some starch and rice into the pumpkin puree to form a dough. Jenny took a little pumpkin dough and boiled it in boiling water. until it floats, then mix the cooked pumpkin dough with the uncooked ones, and knead again to make very small balls.Wait for the water to boil in the pot, cook the pumpkin balls, pour the red bean soup with sugar, and the dessert is ready.

"By the way, Fantine, do we have any more biscuits?" Jenny asked Fantine.

"The cookies you made the other day? There are more."

"Take it all out." Well... let's just treat it as a dish...

"... yes, Mrs. Hudson."

Continuing to boil the water, Jenny put the noodles in twice and cooked a big pot out.Jenny chopped the spinach and cabbage and put them in the water, spread them on the noodles, then sprinkled peppers, sesame oil, salt, green onions on the noodles, and finally heated up the oil, poured it directly into the pot, just listen to " "Hey..." and the scent immediately filled the entire kitchen.

"Come on~" Jenny and Fantine quickly put the noodles on the table, and the two men who were pretending to be bickering immediately sat down in their seats.

"Eat this noodles while it's hot, otherwise it will be mushy." Jenny divided the noodles, and Cosette followed behind and put the pumpkin ball and red bean soup on the table. Fantine went back to the kitchen and brought out the fried fish.

"Go and eat, Fantine, or the batter will be battered in a while." Jenny didn't want her results to be eaten in the best state.

"Okay, Mrs. Hudson, call me if you need to." Fantine nodded.

Jenny used serving chopsticks to share two bowls of noodles with Lestrade and Sherlock.Lestrade looked at the fork in his hand, then at the chopsticks in Sherlock's and Jenny's hands.

"What are those? Two small wooden sticks. What are they, what new tableware? Well, why have I never seen them before?" Lestrade asked curiously.

"This is chopsticks, a kind of oriental tableware. It is very convenient to eat noodles. Do you want to try it?" Sherlock asked maliciously.

Lestrade thought for a while, "Forget it, no need, thank you." I was about to start eating and changed to my unskilled tableware. Could it be that I don't want to make myself eat more?

...But it's not an egg, and still didn't win _(:3)∠)_...What the hell, why can't I win two sticks with a fork that I've been using for 40 years?

"Don't think too much about it, Lestrade, it's just that you are too slow." Sherlock rolled up a large roll of noodles and put them into his bowl, "Don't blame the tableware, okay?"

Lestrade didn't speak, but quickly stuffed noodles into his mouth.

With two big eaters present, Jenny doesn't have to worry about running out of noodles... only the possibility of being full.Both Sherlock and Lestrade are not used to such a spicy taste, but after sweating profusely from the spicy food, it feels really good to have a bowl of cold pumpkin ball red bean soup.

Fantine opened the door and the window, and the cool evening breeze blew in through the door, blowing away the dryness and heat of the whole body, leaving only the comfort.

Lestrade touched his bulging stomach, supported his waist and stood up vigorously, "Anyone want to go for a walk?"

"It's a good idea." Jenny stood by, led by Lestrade and Sherlock, and she was overwhelmed unknowingly.

"I respect everyone's opinions." Sherlock sucked his stomach hard.

Since everyone agreed, Lestrade extended his hand to Jenny, and Jenny smiled and took it.Sherlock, who was a step behind, touched his nose, and Fakaisen walked beside them, and he was not satisfied until Jenny also took his arm.

It is rare to have such leisure time to take a leisurely walk in this cool breeze.Lestrade proudly told Jenny about the cases he solved when he was sheriff, but Sherlock sharply pointed out the stupid things Lestrade did, which made Jenny laugh out loud.

After walking for a while, the weather suddenly changed, and the three hurriedly said goodbye and went home.

Sure enough, it started to rain at night. It was already summer, but the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.The next morning, the rain still didn't stop. Jenny didn't dare to deliver the wedding dress in the rain for fear of accidents, but it was okay to go shopping in the rain, and there was indeed no food at home.

Sherlock doesn't like to use footmen, and the boys of the Baker Street squad are more than willing to help Jenny.Fantine called a carriage at the intersection, and took the two boys with her to the market.

Jenny bought a lot of things in one go, bread, milk, flour and rice, pork, vegetables, eggs, fruits, seasonings and wine... She bought a whole pork leg for sausage, and a basket of apples , ready to make cider, uh, drink.

After shopping for two hours, I bought more than half a carriage. Even Jenny herself was a little surprised. Fortunately, two boys were found, otherwise she and Fantine would not be able to move these things.On the way back, Jenny had told Fantine in advance which things to put in the cellar and which to put in the kitchen.When they arrived at Baker Street, Fantine instructed the boy to move in the things that were going to be put in the basement first. Two street boys saw it and ran over to help, hoping to get some extra money.

Jenny shook her kerchief and went in to change her clothes. Cosette was sitting in the kitchen, drawing on the weak fire. Seeing Jenny coming in, she put down her pen and ran over to help Jenny take the wet scarf. Dry by the stove.

"Thank you, Cosette, are you drawing? Have you copied today's words?" Jenny picked up the hot kettle, turned on the fire, replaced it with a clean cauldron, poured cold water on it, and closed the lid. .

"It's finished, Mrs. Hudson, may I read it to you later?" Cosette followed Jenny and twirled.

"Yes, but wait a minute. Is Mr. Holmes upstairs? Has he had breakfast?" Jenny saw the empty plate by the sink.

"Yes, I brought it up." Cosette said excitedly, "I took the plate down after he finished eating on the second floor."

"You are really capable. Well, I have to go change." Jenny patted Cosette on the head.

Jenny carried hot water upstairs to wash her hands and face, changed her clothes, and then went to the second floor.Sherlock was wearing a shirt and nightgown, and was sitting at the table, staring at the microscope intently, not noticing Jenny's entry.Something strange, Jenny didn't know what it was and didn't want to know what it was, was placed on the table, a test tube was clamped on a simple iron shelf, and an alcohol lamp was lit underneath, emitting an unpleasant smell.

Jenny walked to the window and opened the tightly closed window a small crack, and the outside wind blew in, blowing away the smell in the room immediately.

"Please close the window, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock said without looking up at the microscope, with a pen in his right hand, ready to write something in his notebook at any time.

"I'm afraid I have to leave a gap, Mr. Holmes, if you are doing experiments in the house and there will be an unpleasant smell, please try to get as close to the window as possible? I don't want to be so disgusted by this disgusting smell that I can't eat." Jenny I didn't open the windows too much, after all, it was still raining outside.

Sherlock looked up blankly, as if he had just realized that the room smelled bad, "Oh, I'm afraid I didn't notice this." He looked at the time, stood up again, looked at the flame and the test tube, and then extinguished the alcohol lamp up. "Now we need to wait for it to cool down completely." Sherlock rubbed his hands and took two steps back and forth.

Jenny stood by, watching Sherlock ignore what she meant, she asked, "What do you want for lunch?"

"What?" Sherlock didn't know why.

"I went shopping today, is there anything you want to eat?"

"casual."

"Well . . . would you like to invite Mycroft to supper to-morrow evening?"

"What? No." Sherlock came back to his senses, he thought Jenny's idea was very strange.Ever since Mycroft got drunk at home on Christmas, Sherlock hadn't thought of inviting him to dinner at all in the past six months.

"I think it's fine as long as there's no alcohol." Jenny raised her eyebrows.

"Why did you invite him to dinner?"

"Because... Well, he is your brother. I think it's a normal relationship, maintaining a good relationship with relatives or something."

"No!"

"……All right."

Jenny shrugged, not insisting.

Sherlock felt that Jenny was probably the only person in the world that he couldn't figure out what he was thinking: she offered to invite Mycroft to dinner, but she didn't insist...so why did she invite him?

After being disturbed by Jenny, Sherlock didn't want to continue the experiment. Anyway, all that was left was to wait.He closed his notebook, checked the test tube, let it cool down, and followed him downstairs.

Sherlock was taken aback by what was in the kitchen.

"So you want to invite Mycroft, do you want to feed him to death?" Sherlock stood at the kitchen door without taking a step, as if it was a dragon's den or a tiger's den.

"Why did you come down?" Jenny was listening to Fantine saying that the boys had been paid just now, and each of them had been given two more apples.The kitchen is full of things right now.

"Well, I thought about it just now, and I think what you said makes sense, well, I mean, what's for lunch?" Sherlock put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the food in the kitchen, and said to Jenny: " Mycroft won't have much time, I'm afraid, but I can have a card brought to him, well, what time tomorrow afternoon?"

"I think, 06:30."

Sherlock nodded to show that he knew, and Jenny wondered why he hadn't left yet.Jenny felt that Sherlock probably didn't want to speak in front of Fantine and Cosette, so she walked over.Sure enough, Sherlock followed her to the door before asking her, "I wonder if you still remember the vacation you mentioned last time?"

"Of course, but I can't take things to Tom until the rain stops, so . . . what about next week? You arrange it."

"Then it's decided." Sherlock nodded in satisfaction.