[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective
Chapter 29
Chapter 29
Jenny took Fantine and hired a stagecoach, and went to buy some cloth, linen, cotton, and canvas, and then went to the market to buy beef and spices.Steak, beef shank, ox tail bone... Finally, the big and small bags came back with a full load.
"Cosette, go get something for your mom." Jenny hugged the cloth and said to Cosette who came to open the door. Fantine was carrying all kinds of beef and seasonings, but the cloth in her hand was much heavier.Cosette obediently went to help.
"Fantine, prepare the meat and come down after I put away what I have in hand." Jenny told Fantine loudly as she went upstairs.
The things in Jenny's hands were piled up quite high, so she couldn't see the way, but it didn't matter, there was a door next to the stairs.She meets Sherlock and John on the stairs, she is going upstairs, and Sherlock and John are going downstairs.
"Oh, oh, well...Mr. Holmes, which way are you going?" Jenny went to the left, Sherlock also went to the left, Jenny went to the right, and Sherlock also went to the right...==
"Sorry, please stand still, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock raised the brim of his hat and simply let Jenny stand on one side first, and then he walked on the other side.
"Where are you going?" Jenny asked.
"I'm going to have a haircut, and Holmes just wants to go for a walk," replied John, poking his head out from behind Sherlock.
"Go for a walk at this time? The road outside is very bad. It rained all day yesterday...Ahhhhh..." Jenny was distracted, her left foot was in the air, she screamed instinctively, He tilted his body and fell backwards, all the cloth in his hand rolled to the bottom of the stairs.
For a moment, Jenny's mind went blank. This feeling...as if her brain didn't follow her body down due to inertia.But immediately she was pulled back, and her mind returned to her body.
After she collected herself, Jenny realized that it was Sherlock who grabbed her arm in time.
Then the screams turned into screams. "My feet are sore..."
Fantine ran out when she heard the movement, and she went up to Jenny, but she didn't know what to do.Although Cosette couldn't help, she also joined in the fun.
"My God, Holmes, I think Mrs. Hudson must have sprained her ankle. Let her sit down." John was blocked behind and could only guess according to the situation.
After hesitating for two seconds, Sherlock picked up Jenny, and unexpectedly found that she was quite light.
"Go to the third floor." Sherlock ordered, "Watson, go get your medical kit, Fantine, you silly girl, don't get in the way here, take Cosette to the kitchen, and get hot water and Towels... no, let's get some cold water."
"Cloth, my cloth." Jenny was sweating profusely from the pain, but she didn't forget those cloths. It's troublesome to get dirty.
Sherlock sighed helplessly, "Fantine, bring those cloths up too." After speaking, he carried Jenny Denden up to the third floor.
"Please open the door." Sherlock held Jenny in his arms and had no choice but to ask Jenny to open it by herself.
"Oh, okay." Jenny stretched out her hand and twisted the handle with great effort.
This is not the first time Sherlock has visited Jenny's room.
The room is full of the atmosphere of young single women, perfume, cosmetics, hair oil, cloth... The style and color of the whole room are bold and bright, but soft.On the small table in front of the window, a large bouquet of roses was neatly arranged in a large short vase. The red and white colors matched each other well, which showed the hostess's flower arrangement skills.
Except for the living room, all other doors are closed.Sherlock quickly glanced at the room, inadvertently hiding the analysis in his heart, but his hands kept moving. He put Jenny on the chair in front of the window, and moved a stool for her to put her feet on.Sherlock took off his gloves, flicked up the back of his clothes, and squatted at Jenny's feet, about to help her take off her boots.
"Wait, Mr. Holmes." Jenny was sweating profusely from the pain, but she exclaimed to stop Sherlock's movement - it felt weird to ask Holmes to take off her boots...
Sherlock looked up at her.
"Uh, okay." Jenny said weakly.
Sherlock's fingers danced quickly, as if playing on the keyboard, but Jenny knew that was just an illusion. In fact, he just untied the shoelaces, and then took the boots off her feet evenly and lightly. Quickly took off the socks, revealing Jenny's insteps that were swollen like sourdough bread.
At this time, Jenny was very glad that she didn't have smelly or sweaty feet, and she washed her feet yesterday, changed her socks and insoles, and sprinkled talc in her boots. ==(Jenny: I admire me so much that I am dying of pain, I am still thinking about this...)
Sherlock feels that even though Mrs. Hudson may be good in some ways, most of the time she is still a stupid ordinary woman... look, what time is it, she is sweating profusely Can still be distracted.
"Oh, ah~~ Stop it, Mr. Holmes, stop it!!!" Jenny yelled, if she could grab something now, she would definitely throw it at Sherlock's head.
"It's a necessary process, Mrs. Hudson. If you still understand that the later treatment will be more painful, maybe I should give you a handkerchief to bite on? You should be grateful that it was not the ankle, which is prone to old injuries. .” Sherlock gently pressed the swollen place, and gave Jenny a consoling smile while looking up... But in Jenny's view, this guy is completely gloating.
"Then I would also like to let Dr. Watson come, at least he is, uh, more professional." Jenny said while gasping.
"Sorry, it took me a while to find the medicine. How is it, Holmes?" Said Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrived.John came running up with a small box.
Sherlock stood up quickly to get out of the way. "I'm not a doctor, Watson...the soft tissue is contused, and the ligaments are slightly strained. It's best to stay in bed for a few days."
"yes."
"what?"
"Is there a problem?" Sherlock asked, but Jenny knew he was actually looking at her.
"No, no, your judgment is very accurate. I didn't even know you were good at medicine. Oh, sorry." John thought Sherlock was talking to him.
"Ah..." Jenny screamed, John's technique is not as good as Sherlock's, it hurts more than before, okay?
Apologizing, John checked Jenny's feet and applied a cold compress to her with a towel soaked in cold water.When the towel was placed on her feet, Jenny couldn't help shivering from the soles of her feet to the top of her head... The cold compress is really terrible in this kind of weather.
"Apply it for 15 minutes first, then apply it for another 15 minutes after half an hour to see if it can be relieved. After an hour, change it to a hot compress. When it is not enough, apply this. It has anti-inflammatory effect. I also use it once before going to bed at night, and then wrap it on Feet." John took out a bottle of tincture and handed it to Fantine who was standing beside him, "Let's rest for three days, it should get better after three days, but I'm afraid I still need to recuperate, your feet must not touch the ground for these three days."
No pull, no pull, no pull... After explaining everything in detail, John wiped his hands and finished the diagnosis and treatment.
"But, what about the meat?" Jenny asked as she fell weakly on the chair.
"What? What meat?" John didn't understand.
"Dinner, I think? I left a note yesterday hoping to have a good dinner today," Sherlock interjected.
"Oh..." What a pity, John thought.
"Well, since this matter has more or less something to do with me... I will take responsibility for it, Mrs. Hudson, and I will take you downstairs later, and you can instruct Fantine on what to do. Sherlock took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, "Another hour."
"What?" What did you just say?Jenny and John looked at Sherlock dumbfounded.
Jenny: I'm already like this and you still won't let me go?
John: Mrs. Hudson is a pain... but dinner is important, and meat is expensive...
Jenny: Dr. Watson!
John: Oh, sorry.
"Wouldn't that be a little too much?" John said to Sherlock as he went downstairs.
"The pain will reach its peak after an hour. Giving her something to do will help divert her attention, otherwise she will want you to give her morphine." Sherlock took out his pocket watch and looked at it again, then put on his gloves and hat again , "I think an hour is enough for you to get a haircut."
An hour later, Sherlock and John came back on time.Sherlock did as he said, went to the third floor and carried Jenny to the kitchen on the first floor.
"I can't believe you're actually doing this." Jenny whispered, putting her arms around Sherlock's neck, not seeing how strong he was.From such a close distance, Jenny realized that Sherlock's eyes were not actually quite gray, she saw a very beautiful color flashing through his eyes, but it was too fast for her to see clearly, It seems to flash from a certain angle or under a special light.
"Mrs. Hudson, Mrs. Hudson." Helplessly, Sherlock found that the woman was distracted again, and she was still looking into his eyes...and didn't hear what he just said.
"Oh, what?" Jenny came back to her senses and found that she had reached the first floor.
Sherlock put Jenny in the chair that Fantine had moved into the kitchen, and Cosette put the small stool she usually sat on under Jenny's feet in a very sensible way.
"Thank you, dear." Jenny patted Cosette's head.
"I think it should be warm enough here." Sherlock alluded to Jenny's purple lips. Anyone who has been exposed to cold compresses for an hour in winter will turn his lips purple.
"Okay..." Jenny covered the blanket, and the cold compress was so cold that it was not enough and it hurt like hell...
"Your books, and your, uh, tools, Mrs. Hudson." John put all the things that Jenny and the others would use to pass the time on the table, and there were quite a lot of things.
"Thank you, Dr. Watson." Jenny picked out a book and held it in her hand.
"I will take good care of her, Mr. Holmes, Dr. Watson," Fantine promised.At this time, the doorbell rang suddenly.
"I'll open the door." John, who was standing outside, walked out of the kitchen to open the door. After a while, he called out loudly, "Holmes, you have guests."
"I see, Watson, come right away." Sherlock replied loudly, and then said to Jenny: "If you need anything, please let me know. You know where I am." After finishing speaking, he left politely.
Jenny pouted, what else can you expect from this kind of man?She moved her body vigorously to make herself more comfortable, "Okay, Fantine, bring that hot water bottle, it's time for the hot compress..."
"I can help you, Mrs. Hudson. I can twist towels." Cosette moved another small stool and sat at Jenny's feet, as if planning to help.
"Uh... Cosette, I don't need a cold compress now... Okay, can you bring me a hot water bottle? Thank you ~ Fantine, have you washed all the meat?"
"It's all washed and cut up, Mrs. Hudson."
"Where are the radishes?"
"The radishes are all peeled, I haven't had time to cut them yet, ma'am, but the dried vegetables are all soaked."
"What about garlic, onion and ginger?"
"Here, ma'am."
Jenny is going to use beef ribs for dinner, beef shanks to make jerky, and oxtail bones to make soup, but the jerky is too complicated to make, and she is afraid that Fantine will not season it well, so now she will have to use it for stew tomorrow .
Jenny instructed Fantine to boil the beef and beef bones three times, remove impurities, and then scoop them up.The oxtail bone needs to be cooked for a long time. Fantine filled a large pot with water, and then put the oxtail bone, garlic, onion and a chopped tomato.
"It will take a long time, let's make some bread first. Is there any jam, Fantine?" Jenny opened the book without reading it, and just laid it flat on the blanket.
"Not much, ma'am, but milk, eggs, butter, sugar and cheese."
"Okay, let's make cakes... Wait, let's make some creme brulee first. Grind some tea leaves and make tea-flavored cakes."
"Okay, ma'am."
Fantine was already proficient at making puddings. She sifted the flour and rice, and ground mint and rosemary into rice fractions.Beat the eggs and sugar in a bowl, and boil the milk with a little vanilla in a small pot. Slowly, little by little, pour it into the egg mixture, and carefully use a spoon to spread the milk on the surface. Skim off foam and cream.Heat a little sugar in a pot, and when it smells slightly burnt, pour some boiling water and stir it, then pour it into several pudding bowls while it's hot.Wait for the sugar to solidify slightly, slowly pour the egg mixture with milk into the bowl, skim the foam again, and finally put it in the oven.
After Jenny came in, Cosette moved another small stool and sat next to her. She watched Fantine put the pudding into the oven and then asked Jenny: "That's great, next time you can let me Try it, Mrs. Hudson?"
"Of course, Cosette, you don't have to wait for tomorrow, you can follow along now, let's start with biscuits." Jenny is still very open-minded in this regard, and it doesn't cost much anyway.
"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson, you are the best and best wife I have ever seen." Although Cosette is not very old, she is also a smart child. She knows that there are not many masters in this world who are willing to raise a The maid's child, she is lucky.
"Oh, Cosette, you little honey." Jenny squeezed Cosette's little face in great joy.
The rest of the time Jenny had nothing to pass the time at all, she and Fantine taught Cosette how to make biscuits--Jennie said, Fantine prepared things (by the way took over the job of dressing Jenny's feet), Cosette Special hands.
Sieve rice, add sugar or salt, make batter or thin dough, pour into molds or directly press into shapes, make thin biscuits or stuffing...
Fantine also watched the beef bone soup and lunch, and Cosette helped wash the beans.
The three of them were so busy in the kitchen that they didn't even know how long Sherlock's guests had been gone.
John heard the laughter downstairs and said worriedly: "I think dinner is still worth looking forward to... right?"
Sherlock isn't quite satisfied with solving a small case, but he finds something else in it.He wrote something on his criminal record, heard John's question, and replied casually: "Maybe, but you should think about what you have for lunch now...it's already eleven o'clock."
Jenny took Fantine and hired a stagecoach, and went to buy some cloth, linen, cotton, and canvas, and then went to the market to buy beef and spices.Steak, beef shank, ox tail bone... Finally, the big and small bags came back with a full load.
"Cosette, go get something for your mom." Jenny hugged the cloth and said to Cosette who came to open the door. Fantine was carrying all kinds of beef and seasonings, but the cloth in her hand was much heavier.Cosette obediently went to help.
"Fantine, prepare the meat and come down after I put away what I have in hand." Jenny told Fantine loudly as she went upstairs.
The things in Jenny's hands were piled up quite high, so she couldn't see the way, but it didn't matter, there was a door next to the stairs.She meets Sherlock and John on the stairs, she is going upstairs, and Sherlock and John are going downstairs.
"Oh, oh, well...Mr. Holmes, which way are you going?" Jenny went to the left, Sherlock also went to the left, Jenny went to the right, and Sherlock also went to the right...==
"Sorry, please stand still, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock raised the brim of his hat and simply let Jenny stand on one side first, and then he walked on the other side.
"Where are you going?" Jenny asked.
"I'm going to have a haircut, and Holmes just wants to go for a walk," replied John, poking his head out from behind Sherlock.
"Go for a walk at this time? The road outside is very bad. It rained all day yesterday...Ahhhhh..." Jenny was distracted, her left foot was in the air, she screamed instinctively, He tilted his body and fell backwards, all the cloth in his hand rolled to the bottom of the stairs.
For a moment, Jenny's mind went blank. This feeling...as if her brain didn't follow her body down due to inertia.But immediately she was pulled back, and her mind returned to her body.
After she collected herself, Jenny realized that it was Sherlock who grabbed her arm in time.
Then the screams turned into screams. "My feet are sore..."
Fantine ran out when she heard the movement, and she went up to Jenny, but she didn't know what to do.Although Cosette couldn't help, she also joined in the fun.
"My God, Holmes, I think Mrs. Hudson must have sprained her ankle. Let her sit down." John was blocked behind and could only guess according to the situation.
After hesitating for two seconds, Sherlock picked up Jenny, and unexpectedly found that she was quite light.
"Go to the third floor." Sherlock ordered, "Watson, go get your medical kit, Fantine, you silly girl, don't get in the way here, take Cosette to the kitchen, and get hot water and Towels... no, let's get some cold water."
"Cloth, my cloth." Jenny was sweating profusely from the pain, but she didn't forget those cloths. It's troublesome to get dirty.
Sherlock sighed helplessly, "Fantine, bring those cloths up too." After speaking, he carried Jenny Denden up to the third floor.
"Please open the door." Sherlock held Jenny in his arms and had no choice but to ask Jenny to open it by herself.
"Oh, okay." Jenny stretched out her hand and twisted the handle with great effort.
This is not the first time Sherlock has visited Jenny's room.
The room is full of the atmosphere of young single women, perfume, cosmetics, hair oil, cloth... The style and color of the whole room are bold and bright, but soft.On the small table in front of the window, a large bouquet of roses was neatly arranged in a large short vase. The red and white colors matched each other well, which showed the hostess's flower arrangement skills.
Except for the living room, all other doors are closed.Sherlock quickly glanced at the room, inadvertently hiding the analysis in his heart, but his hands kept moving. He put Jenny on the chair in front of the window, and moved a stool for her to put her feet on.Sherlock took off his gloves, flicked up the back of his clothes, and squatted at Jenny's feet, about to help her take off her boots.
"Wait, Mr. Holmes." Jenny was sweating profusely from the pain, but she exclaimed to stop Sherlock's movement - it felt weird to ask Holmes to take off her boots...
Sherlock looked up at her.
"Uh, okay." Jenny said weakly.
Sherlock's fingers danced quickly, as if playing on the keyboard, but Jenny knew that was just an illusion. In fact, he just untied the shoelaces, and then took the boots off her feet evenly and lightly. Quickly took off the socks, revealing Jenny's insteps that were swollen like sourdough bread.
At this time, Jenny was very glad that she didn't have smelly or sweaty feet, and she washed her feet yesterday, changed her socks and insoles, and sprinkled talc in her boots. ==(Jenny: I admire me so much that I am dying of pain, I am still thinking about this...)
Sherlock feels that even though Mrs. Hudson may be good in some ways, most of the time she is still a stupid ordinary woman... look, what time is it, she is sweating profusely Can still be distracted.
"Oh, ah~~ Stop it, Mr. Holmes, stop it!!!" Jenny yelled, if she could grab something now, she would definitely throw it at Sherlock's head.
"It's a necessary process, Mrs. Hudson. If you still understand that the later treatment will be more painful, maybe I should give you a handkerchief to bite on? You should be grateful that it was not the ankle, which is prone to old injuries. .” Sherlock gently pressed the swollen place, and gave Jenny a consoling smile while looking up... But in Jenny's view, this guy is completely gloating.
"Then I would also like to let Dr. Watson come, at least he is, uh, more professional." Jenny said while gasping.
"Sorry, it took me a while to find the medicine. How is it, Holmes?" Said Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrived.John came running up with a small box.
Sherlock stood up quickly to get out of the way. "I'm not a doctor, Watson...the soft tissue is contused, and the ligaments are slightly strained. It's best to stay in bed for a few days."
"yes."
"what?"
"Is there a problem?" Sherlock asked, but Jenny knew he was actually looking at her.
"No, no, your judgment is very accurate. I didn't even know you were good at medicine. Oh, sorry." John thought Sherlock was talking to him.
"Ah..." Jenny screamed, John's technique is not as good as Sherlock's, it hurts more than before, okay?
Apologizing, John checked Jenny's feet and applied a cold compress to her with a towel soaked in cold water.When the towel was placed on her feet, Jenny couldn't help shivering from the soles of her feet to the top of her head... The cold compress is really terrible in this kind of weather.
"Apply it for 15 minutes first, then apply it for another 15 minutes after half an hour to see if it can be relieved. After an hour, change it to a hot compress. When it is not enough, apply this. It has anti-inflammatory effect. I also use it once before going to bed at night, and then wrap it on Feet." John took out a bottle of tincture and handed it to Fantine who was standing beside him, "Let's rest for three days, it should get better after three days, but I'm afraid I still need to recuperate, your feet must not touch the ground for these three days."
No pull, no pull, no pull... After explaining everything in detail, John wiped his hands and finished the diagnosis and treatment.
"But, what about the meat?" Jenny asked as she fell weakly on the chair.
"What? What meat?" John didn't understand.
"Dinner, I think? I left a note yesterday hoping to have a good dinner today," Sherlock interjected.
"Oh..." What a pity, John thought.
"Well, since this matter has more or less something to do with me... I will take responsibility for it, Mrs. Hudson, and I will take you downstairs later, and you can instruct Fantine on what to do. Sherlock took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, "Another hour."
"What?" What did you just say?Jenny and John looked at Sherlock dumbfounded.
Jenny: I'm already like this and you still won't let me go?
John: Mrs. Hudson is a pain... but dinner is important, and meat is expensive...
Jenny: Dr. Watson!
John: Oh, sorry.
"Wouldn't that be a little too much?" John said to Sherlock as he went downstairs.
"The pain will reach its peak after an hour. Giving her something to do will help divert her attention, otherwise she will want you to give her morphine." Sherlock took out his pocket watch and looked at it again, then put on his gloves and hat again , "I think an hour is enough for you to get a haircut."
An hour later, Sherlock and John came back on time.Sherlock did as he said, went to the third floor and carried Jenny to the kitchen on the first floor.
"I can't believe you're actually doing this." Jenny whispered, putting her arms around Sherlock's neck, not seeing how strong he was.From such a close distance, Jenny realized that Sherlock's eyes were not actually quite gray, she saw a very beautiful color flashing through his eyes, but it was too fast for her to see clearly, It seems to flash from a certain angle or under a special light.
"Mrs. Hudson, Mrs. Hudson." Helplessly, Sherlock found that the woman was distracted again, and she was still looking into his eyes...and didn't hear what he just said.
"Oh, what?" Jenny came back to her senses and found that she had reached the first floor.
Sherlock put Jenny in the chair that Fantine had moved into the kitchen, and Cosette put the small stool she usually sat on under Jenny's feet in a very sensible way.
"Thank you, dear." Jenny patted Cosette's head.
"I think it should be warm enough here." Sherlock alluded to Jenny's purple lips. Anyone who has been exposed to cold compresses for an hour in winter will turn his lips purple.
"Okay..." Jenny covered the blanket, and the cold compress was so cold that it was not enough and it hurt like hell...
"Your books, and your, uh, tools, Mrs. Hudson." John put all the things that Jenny and the others would use to pass the time on the table, and there were quite a lot of things.
"Thank you, Dr. Watson." Jenny picked out a book and held it in her hand.
"I will take good care of her, Mr. Holmes, Dr. Watson," Fantine promised.At this time, the doorbell rang suddenly.
"I'll open the door." John, who was standing outside, walked out of the kitchen to open the door. After a while, he called out loudly, "Holmes, you have guests."
"I see, Watson, come right away." Sherlock replied loudly, and then said to Jenny: "If you need anything, please let me know. You know where I am." After finishing speaking, he left politely.
Jenny pouted, what else can you expect from this kind of man?She moved her body vigorously to make herself more comfortable, "Okay, Fantine, bring that hot water bottle, it's time for the hot compress..."
"I can help you, Mrs. Hudson. I can twist towels." Cosette moved another small stool and sat at Jenny's feet, as if planning to help.
"Uh... Cosette, I don't need a cold compress now... Okay, can you bring me a hot water bottle? Thank you ~ Fantine, have you washed all the meat?"
"It's all washed and cut up, Mrs. Hudson."
"Where are the radishes?"
"The radishes are all peeled, I haven't had time to cut them yet, ma'am, but the dried vegetables are all soaked."
"What about garlic, onion and ginger?"
"Here, ma'am."
Jenny is going to use beef ribs for dinner, beef shanks to make jerky, and oxtail bones to make soup, but the jerky is too complicated to make, and she is afraid that Fantine will not season it well, so now she will have to use it for stew tomorrow .
Jenny instructed Fantine to boil the beef and beef bones three times, remove impurities, and then scoop them up.The oxtail bone needs to be cooked for a long time. Fantine filled a large pot with water, and then put the oxtail bone, garlic, onion and a chopped tomato.
"It will take a long time, let's make some bread first. Is there any jam, Fantine?" Jenny opened the book without reading it, and just laid it flat on the blanket.
"Not much, ma'am, but milk, eggs, butter, sugar and cheese."
"Okay, let's make cakes... Wait, let's make some creme brulee first. Grind some tea leaves and make tea-flavored cakes."
"Okay, ma'am."
Fantine was already proficient at making puddings. She sifted the flour and rice, and ground mint and rosemary into rice fractions.Beat the eggs and sugar in a bowl, and boil the milk with a little vanilla in a small pot. Slowly, little by little, pour it into the egg mixture, and carefully use a spoon to spread the milk on the surface. Skim off foam and cream.Heat a little sugar in a pot, and when it smells slightly burnt, pour some boiling water and stir it, then pour it into several pudding bowls while it's hot.Wait for the sugar to solidify slightly, slowly pour the egg mixture with milk into the bowl, skim the foam again, and finally put it in the oven.
After Jenny came in, Cosette moved another small stool and sat next to her. She watched Fantine put the pudding into the oven and then asked Jenny: "That's great, next time you can let me Try it, Mrs. Hudson?"
"Of course, Cosette, you don't have to wait for tomorrow, you can follow along now, let's start with biscuits." Jenny is still very open-minded in this regard, and it doesn't cost much anyway.
"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson, you are the best and best wife I have ever seen." Although Cosette is not very old, she is also a smart child. She knows that there are not many masters in this world who are willing to raise a The maid's child, she is lucky.
"Oh, Cosette, you little honey." Jenny squeezed Cosette's little face in great joy.
The rest of the time Jenny had nothing to pass the time at all, she and Fantine taught Cosette how to make biscuits--Jennie said, Fantine prepared things (by the way took over the job of dressing Jenny's feet), Cosette Special hands.
Sieve rice, add sugar or salt, make batter or thin dough, pour into molds or directly press into shapes, make thin biscuits or stuffing...
Fantine also watched the beef bone soup and lunch, and Cosette helped wash the beans.
The three of them were so busy in the kitchen that they didn't even know how long Sherlock's guests had been gone.
John heard the laughter downstairs and said worriedly: "I think dinner is still worth looking forward to... right?"
Sherlock isn't quite satisfied with solving a small case, but he finds something else in it.He wrote something on his criminal record, heard John's question, and replied casually: "Maybe, but you should think about what you have for lunch now...it's already eleven o'clock."
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