[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 5

The location of Baker Street is very delicate. It is not far from the city center. Two blocks away is the Garden District, which is known as the upper class. In the other direction, it is also two blocks away, which is the poor area.It is precisely because of this that Jenny can accept the house price here.She forgot, though, that such places often attract another kind of creature as well.

Jenny didn't expect that she would meet Sherlock in this way.

When the doorbell rang, Jenny was still glad that another renter came so soon, and sure enough the two shillings paid to the London Journal were not in vain.

The moment the door was opened, the two people inside and outside the door were stunned for a moment.

"Hello, Mrs. Hudson, long time no see." Sherlock touched the brim of his hat with the corners of his mouth hooked.Compared with three years ago, he looks more mature and thinner, the cheekbones on his cheeks are more prominent than before, there are some fine lines around his eyes, his fingertips are still slightly burnt yellow, and his body is also more beautiful than last time When he was much thinner, his sharp eyes remained unchanged.

Although she only saw Sherlock's true colors once, Jenny remembered him firmly-such a person is indeed hard to ignore.

Sherlock couldn't help being a little surprised.

This woman is a completely different woman than she was three years ago.She was wearing a gray striped silk dress, which suited her status as a widow, but the small details on the dress... lace, lace, and embroidery made her feel full of fashion.She also wears a hat that matches the clothes on her head. It looks no different from other hats, but the overall matching has an elegant beauty.

She is no longer the impoverished woman she was three years ago, only her confident eyes have not changed.

"Hello, Mr. Holmes. You?" It's hard to explain the tangled feeling now. Jenny really wants a few tenants to share her financial burden, but if the tenant living downstairs is this...she Are there any other tenants?

But Sherlock seemed very satisfied with this place. He took the initiative to explain: "I saw a house here for rent in the newspaper. I thought it was the same name, but I didn't expect it to be you. Do you still need a tenant now?"

"Yes." Who lives or not?Jenny let Sherlock in a little self-destructively.

"The first floor is the kitchen and the tea room. The room on the second floor has two bedrooms, a living room, a toilet and a bathroom. There is also a stove and a sink. You can change it into a kitchen if you need it. Outside the window is The street, the lighting is very good. I have replaced the wallpaper, carpet and wallpaper with new ones. Although the furniture is old, it is very durable. Personal items need to be prepared by yourself.”

"The next door is 221a. There are two young men living on the second floor, and a couple on the third floor. They want to save some food expenses, so I changed the first floor into a warehouse..."

The more Jenny talked, the more it felt wrong... Emma, ​​if Mr. Holmes is going to open a detective agency, wouldn't it be just right for me? !

Sherlock was obviously very satisfied with the place, he followed Jenny around and immediately decided to rent it. "Yes, this place is very much to my liking, so ... how much rent should I pay you?"

Jenny covered her face silently in her heart, and then said: "The rent for the room on the second floor is 180 pounds, 15 pounds per month. Your part can be paid monthly, half a year or a year, but for the first time I hope You pay for three months in advance. It doesn’t include three meals, because I have another job, so I can’t guarantee three meals a day.”

Sherlock pondered for a moment and said, "Is £180 too high?"

Jenny didn't think it was too expensive. Originally, she planned to rent it to a family, and the monthly rent of 15 pounds was not too expensive.If it is rented to a single man like Sherlock Holmes, they will usually find a co-tenant, and the two people will share it equally, which is not expensive.

But after hearing what Sherlock said, Jenny asked: "Are you...are you going to rent the whole room by yourself? I thought you would find a roommate and share the rent between the two of you. That's what the two boys on the second floor next door did. "

Sherlock froze for a moment, and immediately changed his words in a polite manner: "Of course, of course, of course, I need a roommate. If you don't mind, can you leave this matter to me? After all, I also hope to find a suitable roommate. "

Jenny: "Of course." Did this guy really think the rent was 180 pounds for one person just now... I'm really worried about his finances, won't he be unable to pay the rent in the future?

After thinking for a while, Jenny said again: "Mr. Holmes, in order to thank you for helping me a lot, I am willing to reduce the rent. How about 150 pounds a year? But you must find a roommate who can share the rent for a long time. What do you think?" Sample?"

Sherlock: "Deal."

"That's great. It's a pity that you came so late, otherwise you could rent the third floor of 221a, which is next to me. Ah, by the way, I haven't said that the third floor is my room here, just above you .” Jenny clasped her hands lightly, “Then when will you move in?”

Sherlock: "I can move in today, I don't have much stuff."

Jenny: "Okay, then I'll go buy something to eat, and I'll celebrate tonight, not including food expenses."

Sherlock didn't understand what there was to celebrate, but he wouldn't mind a free dinner. "So, Mrs. Hudson, now that we're going to live together, can we not use honorifics?"

Jenny: "Okay, Mr. Holmes, as you like." Living together... Why do these words feel so strange?

Mr. Holmes's luggage is less than Jenny imagined, and the things are very strange.

There are no sheets, pillows, quilts, cups, toothbrushes, razors and other supplies. Instead, there are voluminous notes and a lot of various experimental tools.Jenny had to help him buy some daily necessities and help him make the bed.

"Thank you... for your help, you have been of great help, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock accepted Jenny's service without blushing at all, and returned all the expenses just spent to Jenny.

"I'm not your maid, Mr. Holmes, please do it yourself next time?" Jenny felt that her fate was really miserable.

"Of course." Sherlock agreed, and he glanced at Jenny, "Although the past three years have been hard, it's all worth it, right?"

Jenny looked at trying to make a "chat" branch Sherlock, and felt that God was really fair-he gave you a smart mind, but made you unable to communicate normally?Let's see what the topic is... Wait, so I am asking for trouble for recruiting this kind of tenant?

Jenny rubbed her forehead, feeling that her future life will definitely not be easier than the past.

Sherlock: "What did I say wrong just now to make you use this face to me? I don't think I've reached the point where people worry about me, do I?"

Jenny: "No, I don't want to know how you know, but I'm not worried about you at all." I was worried about myself.

Sherlock seemed to retort, but he held back.

Although the tenants were not very satisfactory, Jenny was still very happy that the house was rented out. She decided to cook a good dinner. It was so boring to cook and eat alone. She hadn't cooked a good dinner for a month.

Now Jenny has perfectly integrated the memories of the other two people, and she has mastered the knowledge and information. Their hobbies are also her hobbies, and their specialties are also her specialties.

For example, today's dinner.

Jenny went to buy a processed duck, an old duck that had laid eggs for several years. This kind of duck was cheap because the meat was too old, but it was just right for Jenny.She made an old duck soup with this duck.Chinese style, duck and ribs chopped into small pieces, plus pickled sour radish.Nourishing yin and nourishing lungs, it is very suitable for London in late summer and early autumn.

The other main dish is fried fish. Most of the fish in the UK is sea fish. If it is steamed, the meat will look old. Jenny simply bought two small yellow croakers to fry.Cut the small yellow croaker from the middle, put the fish bones together in a frying pan and fry it slowly until golden brown, and finally pour the sesame oil fried with green onion and garlic... the smell~ Jenny suspects that the cats in the whole street are in her kitchen There was meowing outside the window.

The salad was tender shredded cabbage, carrots, cucumbers, and freshly cooked broccoli, tossed in Jannette's meat sauce and drizzled with a drizzle of olive oil.

The staple food is macaroni fried with some small shell meat and meat sauce.

Judging from the speed and quantity of Sherlock's eating, he was very satisfied.

Of course, desserts are indispensable.

Baked fluffy puffs with fresh cream in the middle, Jenny made them a little big... Well, Jenny admitted that she did it on purpose, because Sherlock obviously has nothing to do with this big puff, he can't use a knife cut into small pieces?

Jenny laughed triumphantly in her heart, but with a smile on her face, she picked up the puff with a fork and slowly took a bite, completely ignoring the cream inside.Sherlock gave her a helpless look - he was not used to eating in such a disfigured way.

In the end, Sherlock used a stupid method. He first cut a small slit on the puff with a knife, then absorbed the cream, and finally cut the dough into small pieces and ate it.

Jenny: Ahahaha... so stupid!

Because it was a celebration, Jenny also took out her own homemade drink.Cherries are very cheap this year, Jenny bought a lot, not only made a few jars of cherry jam, but also tried to make some cherry wine.Private winemaking is not allowed in the UK, and both Sherlock and Jenny tacitly did not discuss whether this sweet and sour drink contains alcohol.

Sherlock couldn't be more satisfied with the meal.He pushed away the plate, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and quickly took out ten pounds and put them on the table.

"Mrs. Hudson, this is my food expenses." Sherlock glanced at the soup bowl, silently calculating whether he would have a late-night snack or something.

Jenny: "...I think I said I couldn't promise..." Wait, what rhythm is this?

Sherlock: "Oh, it doesn't matter, I don't eat every meal, it's just for... Well, the reserve fund, there is no time limit, I will give it to you after it is used up."

Jenny: "Oh. But I have to say, not every meal is as rich as today, you know, today is just to celebrate..."

Sherlock: "Of course, I understand. I can eat like you."

Jenny: "..." Can I say no?

Sherlock looked at Jenny calmly: "Why did you laugh at me just now?"

After thinking about it, Jenny put away the money, "Okay." She agreed.This is ten pounds, which is more than Sherlock's monthly rent, a wicked rich man.

Pushing the tableware aside, Jenny took out the prepared contract and handed it to Sherlock, "This is a rental contract, if you have no objections, please sign it."

Sherlock glanced at the contract quickly, and without any problem, he signed his name very simply.

Sherlock's too straightforward attitude made Jenny feel uneasy, she always felt as if she had forgotten something, for example... why Sherlock needed to change houses, why didn't he continue to live in the original house, and so on.

A week later, Jenny thought she understood why Sherlock would need to move...he must have been evicted!Now she regrets it too, is there still time?