[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 71

"what is this?"

"Steamed pancakes."

"What about this?"

"Pancakes."

"Why does this shredded potato smell sour?"

"Because it was mixed with vinegar."

"The taste is very strange, but I like it."

"This is peanuts? This, is this fried? Won't it be mushy?"

"If you don't like it, you can give it to me."

"no!"

"Humph!"

"Oh, Holmes, you lucky fellow."

"Humph."

"I said, Viscount Bruce Willie, can you give me some peanuts? And Holmes, you don't seem to eat green peppers. Don't put the shredded potatoes so far away from me? I can't reach them!"

"Lestrade, are you ordering me?" / "Lestrade, you should lose weight!"

"...Okay, I'll shut up."

Even if you are not discussing business at the dinner table, it is still very noisy. Are you really grown men and not a group of small pot friends or a group of funny creatures?

Jenny was very speechless.Also, what are steamed cakes? They are obviously steamed buns, okay?What's so strange about fried peanuts, you haven't seen fried peppers, fried eggplants, fried pumpkins, fried sweet potatoes, fried fish... as long as they are wrapped in batter, there is nothing that can't be fried.

Bruce Willie: I haven't eaten it yet, next time I cook it, ask me to eat it~

Lestrade: It's too rude of you upstairs, call me when you come.

Sherlock: Mrs. Hudson, what a job you've done, you've left these guys with nothing to think about except a mouth!

Jenny: It's none of my business, don't eat anything!

Compared with the lunch with only sandwiches, this meal is really hearty, and with the joyful topic, the guest of honor enjoyed a lot, and even Sherlock didn't speak venomously.However, a few big men probably won't be able to do anything just by drinking porridge, and Jenny has already planned for this.

"Here comes dessert~" Jenny proudly brought out a [-]-inch square cake, which was covered with thick cream, with two layers of jam in the middle, and several kinds of candied fruits on top.

"I think I probably have two stomachs, one for dinner and one for dessert. Mrs. Hudson, get me all the peanut sugar pine nut sugar cookies and dried fruit!" Bruce Willie made a pair The look of heroism.

"Don't dream in broad daylight, please, Mr. Bruce Willie? You took away my last pine nut candy last time." Jenny rolled her eyes and said.

Sherlock immediately looked at Bruce Willy, Bruce Willy pretended not to see, he carefully studied the candied fruit on the cake, wondering which one to choose for a while.

Because the cake was too sweet, Jenny made strong black tea.The cake was cut into crooked pieces of different lengths and sizes by Lestrade who volunteered (==), and the cake with the biggest candied cherry and the biggest peach were respectively given to Bruce Willie and Summer Locke forks onto his plate.

Lestrade: ...qaq...

No matter how bloody it is outside, the inside of 221b is full of joy.Bruce Willie and Lestrade are also helpless. They don't want to see the political turmoil caused by the use of "Jack", but they can't help but get involved in it. Alas, it seems that only Mrs. Hudson's delicious dessert Soothing their frantic/wounded hearts.

Thinking of this, Bruce Willie and Lestrade forked another piece of cake and put it on their plates.

Bruce Willie/Lestrade: If I had known I would not have eaten so much porridge just now, it was a waste of stomach. =w=

Sherlock watched Bruce Willie and Lestrade eating and taking, but Jenny had no objection, and couldn't help but feel bitter.

Sherlock: Shameless guy!

After eating, the shameless two consciously rolled away with two packs of biscuits.After all, Sherlock hadn't recovered yet, and was sent to take a nap.

While cleaning up the kitchen with Fantine, Jenny was thinking about mending Sherlock. Seeing his dark and thin face, there was almost nothing left on his body, and the clothes hanging on him were empty. His whole body was nothing but bones. Skinned.

I need to buy more rice, beef and mutton should be cooked in turn, walnuts can be made into various snacks, olives and grapes can be used as salads, but unfortunately Westerners don’t eat dog meat, otherwise it will be winter soon, and eating dog meat is the most nourishing... (﹃ ).

After taking a nap, Jenny took Fantine to go shopping to see if there was enough time to cook beef soup at night.

John hung his rain-soaked coat and hat on the hanger behind the door. Cosette also stuck out her small head from the kitchen, and looked at him without saying a word, which made John very puzzled. What was waiting for him.John passed Jenny on the stairs.

Jenny: "Is it raining again? It wasn't there when we went out just now. Dr. Watson, let me make you a cup of hot ginger tea."

John: "Thanks, Mrs. Hudson."

A few seconds later, Jenny heard John exclaim with joy: "Holmes!" She couldn't help curling her lips.

Soon, John's initial excitement of seeing his friend had passed, and now his doctor's side had the upper hand, and he "forced" him into a brief physical examination over Sherlock's objections.When Jenny brought the tea up to the second floor, John was packing his medical kit, and Sherlock wrapped his clothes very rudely and quickly, as if he had just been molested.

"It's great to have a doctor at home, Dr. Watson, thanks to you, otherwise it would be more difficult for Mr. Holmes to go for a physical examination than to find Jack the Ripper. (Sherlock: Huh!)" Jenny handed the tea to John, "Here you are, doctor, your tea, I've added ginger juice and sugar to it for colds."

John took the teacup and took a sip without fear of being hot. He felt the hot tea warm from his mouth to his stomach, as if all the pores in his body had been opened. "Ah~" he exhaled with a sigh, "very delicious, I just need this. Oh, and cream cake." The cake was left over at noon, and there was a piece of peach lying on the thick cream, John suddenly felt hungry.

Jenny handed Sherlock a bowl of ginger and milk pudding (ginger and milk) and a small silver spoon.

Sherlock looked at the small bowl in his hand unhappily: "Why is mine this?" John, who felt that he was taking advantage, proudly raised his teacup to Sherlock.

Jenny: "Because Dr. Watson was caught in the rain, he put a lot of ginger juice in his tea, which is a bit spicy, so the cake is for neutralizing... Do you have any questions, Mr. Holmes?"

Sherlock: "...No." He lowered his head and silently dug a spoonful of pudding into his mouth, and found that it tasted good, so he stretched his expression in satisfaction.

After prevaricating the awkward brat, Jenny asked John: "Doctor Watson, what's the result of your examination just now?"

"Oh." John put down the teacup, "I just did a simple inspection and found nothing serious, but Holmes' body is very weak. My suggestion is that he'd better take a rest until his body fully recovers."

"My own body knows it by itself," Sherlock protested.

"I think that even without Dr. Watson's explanation, ordinary people can see that your condition is really bad." Jenny repelled Sherlock's protest, "I don't want to see you in the middle of the night and think there is a mummy The fraudulent corpse came to my house."

Sherlock protested again: "This is impossible, mummy fraud is fundamentally unscientific, and it is impossible for corpses thousands of years ago to come here..."

"Oh." Jenny rolled her eyes unbearably, and went downstairs with the tray.

John looked at his friend with pity, and said, "Sherlock, I think you really need a good rest, both in body and mind."

Sherlock: "..." Was actually complained by Watson, this is unscientific! ==

At dinner, Jenny served everyone a bowl of beef soup, and the aroma immediately made mouth water.

"Beef nourishes energy and blood, Mr. Holmes, you should drink more." Jenny said to Sherlock.

"Yes, you should eat more, Holmes, it will be good for your health." John said, forking a dumpling and putting it on his plate.

The main course of dinner is fried dumplings.Jenny bought a handful of wild leeks and some very cheap small prawns, sautéed them and chopped them up, stuffed them in the wake-up dough, and fried them in medium heat.I also bought two chickens, but made chicken popcorn and honey chicken legs and wings.With the remaining chicken bones, Jenny is going to cook the broth tomorrow.There is not much chicken left, and it is stewed with potatoes, so it has a meaty taste.

Dessert after dinner is very simple. Apples, plums, pears, and olives are pitted and stewed in a small bowl, with a spoonful of honey on top.Unexpectedly, it was very delicious. John liked it so much that he strongly demanded another bowl.

Because of Sherlock's health, he was only allowed to drink a glass of sweet wine, and Jenny also drank a glass to welcome Sherlock's return.John drank several glasses of wine, he was a little too happy, and kept pulling Sherlock to ask about the details of the case.Sherlock was also in a very good mood, answering John's questions without hesitation, not at all impatient as usual, anyway, the most interesting part for him was over.Of course, there are also some key issues that Sherlock did not explain.

After the meal, the men threw down the cutlery and went upstairs to smoke and chat as soon as they wiped their mouths, while Jenny and Fantine cleaned up in the kitchen.

After washing and putting away the dishes and checking the stove, windows and doors, Jenny went upstairs with the candlestick in hand and yawned.There were still whispers of conversation on the second floor. Jenny shook her head and walked to the third floor. Just as she was about to open the door, she found a box with a bow tied with hemp rope hanging on the doorknob of her room.The box was packed very well with a small card on it.She couldn't help but smiled knowingly, reached out to take down the box, opened the door and walked into the house.

When a woman accepts a man from the bottom of her heart, she will take it for granted to enjoy the hospitality offered by him without any psychological burden.But even so, when Jenny opened the box and saw what was inside, she was still surprised.Inside was a diamond hair clip and the card simply read: "To Ms. Jenny Hudson, thank you and your delicious food for always being at 221b. From William Sherlock Scott Holmes".