[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

The "Addams Family" dessert shop opened in this way.Wensti's craftsmanship is very good, her mind is exquisite, and every piece of food she makes will attract praise from customers.

When the owner of the original coffee shop transferred the shop to her, he was worried that a young girl might not last long.

Facts have proved that he was overthinking, and the business of the dessert shop is getting better day by day.This is mainly due to the "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger" on Baker Street. There is an Internet celebrity among the residents. After she bought a peach tart, she became a frequent visitor to the dessert shop. Dessert shop, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and the popularity of the dessert shop has suddenly increased.

The business is booming day by day, which shows that the public recognizes her craftsmanship. Winsty is very happy, but she can't devote all her thoughts to making desserts. Staring at Sherlock Holmes is a serious business, so she adopted the purchase limit The best way is to only sell fifty desserts a day, and spend the rest of the time collecting information about that gentleman.

When customers came to her store, she would chat casually, intentionally or unintentionally, lead the topic to the residents of No. 221, and learned something from the neighbors' gossip:

Sherlock Holmes is the strangest existence on Baker Street. He seems to have no interest in interpersonal communication, and he has never been seen to participate in a Baker Street residents' committee.Apart from Mrs. Hudson, the landlady, there were no close female friends.

He spoke very fast, like a double-speed radio.He looked unapproachable, but he helped the boss who visited on the street corner to solve a case and cleared his innocence.

These are all useful information that Winsty extracted from the mouths of the neighbors in the neighborhood. Besides, she did not forget to ask Mrs. Hudson.

Mrs. Hudson is like a reservoir. As long as Wensty opens a small mouth, she will transmit information like a river. Through Mrs. Hudson's treasure reservoir, Wensty roughly touched the basics of Sherlock Holmes. Condition.For example, his height, weight, education and family situation...

He is a very learned man, with an Oxford diploma used as a table foot, and there is an older brother who works in the government.

Mrs. Hudson, who was inquired about the news, picked up a small cube of coconut milk and put it in her mouth, chewed it twice, her mouth was full of sweet and fragrant taste, and she showed an extremely hearty smile.

No need to ask to know that she was very pleased with the taste of the coconut milk cubes.

After eating dessert, Mrs. Hudson raised two thin eyebrows at Winsty: "Is he a nice person?"

This "he" naturally refers to Sherlock Holmes.The Sherlock Holmes that Mrs. Hudson said is simply a good and motivated young man. He graduated from a prestigious school and is very knowledgeable. There is also an elder brother who works in the government. He can enjoy a good life, but he chooses to start his own business. , will definitely do a lot in the future.

The last sentence was Mrs. Hudson's original words. After hearing it, Wensty smiled with a smile on his face. He will really "do a lot" in the future.

Mrs. Hudson was still waiting for Wensty's reply, and there was an expectation in her eyes that Wensty didn't understand.

"Pretty good, pretty good."

Wensty made a few perfunctory sentences, although she obviously didn't think so in her heart, but it was impossible for her to grab Mrs. Hudson's collar, shake Mrs. Hudson's body and growl, "Be sober, don't be caught by him." Confused, he will do anti-social things in the future!

The little fireworks in Mrs. Hudson's eyes exploded. She felt that Sherlock and Winsty's business would probably work out.What's the matter?What could happen to a young lady who kept inquiring about a young man in his prime!

When Wensty mentioned Sherlock intentionally or unintentionally, Mrs. Hudson's radar keenly captured the direction of the wind.She thinks that this girl, Wen Sidi, is both beautiful and cute, not bad compared to the stars in TV and movies, and she can make good desserts, what a girl she is.

Sherlock is a good guy, but his temper is a bit weird, he likes murder cases, the house is a bit messy, he likes to put heads in the refrigerator, he will shoot at the wall when he has nothing to do, he speaks very fast, sometimes it makes people angry Big—Of course, these Mrs. Hudson didn’t express it particularly clearly, she just said that his hobbies are different from ordinary people, he also has some unique insights into home decoration, he is very active in thinking, and he is straightforward—in general Said, still a good lad.

But the more Mrs. Hudson spoke kindly of Sherlock, the more Winsty felt that his good looks were just a disguise.

Mrs. Hudson went back humming a happy little tune, and took away the last dessert of the day. She figured out Winsty's intentions, and the next step was to inquire about Sherlock's thoughts.

She didn't even watch the soap opera, went upstairs and knocked on Sherlock's door.

"Come in," said the person inside.

Mrs. Hudson walked in and found Sherlock in a blue silk nightgown cleaning the violin.

Oh, Mrs. Hudson remembered that she forgot to say that Sherlock played the violin very well. One step ahead of others!

Mrs. Hudson asked, "Would you like to play the violin?"

"Well, I need to adjust my mood," Sherlock's voice sounded muffled, "Are the criminals in London on a long vacation?"

People in the police station haven't been here for a long time, and Sherlock has been bored for a while.

What a time!

Mrs. Hudson felt that it was not good to go straight to the point, and the girl's face still had to be taken into account, so she had to find an entry point to tell Sherlock about Wensty.

Sherlock, who was wiping the violin, glanced at Mrs. Hudson: "Mrs. Hudson, just talk about it, don't hesitate. When you miss that trash TV series, you will say 'it's all your fault, Sherlock '."

Mrs. Hudson finally spoke, and she still asked in the most direct way: "What do you think of this girl, Wensty?"

"Who is Wensty?"

"It's the girl who runs the dessert shop across from us. Did she come to give us a gift?"

Sherlock's eyes moved slightly, his expression normal.

He has never memorized people's names very much. After dealing with him for so long, the police detectives in the police station only barely got an impression. Anderson was very dissatisfied with this, because Sherlock called his name wrong many times. is the most.

After being reminded by Mrs. Hudson, he knew that the name of the girl in the dessert shop opposite was Wensti, and he attributed this name to a folder in his memory.The brain of an ordinary person may be a river and a pile of paste. The information stored in the human brain is limited, and most people's memory is not organized. Only a few people can really "use" the limited capacity of the brain to make it play a bigger role. usefulness.Sherlock undoubtedly belongs to the latter category.

Mrs. Hudson asked him what he thought of Winsty?

If Mrs. Hudson could open the file in his mind, he would find that he had drawn a big question mark on her file. From the first meeting, he had sensed that she was here for another purpose. A foreigner who has not been in London for 24 hours suddenly bought a dessert shop in a bad location. She acted quickly without any consideration. Obviously, her mind is not on the business of the dessert shop. The dessert shop is just a deception under the guise of

What is her real purpose? Sherlock has not fully analyzed it yet, but her purpose should be the same as that of Susan who sells fruit at the street corner. It was his brother who had nothing to do and came to look at him.

Sherlock asked Mrs. Hudson back: "What do you think of her?"

"Winsti is so kind, people are as sweet as the food she makes..."

Wensty thought that she was the only one who was inquiring about Sherlock Holmes through Mrs. Hudson, but she didn't know that Sherlock Holmes was also inquiring about her through Mrs. Hudson.

Only Mrs. Hudson was indulging in the joy of making a marriage, she praised Sherlock fiercely in front of Wensty, and bragged Wensty to heaven in front of Sherlock.

"Your TV series has already started. If you catch up now, you won't miss the beginning of it."

Mrs. Hudson also introduced several good girls to Sherlock before, but Sherlock always said a long sentence and tried to refuse, so that Mrs. Hudson yelled at him angrily: "You want the girl from the sky!" Goddess?"

Sherlock's reply to him was: "No, all relationships between men and women are just the product of hormones."

Mrs. Hudson keenly grasped that the key point in his words was "the relationship between men and women". Since the relationship between men and women is the product of hormones, then the relationship between men and women...

"Don't think about it. I mean all relationships. Love is an excuse for two people to find no place for hormones. Tender love and logical judgment are incompatible, so I will not sacrifice judgment because of love .”

Mrs. Hudson smacked her lips, knowing Sherlock's thoughts, but she didn't stop to find him a partner. What a wonderful thing it is to be in love. The reason why Sherlock thinks that love is useless is because he hasn't tasted it yet. The taste of love.

Mrs. Hudson's matchmaker has taken a big step here for Wensty, at least Sherlock didn't get impatient after hearing it, and obviously made a breakthrough.

Take your time, take your time—thought Mrs. Hudson.

Mrs. Hudson is off to watch her favorite soap opera, about the heroine who goes out at last and returns to the hero in a forever endearing reunion.

In this way, the time came to the evening, and the sky was like a painter's palette, gradually turning from blue to orange to azure blue, and the blue became deeper and deeper until it was no different from black.

Wensti stayed in the store, she only rented this store, and all the suitable apartments nearby have been rented out, so this is not only her store, but also her temporary shelter.

She was preparing dinner for herself when she heard the melodious sound of a violin, playing Bach's Sabanla.

Wensty opened the doors and windows to let the sound of music float in more happily. He raised his eyes inadvertently and saw a blue figure standing on Building 221 with a violin on his shoulders and his eyes closed tightly.

He looked peaceful and solemn, with a tall and straight figure, like a Greek statue, without the slightest trace of violence.

Wensti sighed for some reason, walked to the piano in the store and sat down. This piano was left over from the coffee shop. They once invited musicians to play it to attract more business.

Her fingertips touched the keys, and the piano began to echo the sound of the violin.

Sherlock playing the violin opened his eyes, and he could naturally tell where the sound of the piano was coming from.

Then he closed his eyes again, and began to play a piece of music at random, which was not in order, and broke off from the sound of the piano.

Winsty: ...

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