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Athena untied the pepper bag, reached in and grabbed a handful, and it still had fresh peppers with green leaves that had just been picked. The slightly green berries were like a bunch of grapes, but they were clinging to each other on the vine. The skewers seem to have been dried in the sun and turned black and brittle, just like modern peppers.

Athena picked out the black pepper and put it in the palm of her hand and handed it to Mrs. Hudson at the side. She only leaned closer. The nostrils were full of the familiar aroma of pepper and hemp in the old days. The unique taste of pepper triggered the taste buds on the tip of the tongue from the memory. She was about to wake up, she swallowed unconsciously.

"Athena, do you really know how to cook?" Mrs. Hudson's questioning eyes were full of uncertainty, she put down the pepper in her palm and said, "How about I let the servants do it?"

"Don't worry!" Athena raised her head, and conveniently rolled up her sleeves and tied the apron outside the old skirt while speaking.

The pork belly prepared earlier has been washed in salt several times, and the snow-white fine salt has long since disappeared.Mrs. Hudson stood by in amazement. She had never seen such offal handled, let alone eaten.

How can this kind of thing be delicious?

Watson, who slept until noon, walked into the living room wrapped in pajamas, and saw the busy figures of Athena and Mrs. Hudson in the kitchen on the other side. He couldn't help but approached and asked, "Why? I'm not cooking for dinner tonight." ?”

"No! In order to reward you, I'll cook dinner tonight." Athena smiled slightly and looked up at Watson and said, "The dishes from the far east, I can guarantee that this is the food you have never tasted in your life."

Watson took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Really?"

"Of course! Where's Sherlock? You haven't woken up yet?" Athena cleaned the pork belly without raising her head.

Watson walked to the door and took a look from a distance, "Probably not yet! I haven't slept much for two days, and I'm afraid his head won't be able to bear it." He sighed before sitting back on the sofa. Said: "Even so, we still..."

Watson shook his head resentfully and was really frustrated. Mrs. Hudson hurried to the side and said comfortingly, "John, don't say that, you are already very good! If it weren't for Sherlock, you wouldn't be able to catch half of the girls back."

"However, half of the girls were sold to become prostitutes in slums like Whitechapel and St. Martin's Hall. These places are mixed with fish and dragons, and even Scotland Yard can't control these things. Trying to save people is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack!"

Athena only looked at Watson from a distance and said: "At least half of the girls survived and went home because of your persistent pursuit. It is a blessing in misfortune. That's right! Harold and that wretched middle-aged man were killed You caught it back from the train station, did you explain anything?"

Watson stroked the mustache between his upper lips, and said lightly: "You and Sherlock guessed right, Harold and the others are only in charge of guarding the girls who were abducted from abroad, and the two of them accidentally learned that Sophie inherited With a large amount of property, he changed his mind on his own initiative, and Harold tried to trick Sophie into marrying him so that he could transfer the property by relying on his good skin.

If it wasn't for Sophie's brother Paul who came after him from Greece, none of this would have happened.such a pity!Now that Paul is dead in London, Sophie is a single orphan. "

Mrs. Hudson also snorted, and cursed angrily: "It's all the fault of those villains who kidnapped girls. They have no conscience at all. Such people should be sent to the gallows and hanged!"

"Who says it's not! It's just that those bosses have disappeared long ago. At most, they've been avoiding the limelight for a while, and they'll go back to their old jobs as soon as the news dies down, continuing to do these heartless things."

After hearing this, Athena looked back at Watson and asked: "I heard from Greg that the rescued girls said that the leaders of the human trafficking business are a couple of carriage drivers? They live in Benham In the house, they ran away immediately when they got the news?"

"I'm afraid Sherlock doesn't think so!" Watson sighed softly.

Mrs. Hudson asked, "How?"

"The coachman and his wife are middlemen at best. Such a big business needs connections, and they have to be contacts from the upper class. If you want to bring those foreign girls into London in a decent manner, you can't just go through the procedures. Made it."

After saying this, Watson only held his teacup, and muttered in a low voice with an unfriendly expression: "If you think about it carefully, there may be a lot of implications here, and there is another world! These are those... that is, it is not something we should care about."

Athena shrugged her shoulders slightly. The collusion between the top and bottom, or the collusion between the government and the businessman, has existed since ancient times, no matter which dynasty or generation, whether it is China, the United Kingdom or the United States, it is nothing more than a common thing.Sherlock is just a little detective. He should know what he should take care of and what he should not take care of.

It's just that I understand it, I still feel uncomfortable in my heart!

Athena mentioned the British knives that were barely used for cutting vegetables and sliced ​​ginger, thinking that one day she would have to go to the blacksmith to make some Chinese kitchen knives when she was free.

The shallots are bundled together, and peppercorns are all stuffed into the cleaned chicken belly, and then the chicken belly is stuffed into the prepared pork belly, and finally the pork belly is sewn up with a needle and thread.

The clay pot on the stove was already boiling. Athena lifted the lid and took advantage of the heat to put the whole chicken with pork belly into the clay pot. She also took a few small London specialty mushrooms and threw them in.

The small clay pot was gurgling and cooking, and Athena was fanning the fire with a goose feather fan used for ladies' balls. Watson and Hudson came over after smelling the smell, "It smells good just now!"

"Why so fast? Just wait!"

Athena smiled and asked the servants to bring up the sea bass that she just bought in the morning. She quickly grabbed a sea bass from the bucket. The sea bass that was still alive and kicking was opened, disemboweled, and eviscerated under Athena's hands. Scales and gills are removed in one go.

"My God! Your anatomical accuracy... definitely amazes Sherlock!" Watson praised repeatedly, not to mention Mrs. Hudson, even the fishmonger in Spitalfields Market. But so be it!

See a fair lady kill a fish?For the first time in my life!

Even Mrs. Hudson admired: "Are you sure you studied painting in Paris, not... butchery and cooking?"

"I can only say that God is good to me, and I have a lot of talents. There are many things that you don't need to learn, you are born with it. If I want to do it, I will be able to do it and do it well!" Athena looked up at the two with a smile. A man with a confident smile on his face.

After making a cut on the fish, she put the chopped green onion, ginger and pepper into the fish's belly.Then pour the Chinese soy sauce that Toalek bought with a lot of money on the fish, and you're done and you can officially cook it.

Nowadays, this is still in London, there is not even a Chinatown, and many condiments cannot be bought. Even if you brew the ghost weather in London by yourself, you can’t meet the brewing requirements.But how can you make do with cooking!Athena asked Lestrade, and Lestrade sent Alec to Limehouse, and finally bought this small bottle of soy sauce.

Limehouse, the earliest Chinese settlement in London.Hearing from Alek, some laborers and sailors from South China were first displaced here for various reasons, and they settled down in the shipyard area of ​​Limehouse.Over time, this place has become a gathering place for Chinese and Asians, and only a young policeman like Alek, who has been familiar with London since childhood, can get soy sauce or other smuggled goods from Limehouse.

Steamed fish must be served with soy sauce!

Athena lowered her head slightly and looked at the beautifully arranged plate of steamed sea bass with satisfaction, and then closed the lid.

In the previous life, Xin Yun, who was a rich second generation, opened a restaurant in his family. Generations of generations rely on good cooking skills to make a fortune. Well-behaved from elementary school is a unique skill.

When she was a child, she cried and complained about learning to cook every day, but she never thought that one day she would come to London, England, to promote the traditional cooking skills of the Xin family in this way.

Lestrade had to have someone open the door, and the first person to greet him was the little corgi. Before he even said a few words while hugging this little short leg, he felt that the whole room was very fragrant.He walked up the stairs, and the scent that he had never smelled before became more and more intense.

Mrs. Hudson brought the freshly steamed sea bass wrapped in a cloth from the water. As she walked outside, she shouted because of the heat: "Fish, fish, the fish is ready, alas, it's burnt to death..."

Athena lifted the lid of the pot and used a fork and spoon to take out the whole chicken with pork belly and put it on the marble table, and then cut the cotton thread sewn before with a knife and pulled it out.

The steaming old hen was lifted out whole. The sharp knives first cut off the wings and chicken feet, and then the chicken neck, cut them into sections and put them aside.

Then cut the whole chicken from the belly and cut it into small pieces that are easy to eat.This is followed by the pork belly, sliced ​​open in sections, and thrown back into the soup along with the chicken pieces.

Athena picked up a small piece left on the chopping board and shouted, "Giovanni! Giovanni!"

Watson: "Giovanni?"

Lestrade: "Giovanni?"

Just as the two were still looking at each other, the little corgi in Lestrade's arms jumped down and ran towards Athena. Only then did he realize that this 'Giovanni' was given to the little Corgi by Athena. Corgi's name.

Athena, however, took out a bowl of rich milky white soup, pork belly and chicken nuggets and put them aside to cool for Giovanni to eat.

Everything was ready, and Mrs. Hudson also brought the salad she had prepared earlier to the table. A table of delicious Chinese and Western dishes came from Athena's skillful hands.

Finally, Athena sprinkled the ground pepper and seasoned salt into the earthen pot, stirred them with a spoon, and then turned to look at Watson and Lestrade and said, "You can take it away! Everything is fine." Alright, let's go eat!"