[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

The warehouse is their home.

A home definitely has a kitchen.

And this group of powerful genius friends have not smelled the fragrance in this place for a long time.

Aroma of food.

As for the long time, it should be equal to the completion of this warehouse.

When Connie saw the brand new, humble kitchen, she was not shocked...and she was not.

The group of geeks are always ordering takeout, and Megan, who occasionally stops by to refill the refrigerator, is a real kitchen killer.

Except for Walter and Megan, no one wants to be near the kitchen, and Walter, except he is very disdainful to cook for a kid - mostly because of being forced by his sister because she is a kitchen killer - but Connie saw him take the pepper and sprinkle salt in it... who the hell should say it.

So the wounded Connie had to cook by herself.

As soon as you open the refrigerator.

a carrot.

Red.

two eggs.

raw.

Half a steamed bun.

moldy.

#Manual Goodbye#

#How do these people survive#

#Should I pity myself or pity them#

"Oh! There's still some yogurt here...well, it's gone bad." Sylvester came over from the living room with a half bottle of yogurt.

"Hehe." She said it as if it wasn't bad, as if she could make something to eat.

Assi.

"Is flour okay? Maybe we can knead dough." She loves dumplings very much, and for making models, there are always piles of bags of flour in the warehouse.

Connie was overjoyed: "Of course, please give me a bag of flour, thank you."

Connie turned her head, looked at the carrot and egg, a flash in her mind.

She doesn't have much energy for making dough now, but it's still okay to make a pancake.

"Carrot omelette, just make this." Connie clapped her hands and made a decision.

Megan's eyes lit up: "You want to make cakes? Do you need people to knead dough?"

"No need..." What the hell is this instantly dimmed eyes and lost and sad look.

"...It's okay, why don't you make dumplings?" In case she said that she wanted ramen, Connie looked at her eagerness and spoke again. This time, it was Megan who was overjoyed.

"Great, I love dumplings the most!" She clapped her hands in surprise: "Walter come down quickly! And Toby and happy!"

Connie's scalp went numb, and a minute later, a group of people surrounded the kitchen.

Everyone is a night owl system, very awake, and Connie, who can't sleep because of hunger-in fact, her eyes are almost closed.

In the end, with Walter's dark face, other people's playful psychology and Megan's excited mood, he lived well.

It turned out to be unexpectedly good.

Although Connie listened to Walter analyzing the ratio of density, water, ingredients, fermentation factors, and the strength and angle to knead the dough, the whole person almost collapsed.

But the face that comes out is much better than the average person's life.

"Then! Next, let's start making dumplings!" Megan held a pair of white hands, and a basin of dough that was barely usable after Connie's rescue.

Connie took Walter's plate, stretched the dough into a lump, and started rolling it into a skin with the mallet they made temporarily. When they were kneading the dough, she chopped the stuffing and carrot residue Add two eggs and stir to make a large plate.

Although there are not many ingredients, it is better than others with a lot of seasoning~

So, with Connie's rapid movement of rolling dough and making dumplings, several people were stunned.

"Wow ~ Sifu." Toby stared blankly with his chin propped up, and even came up with a sentence in Chinese.

After wrapping a large plate, Connie immediately put them into the pot.

Wrap the remaining large plate while it is cooking.

I adjusted the sauce and vinegar and tasted one, Xinghu is going to fly ︿(￣︶￣)︿

"Gulu", a few slobbers reminded me of the cooking scene.

Connie turned her head and saw several pairs of eager eyes.

With a bright smile: "Let's eat something together."

"Wow~ I thought the dumplings in Chinese restaurants were already delicious. I didn't expect you to make them so well, Connie." Sylvester sighed while holding the juice in his mouth while stuffing dumplings.

"Yeah, there's no need for that errand on the corner." Toby chased after him, obviously falling into the unstoppable beauty of dumplings.

Happy smiled shyly at Connie, and stuffed another one into her mouth calmly.

As expected of siblings, Megan and Walter still have grease on the corners of their mouths.

Connie watched them being conquered. Although she was very happy in her heart, she always felt that something was wrong.

"Is there any trick?" Megan asked humbly.

"The stuffing needs to be adjusted well. One is that the stuffing must be finely chopped. Vegetables are okay. If you use meat, you should pay attention to chopping it finely. And the dough... I think you should be very good at this. According to the stuffing The difference also affects the thickness of the skin, and the seasoning... This depends on personal preference, and there are some seasonings that can be used to enhance the flavor, such as shiitake mushroom slices... etc., there can be many Different collocations." Connie thought about it, and said a few key points, which she paid the most attention to when making dumplings, and would make slight adjustments according to people's tastes.

"It turns out there are so many things to pay attention to..." Megan sighed.

Walter wiped his mouth, disapproving: "Of course, this is actually based on the rising speed of the water vapor in the pot, the size of the fire, the density and surface layer of the space surrounding the dumplings, and the area inside the pot..."

Megan's black face: "Walter, stop."

You, let me eat your dumplings in peace!

Connie felt like she was reading Megan's voice again.

#呀一条 Did it take so long to suddenly discover that I have cheating fingers and can read minds? #

"...In short, Chinese food is indeed very particular." Walter was blocked for no reason, but the dumplings were not bad, and he was too embarrassed to attack Connie, but he couldn't attack others except Connie, so he watched Looking at the few dumplings in his hand, he could only silently spit out another sentence at the end, to find a step down for himself.

Megan's complexion really looked a lot better.

Connie looked at the slightly awkward atmosphere and rubbed her hands: "Do you like Chinese food? Actually, I cook Chinese food pretty well. It's something I'm good at. Why don't I cook Chinese food for you tomorrow? It's my repayment for late night. Bringing me home will help me, but the ingredients may require you to go..."

"No problem." The unanimous words startled Connie.

1.2.3.4.5.

So tidy <(￣ˇ￣)/

"Then it's settled, rest after eating the dumplings, and go buy ingredients tomorrow! Connie, you can write us a note." Happy clapped her hands and finished her share first.

Connie nodded, stuffed the last dumpling into her mouth, and started writing with the paper she handed over.

"What do you like to eat?"

Megan: "Dumplings and noodles!"

Connie: ...

Walter: "Just eat it."

Connie: ...

There is no bad food in Greater China!

Toby: "Quanjude Roast Duck! Spicy Sausage! Roujiamo! Malatang! Oh, and the pot!"

Connie: ...

When she was Tinkerbell?So what is the difference between Malatang and brushing the pot! ?

Sylvester: "I don't know much about Chinese food...fast food?"

Connie: ...

Fast food is a dish...

Happy: "Spicy! Heavy spicy! Abnormally spicy!"

Connie: ...

Finally, I have a request...

"Then let's eat hot pot, Sichuan spicy hot pot! Then I'll cook a few more dishes. Do you prefer vegetarian or meat?"

Megan: "It's all right!"

Walter: "It's all right!"

Happy: "It's all right!"

Sylvester: "It's all right!"

Toby: "Everything!!!"

What a sincere boy.

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