[Comprehensive] 221B's dead house girl

Break the chocolate into granules, mix it with ice cream, and wrap it into various shapes with dumplings—thanks to Mrs. Hudson for the various animal molds she found on the street, which saved her a lot of effort.

Take out ten, and put the rest in the refrigerator to freeze. Put the chocolate in a small pot and slow it down. While heating the oil, fry the dumplings one by one in the oil pan.

The fragrant glutinous rice aroma mixed with the sweetness of chocolate, and the coffee that Connie is grinding, the whole room smells like a fairy tale.

At least the door on the second floor, with only a small gap, could not block the aroma. Someone sitting on the sofa meditating, his nose moved on his face.

"Chocolate, green tea, Bath Robin's light ice cream, barley tea, coffee..." Every time he moved his nose, two words came out of his mouth, and he was still crossing his legs and standing his hands, with a devout and focused expression look.

#For the first time in my life, Sherlock experienced the feeling of distraction and buttocks twitching#

#The above sentence can show how depraved he is now#

Sherlock frowned, very dissatisfied with his distraction.

It's one thing to be bored, but this kind of interest is intolerable.

Scoop up the glutinous rice dumplings one by one and put them on a plate to cool, pour hot chocolate sauce on them, and eat one with barley tea.

——It’s a paradise on earth!

She didn't know that Sherlock upstairs was playing a lonely game of smelling and guessing food with herself.

Otherwise, you will definitely admire his nose.

Barley tea is something that is always kept at home. One pack can last for more than half a year. She uses the water soaked in barley tea to knead dough. The aroma of barley has always been her favorite.

And the rest is mixed with hot water and soaked again, and it can be drunk for several rounds.

Divide the rest into thirds, with barley tea for Hudson and coffee for Sherlock.

Judging from the double skin milk given to him last time, his taste seems to be trending, at least he doesn't seem to hate desserts.

"Sherlock? I'm coming in~" After sending in the two copies of Hudson and Henry, she carried the plate up to the second floor, and entered the door as a matter of routine.

Sherlock stood in front of the fireplace.

Connie glanced at his back, feeling rather strange.

Obviously so quiet, he should be meditating or thinking.

This posture is clearly the setting for shooting a gun at a wall...

"Come and try the afternoon tea I made, it tastes very good." She said with a little pride.

But Sherlock turned around and looked at her hand: "It's only two o'clock now."

Connie looked at her watch, ashamed.

Indeed, it's only an hour before we finish eating. Whose afternoon tea is like this?

She smiled awkwardly: "I didn't pay attention to the time, I thought it's been a long time."

Seeing Sherlock not moving, she put the things on the coffee table: "If you're not hungry, then eat later, or I'll take it to the refrigerator..."

But Sherlock actually raised his foot and walked over.

Connie watched his striking white feet stop in front of her, and bent down to pick up a ball.

The slightly curly hair swept across her eyes, causing her to squint, and a faint fragrance came from his hair.

That fresh, morning breeze-like smell.

"...yawn!" She sneezed, and Sherlock's head just happened to look up.

"..." He froze his body, holding the dumpling in his hand, just in this position, looking at her with majesty in his eyes.

Getting close to the pair of green eyes, Connie saw a little bit of azure blue on the edge of the pupils.

"sorry!"

Damn me! ——Her expression said so.

The figure that seemed to be frozen moved again, his bent waist gradually straightened, and the dumpling in his hand was put into his mouth, even the trajectory and arc of the movement looked so elegant.

"Hmph." He snorted lightly, with a smile.

Connie quickly handed over the coffee.

"Not bad." After a long time, he slowly chewed the ball and swallowed it before he praised it.

Connie smiled, and watched him take another one, ecstatic in her heart.

#Did she get the taste of a great god?#

"I want to make other things. If you like, I'll serve them up for you to try later." She smiled, revealing a mouthful of small canine teeth.

Suddenly remembering the unhappiness before, she stopped when she was about to turn around, but looked at Sherlock, and said again: "I know that I probably made you unhappy before, but what I said is sincere. But I don't like it, It doesn't mean that I will deal with things casually, what I should do, I will do it well!"

After all, I am a very responsible girl!

She almost didn't boast so much herself.

Sherlock didn't seem to hear her swearing, instead he ate the second dumpling slowly and picked up the third one.

Connie felt a little frustrated.

She might as well go out and make her second dessert.

"Have you ever thought that if you really don't like it at all, no matter how hard you look at it, you won't understand it at all." His calm words came out of his mouth.

Connie froze and looked at him.

What does it mean.

Does it mean that she is actually interested in logic but she doesn't know it?

Or did he despise her IQ to a certain extent?

I always feel that no matter what the answer is, she will not be happy.

So Connie was even more frustrated.

Back in the kitchen, she took out a spoon and poured a spoonful of chocolate into her mouth. The sweet aroma of chocolate made her tooth drop.

But the mood finally got better.

Sherlock has always had a knack for depressing people, what's there to frustrate her?

Thinking about it this way, her mood improved another eight degrees and returned to the average level.

Alright, sharpen the knife and rush to the muffin, let's see you under the knife!

Taking out the papaya, Connie peeled it, hollowed out the middle and left only a bottom, put the washed bird's nest and milk in it, and stewed it until it was rotten.

After stewing, use a new cantaloupe as a container, and only leave the meat as a container. Stir papaya and bird’s nest milk with a spoon, add egg white on the surface and put it in the refrigerator. Baked it and sprinkled with some chocolate chips and halved strawberries.

It can be eaten with a spoon, or you can bite into a whole cantaloupe—as long as you have a big enough mouth.

Between the stews, Connie began her third meal.

Jujube cake.

Don't underestimate this thing, if it is done well, it can be compared with cutting cakes.

Soak the jujubes, remove the pits, and squeeze the juice with milk.

Although it is also possible to dice and soak milk, it takes too long. Given the limited time, Connie chose this quicker method.

Salt is added after the low flour and baking powder are mixed, but Connie skips the salt and adds some goji berries, brown sugar and red bean paste.

Then began the long manual version of the foaming process.

Ten minutes later, Connie was gasping for breath.

"Finally, grandma's..." Cursed, Connie poured milk and red dates into it, added some salad oil to stir, and filled them into disposable cups.

Finally put it in the oven and wait for half an hour.

After completing this step, Connie mixed some remaining strawberries and milk, and a small pot of chocolate that was half-hard, took out the quick-frozen cheese cubes in the freezer, wrapped the chocolate, poured strawberry milk, and waited Half an hour later, the date cake was finished and put in the oven—it was all about combining the leftover ingredients to make a simple meal.

But Mrs. Hudson actually liked this one best - of course, that's another story.

After the papaya is stewed, the second cheese chocolate strawberry milk bread that goes into the oven will be ready.

The chocolate has been glued to the cheese, because it is wrapped, so it will not leak out, but Connie picked up one and took a bite, and the chocolate sauce will flow out, mixed with the sweet and sour strawberry and fresh milk aroma.

Henry took a bite and gasped from the heat, but once he swallowed it, he couldn't wait to take a second bite.

So did Mrs. Hudson.

Seeing the admiration of the two, although Connie was happy, she was also a little sad: "This papaya soup is for breast enhancement and beautification, don't you want some?"

Henry: "What do I drink as a big man, let alone I have chest muscles."

Don't make his distasteful expression too obvious.

Mrs. Hudson: "Enough is enough. I am so beautiful. If my breasts are still big, how will the neighbors live? Give them a way out!"

She didn't check it for a while, the chocolate sauce dripped onto her hands, and she opened her mouth to add more.

No image at all.

Connie was speechless with a black line.

Turning his head to look at Sherlock who was drinking papaya soup elegantly, his expression finally improved a lot.

"Drink more if you like Sherlock." She smiled brightly, but her face froze as she swept across the table: "Hey, where's your bread? Did I forget to take it?"

"I've finished eating." Sherlock said softly, seeing Connie walking around.

Connie: "..." So fast...what's your speed bro?

"There is also jujube cake, do you want it?"

The three shook their heads in unison.

Connie was sulking.

You crooked nuts who don't understand the noble and elegant essence of Chinese cuisine!

Connie took a piece and put it in her mouth. It was sweet and greasy, soft and delicious...not bad.

She looked faintly at the bread on her plate.

But... it seems that bread is really more delicious...

"Let's eat this at night. There should be cheese at home. If you don't have chocolate, go to the corner and buy a few packs. It should be easier to make a big piece." Hudson took a big mouthful of barley tea, still wanting more said.

Connie's teeth were sour: "Eating too much will make you tired, and eating too much sweet food is not good for your health. Why don't we eat pickled fish tonight, and we just happen to have a fish head at home."

#It is already four or five o'clock, but everyone is quite full. #

The author has something to say: The second update is coming!

I'm so tired, I'm going to take a break, I'll update the third one later~