[Comprehensive Classics] Different Jane

"So Mike, what do you think of Miss Bennet?" Holmes asked Mr. Holmes suddenly.

"Miss Bennet is not what I thought. She is a smart person, for a child of her age. Of course, she is incomparable with Xiali." Mr. Holmes answered his mother.

"Oh, that little idiot, Charlie, wrote back yesterday and complained. I really don't understand how he has the confidence to call him stupid." Mrs. Holmes said with a loving smile on her face.

When a mother... especially this mother is still a Sherlock Holmes... complaining about her young son, no matter whether you agree or disagree, it may lead to tragic results. Holmes and his son have long understood this truth, so they both do nothing. Voice.

On the other side, the Gardner family is also talking about Holmes.

"Mr. Holmes' family is really kind. I thought Mr. Holmes was too serious at first." Mrs. Gardner breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, don't look at his appearance, in fact, as long as there are no problems, Mr. Holmes is not that kind of harsh person." Mr. Gardner briefly forgot how he looked trembling in front of Mr. Holmes.

Uh...Jane has reservations about this, it's not that she is over-hearted, don't look at her as if chatting with Mr. Holmes as if she has become a close friend, but...that's Sherlock Holmes!She would never have thought that she was delusional when she saw the "foolish mortal" look that Mr. Holmes hadn't intended to show.

Jane is more convinced that the acting skills of Sherlock Holmes are better.

Life depends on acting skills...Anyway, Jane thinks her acting skills are good (●▽｀●)

This meal seems to have consumed too much energy in the Gardner family. Except for Mr. Gardner who needs to go to work every day, the others suddenly relaxed, and everyone ate very simple for several days.

Jane did not relax in her studies, and the golden learning time in her life was only a few years.She walked out of the room. The weather in the past two days has been bad, and it has been raining continuously, making everyone lazy and not motivated to do things.

The living room fireplace was covered with Bernard's diapers, which smelled indescribably, and Mrs. Gardner was collecting dried ones while Hurley was washing another batch in the laundry room.

Jane walked through the living room to the kitchen. Because of the rain, the temperature dropped a lot. She was going to make a hot soup today. Well, she actually wanted to drink it herself.

Borscht is popular in many countries in Europe, and the recipes are different. Jane asked Hurley to buy fresh beef, and used the leftovers from the previous treat for other ingredients.

"What are you going to do, Miss Jane? Let me help." Bobby walked over wiping his hands.

"I want to make borscht, and I just need your help, Bobby, can you peel some potatoes for me? I'll make tomato sauce first." Jane put on her apron and rolled up her sleeves, "It's been cold these two days, um... ...how about we make a cake?"

"Cake? Do we have enough? I have to tell Mrs. Gardner that there is no sugar for today." Bobby counted the ingredients, but the sugar was missing, so she hurried to Mrs. Gardner to get the key.

Mrs. Gardner took the key and sent Darlene to the kitchen to help.

"Don't you like cake? Let's do it together, Darlene." Mrs. Gardner coaxed.

"Hmm... okay." Darlene made sense after thinking about it, and it happened that she also liked being with Jane.

Bobby started peeling potatoes, and after a while Hurley came to the kitchen after washing the diapers. After all, it was warm here, and Jane asked her to beat the eggs first.

While washing the vegetables in the small basin, Darlene kept asking Jane, "What are the potatoes for? How much cabbage do you need? Why do you add tomatoes? Jane, would you like to put raisins on the cake?"

"My God." Bobby threw a potato into the bowl, then rolled his eyes, "Miss Darlene has a lot of problems every time she comes to the kitchen, thank you for putting up with her, Miss Jane."

Darlene pouted and scooped up the vegetables.

Jane was putting the blanched beef into the soup pot, and she said casually, "No, if Darlene likes to cook, I'll teach you a little more while I'm still here. Would you like to chop the vegetables yourself, Darlene?" "

Darlene was not allowed to use a knife before, so she nodded quickly when she heard this, "Okay, okay."

"Miss Darlene has never used a kitchen knife." Hurley looked over worriedly.

"It's okay, there's always a first time, we're all here anyway, Darlene, you have to be careful not to cut your hands, you have to take your time, you know?" Jane stood beside Darlene, "Let's cut the cabbage first, this comparison easy."

"Okay~" Darlene didn't care too much, she folded the cabbage into a pile as Jane said, and cut it in a while.

"It's very simple." Darlene said happily.

"Okay, let's try a tomato next. This one needs to be cut a little bit more for tomato sauce." Jane picked up a tomato and put it in front of Darlene.

Tomatoes have a lot of water, and Darlene is a little out of control, and tomato juice is everywhere, and the tomatoes are all rotten by her.

Darlene: QAQ

"It doesn't matter. There will always be some mistakes the first time. Anyway, we are making tomato sauce. It doesn't matter if it is bad." Jane comforted Darlene.

"Pretty decent." Bobby quickly chopped up the potatoes and onions on the other side of the table.

Hurley put down the eggbeater to rest for a while, and she said to Bobby: "Miss Jane is really capable, she can cook so many dishes, write, draw, make cakes, and make flowers out of cloth. "

"Of course, Miss Jane's mother is Mr. Gardner's sister."

Jane: I've heard it all. Also, what does it have to do with my mother being my uncle's sister?

Well, in life, sometimes you just have to turn a blind eye.

While Jane was teaching Darlene, Poppy had cut everything else.

Darlene: "No, is there anything to cut? QUQ"

Jane: "No, next time, Darlene, just watch what I do."

Jane put the tomato that was rotten by Darlene into a pan and boiled it with water. Soon the tomato turned into a thick sauce, then added sugar and salt, and poured it directly into the beef soup pot after cooking.

Washing the pan, Jane sautéed the potatoes and other vegetables before throwing them all into the soup pot.

Then wash the pan, fry some flour, and throw it into the soup pot.

Stir it, Jane tasted it, the taste is okay, not too sour, just add some salt and pepper later.

"It smells so good~" Darlene sucked in her saliva.

"Yes, haha." Jane closed the lid and stewed slowly over low heat.

"How's the egg beating?" Jane asked.

"It seems to be okay." Bobby and Hurley have been taking turns beating eggs since just now. In the era when there was no electric egg beater, making cakes was so laborious.

Jane makes a whole egg sponge cake so that the egg whites and yolks don't have to be beaten twice.

Add flour to beaten eggs and add oil.Bobby found out the mold for making the cake, and Darlene also brushed the oil in the mold under Jane's command.

"Why can't we add apples in it?" Darlene was desperate for some fruit in the cake.

"I've never heard of adding fruit to a cake." Bobby refused with his hips akimbo.

"I want it, I want it!" Darlene began to show her childish side, "apples, apples, and raisins!"

"Wait, stop arguing." Jane stopped the nonsense with a stern face, "Darlene, you should have said first just now that you want to put apples, now we only prepare raisins, and you will put them on the cake yourself later, okay?"

Darlene paused for a moment before saying, "Okay." She thought for a moment, then said, "We'll be making other cakes anyway, right?"

"You can do it with your aunt in the future, Darlene, do you want to put the raisins by yourself?" Jane said casually. She didn't see her cousin coming over for a long time. She turned her head and saw that Darlene was so pouted that she could hang a basket.

"Jane, are you leaving?" Darlene asked angrily, and then added, "Mummy said you were going to Longbourn."

"It's back to Longbourne." Jane patted Darlene's head lightly. "Yes, I told my aunt yesterday that I have been in London for more than a month, and it's time to go home."

"Are you going back, Miss Jane?" Hurley and Bobby heard this for the first time, and they both gathered around.

"Well, yes. My uncle wrote a letter saying that my aunt was sick, so I only came to help for a few days. Now my aunt has recovered from her illness, and I have to go home. Besides, it's almost winter, and I didn't bring a thick bag. Clothes." Jane explained.

"That's true." Bobby could see through.

"But I don't want you to leave." Darlene interjected hastily, "Owen is not here either, so I will be alone after you leave!"

"Dear Darlene." Jane hugged Darlene. "Even if I go home, you can write to me, uncle... your father knows the address. Oh, I was counting on you to tell me what's new in London." The thing is, there are beautiful stamps, alas, uncle doesn’t pay attention every time, and uses a few of them every time, I see that the stamps on the letters they receive are very beautiful.”

"Then when I write to you, I always use the good-looking ones and different ones every time!" Darlene was immediately taken aback by Jane.

"Ok."

"Ah."

Darlene felt that she was useful, and she was very happy.

It has been more than a month since Jane came to London. The winter in London comes later than in the countryside, but it is still very cold.When Jane asked Mr. Gardner to go home, the Gardners did not hold back much, but Mrs. Gardner prepared a generous gift for Jane to take back.Mr. Gardner had to telegraph Mr. Bennet a day in advance to pick up Jane.

Jane put on again the same train dress she had worn on her arrival, and her bonnet, and her new wool socks on her feet, and her new gloves on her hands.Carrying her small suitcase in her right hand and a stack of books in her left hand, Jane came to London Railway Station again.

"Uncle, remember to write to us, tell Darlene, I will write to her, and let her remember to write to me." Jane sat in the train compartment and told Mr. Gardner.

"I will, Jane, be careful on the road, and don't lose your luggage when you get off the bus." Mr. Gardner also had a lot to tell Jane.

The train gradually moved away. Mr. Gardner stood on the platform and looked at Jane. Jane kept waving her hands until Mr. Gardner was out of sight.

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