Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 11: True cooking

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it's completely normal for all to die? Glad I am alive? Luckily I am alive?

Klein shuddered violently, took two quick steps, and ran to the door, trying to catch up with several policemen for protection.

But when he just touched the handle, his movement stopped suddenly.

"The police officer said things so terrible, why would they not protect me as an important witness or key clue?"

"Is this too careless?"

"Tentative, or bait?"

Various thoughts fought in Klein's mind, making him suspect that the police were still "staring" at themselves in secret, observing the reaction.

Thinking of this, he was quite calm in his heart. He was no longer so frightened and panicked. He slowly opened the door, and his voice shouted deliberately to the position of the stairs:

"You guys will protect me, right?"

Crack, crack, crack, the police officers did not respond, and the rhythm of the leather shoes and the wooden staircase did not change.

"I know! You will do this!" Klein shouted again in a tone of pretend conviction, trying to make himself behave like a normal person in danger.

Footsteps gradually faded and disappeared into apartment bottom level.

Klein grunted and chuckled in his belly:

"This response is too fake? acting skills failed!"

He did not chase down, turned back to the room, and closed the door.

In the next few hours, Klein fully expressed his uneasiness, restlessness, anxiety, and anxiety, reading unintentional words such as foodie countries, and not relaxing requirements because no one was around.

This is the self-cultivation of actors! He laughed at himself in his heart.

When the sun was slanting west, the clouds on the horizon were "burning", and apartment residents were returning home one after another. Klein shifted its focus to other places.

"Melissa is almost out of school ..." He turned his gaze to the stove, lifted the kettle in one breath, peeled the coal, and took out the revolver.

Without pausing, without delay, he stretched his hand to the back of the lower plank of the high-low bed, where dozens of wooden strips were staggered and supported.

After sandwiching the left wheel between a wooden bar and a wooden board, Klein straightened up and waited anxiously, fearing that the police would suddenly open the door, carrying a firearm and rushing into the room.

If it is a normal steam world, when he did the actions just now, he confirmed that he would not be seen by anyone. However, there are extraordinary powers here, extraordinary powers that he has verified.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no movement at the door, and only two tenants met to talk to the Iron Cross Street "Wild Heart" bar from far and near, then from near and far.

"Hoo." Klein sighed, put a heart back in his chest.

Just wait for Melissa to come back and make lamb stew with tender peas!

The idea came to light, and the mouth of Klein seemed to be overflowing with the scent of gravy, and it also reminded me how Melissa made lamb stew with tender peas.

She first boiled the water and copied the meat, then added onion, salt, a little pepper and water and simmered it directly. After a certain time, she added peas and potatoes and braised 4-5 for ten minutes.

"It's really simple and simple enough ... purely supported by the deliciousness of the meat itself!" Klein couldn't help shaking his head.

But it ’s also impossible. There are many kinds of seasonings and various cooking methods for civilians. They can only pursue simplicity, practicality and saving. Anyway, as long as the meat is not charred and not broken, it ’s only a week. For people who eat twice or even once, everything is good.

Klein ca n’t talk about culinary skills. He usually eats food outside, but he cooks 3-4 times a week and accumulates it every week, so he still has a passing standard and feels that he ca n’t fail the pound of lamb.

"When Melissa comes back, it will be done after 7:30, it will starve her ... it is time for her to see the real cooking!" Klein made an excuse for herself, let me The fire rekindled, went to the common bathroom to receive water and washed the lamb, then took out the cutting board and kitchen knife and chopped it into small pieces.

As for how to explain the sudden cooking, he decided to push it to the dead ghost Welch McGovern. This classmate not only invited a chef who is good at the special flavor of Sea of Division, but also often thinks about the food himself and invites people to taste it.

Well, the dead will not refute me!

However, hey, this is a world with Extraordinary, and the dead might not speak ... thinking so, Klein is inexplicable.

He threw out the messy thoughts, put the meat in the soup bowl, then took out the seasoning box, shake a spoonful of half-yellow coarse salt, in addition, from a special small bottle In the meantime, take some black pepper grains, mix well with lamb meat and salt, and marinate a little.

Place the saucepan on the stove and wait for it to heat up. Klein finds the remaining carrot from yesterday and the onion I bought today and cut it into many pieces.

After preparing, he took out another little pot from the cupboard. After opening, there was not much lard left in it.

Take a spoonful of Klein, put it in a pan, fry and melt, then pour carrot and onion pieces and stir fry for a while.

The scent starts to diffuse, Klein pours all the lamb meat and fry it carefully for a while.

In this process, you should order some cooking wine, and you have to use wine instead. However, Moretti family does not have these luxury things. Benson can only drink a beer in a week. Klein had to be simple because of its ugliness.

After stewing for about 20 minutes, he opened the lid and put the young peas and chopped potatoes, added another cup of hot water and two spoons of salt.

Close the lid and lower the fire. Klein exhaled with satisfaction, waiting for her sister to go home.

The time passed by one minute and one second, the aroma in the room became more and more intense, with the temptation of meat, the mellowness of potatoes, and the "freshness" of onions.

The taste is gradually mixed, Klein swallows saliva from time to time, and opens the pocket watch lid, looking at the minute hand.

After more than forty minutes, the footsteps, which are not brisk but orderly, approached, the key was inserted, the handle was turned, and the door was opened.

"Good fragrance ..." The Melissa people whispered doubtfully before they even came in.

She took the handbag and stepped in, glancing across the stove.

"you made this?" Melissa's removal of the yarn cap stopped in midair, looking at Klein's with horror.

She sniffed her nose, inhaled more fragrance, and her eyes quickly softened, seeming to find some confidence.

"you made this?" she asked in doubt.

"Are you afraid of me wasting lamb meat?" Klein smiled and asked, waiting to answer, and said to himself: "Relax, I specifically asked Welch how to do this dish, you know, he has a good Chef. "

"Do it for the first time?" Melissa frowned unconsciously, but was smoothed by the fragrance.

"It seems that I am very talented." Klein laughed. "It's almost ready. Put your book hat on, go to the bathroom to wash your hands, and then wait for tasting. I am confident."

Listening to the elder brother's orderly arrangement, looks at's gentle and calm smile, Melissa stunned at the door, dull and unresponsive.

"Do you like to stew a little bit worse?" Klein urged with a smile.

"Ah, okay, okay!" Melissa recovered, with a handbag and a cap in his hand, quickly rushed into the room.

The lid of the saucepan was uncovered, and the Klein immediately appeared misty. The two rye bread had been placed on the side of the lamb meat and tender peas, allowing them to absorb the aroma and heat to become soft.

Wait until Melissa cleans up item, wash hands and face, a plate of lamb stew with tender pea embellished with potatoes, carrots and onions is placed on the desk, and two black bread stained with a little gravy color are on their respective On the plate.

"Come on, try." Klein pointed at the wooden fork and spoon next to the plate.

Melissa was still a bit dazed and didn't refuse. He picked up the fork, forked a potato, leaned to his mouth, and took a bite.

The powdery glutinous potato and the gravy of the gravy are filled at the same time, making her spit secretly secret, and the potato is eaten up and swallowed in two or three times.

"Taste the meat." Klein pointed his chin at the plate.

He has tasted the taste just now, and thinks that it only passes the pass level, but it is enough for the little girl who has never seen the market and can occasionally eat meat!

In the pupils of Melissa, there was a lot of expectation, and a piece of lamb was carefully forked.

It was stewed badly, and it felt like it was about to melt as soon as it was in the mouth. The real meat flavour broke out, and the wonderful juice flowed to fill the mouth.

That's an unprecedented good feeling, which makes Melissa can't stop.

When she recovered, she had eaten several pieces of lamb.

"I, I, Klein, this is for you ..." The face of Melissa rose red and stuttered.

“I ’ve eaten it for a long time, it ’s the privilege of being a chef.” Klein smiled and calmed her sister, while also picking up forks and spoons, sometimes eating a piece of meat, sometimes stuffing a peas, sometimes putting down the tableware, breaking Eat a piece of black bread with juice.

Melissa relaxed, and was influenced by Klein's unremarkable manner, re-immersed in delicious food.

"It's really delicious, you can't see that you are making it for the first time." Melissa glanced at the empty plate that did not leave any juice, sincerely praised.

"It's still far from the chef of Welch. When I have money, take you and Benson to a restaurant outside and eat better!" Klein said that he started to look forward to it.

"Your interview will ... hiccup ..." Melissa's words were not finished, and suddenly a voice of satisfaction was difficult to control.

She hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth, embarrassed.

I blame the tender lamb stew just now!

Klein chuckled, decided not to laugh at his sister, he pointed to the plate and said:

"This is your task."

"Okay!" Melissa couldn't wait to stand up, took the basin and rushed out of the door.

When she returned after cleaning, she opened the cabinet and habitually checked the item, such as the seasoning box.

"Did you just use it?" Melissa blurted out in surprise and turned his head to look at Klein, holding a black pepper bottle and a lard jar.

Klein smiled and said:

"A little bit, this is a delicious price."

Melissa's eyes flickered, his expression changed a few times, and finally he pursed his lips and said:

"Let me cook in the future."

"Um ... you have to hurry up and prepare for the interview, you have to think about your work."