Choose to be a scumbag in Conan

Hoshino Terimi frowned and looked at Yoko Okino with a serious tone: "You know how dangerous this is? If one accidentally hurts himself... Do you know how much trouble it will be? You know you have a lot of yourself now. Advertising and itinerary, right?"

"Yes... I know I was wrong."

Yoko Okino hurriedly confessed, not daring to refute anything: "The next time I dance, I will definitely not wear slippers..."

"It's good to know it's wrong..."

Hoshino Terumi's tone was relieved: "Now is the time for you to be hot. If you hurt yourself by dancing in slippers at home, it will not be worthwhile for your future."

"I won't dare again next time."

After Yoko Okino finished speaking, she pulled Hoshino Terumi into the living room and said with a smile, "Come on, try the Mapo tofu I made... It's delicious."

"Really?"

Hoshino Terimi expressed doubts about this: "You can't even make egg rolls... Can you handle Mapo Tofu?"

"Really! I've been working hard to practice my cooking skills for a while now!"

Okino Yoko brought Hoshino Terumi to the table and proudly showed off: "Look! This is the Mapo tofu I made!"

Although it's embarrassing to show off Lin Yi's cooking as her own, Yoko Okino knows that she has to show off, otherwise, Terimi will definitely notice something tricky... Who made them too familiar.

Chapter 272

"How did you make two servings?."

Hoshino Terumi looked at the mapo tofu left and right, and asked Okino Yoko curiously.

Yoko Okino pointed to the one on the left and said, "This is the Mapo tofu I often eat, it's sweet and spicy."

She pointed to the one on the right again: "This one is the traditional and authentic Mapo tofu, which is spicy and a little numb, with more layers of flavor."

"Oh? You can also make traditional and authentic Mapo tofu."

Hoshino Terumi glanced at Yoko Okino with a slightly surprised look, and then said, "Then I'll try these two."

Saying that, she picked up the spoon and tasted the spicy and sweet Mapo tofu first.

Chew slowly and taste carefully.

Hoshino Terumi didn't speak, just frowned.

Then, she tasted the traditional and authentic Mapo tofu on the right.

Okino Yoko reminded: "This taste is the first time I eat it, I may not get used to it..."

After entering this Mapo Tofu, Hoshino Terimi frowned even more.

Seeing this, Yoko Okino quickly poured her a glass of beer and handed it to her.

Hoshino Terimi took over and drank more than half of the cup.

"Sister Huimei, how's it going?" Yoko Okino looked at her with frowning and asked strangely, "Isn't it delicious?"

"No...just the opposite."

Hoshino Terimi took it and looked at Yoko Okino and said, "It's very delicious."

When Yoko Okino heard this, she immediately showed a happy smile and said proudly, "It's delicious! Eat more if it's delicious, I've made a lot."

Hoshino Terimi put down the spoon, she didn't eat it, she leaned on the chair with her arms folded, and looked at Yoko Okino: "It's just because it's so delicious that I don't think you made it."

"The tofu is handled very well and is very elastic. The amount of salt and the heating time are very well controlled. This is not something that ordinary chefs can master."

"Secondly, the selection of meat is also very professional, very refreshing and crispy..."

"There is also the control of seasonings. For such a large amount of Mapo tofu, the ratio of spicy to sweet is very accurate."

"This plate of Mapo Tofu must be cooked by a chef with at least twenty years of kitchen experience."

"I haven't forgotten that when we were still in a group, you just boiled the tofu with water, and then added a little salt to it..."

"I really don't think this is the Mapo tofu that you can make Yoko."

Terumi Hoshino is addicted to mystery novels, so she is very observant. In addition, she also knows Yoko Okino very well. She immediately realized that the level of this mapo tofu is far from what Yoko Okino can do.

As far as she knew, Yoko was so busy flying now that she didn't even get enough sleep. Where would she still be in the mood to learn cooking?

A woman's sixth sense tells her that this plate of Mapo tofu is not made by her!

"..."

Oops, I forgot that Terumi is an expert in reasoning and cooking...

Yoko Okino complained secretly in her heart, but she was beaten to death and refused to admit that she did not do it: "Huimei! It wasn't me who did it, who else could have done it?"

Saying that, Okino Yoko thought of something, she took out her mobile phone, showed her the notes she had just made, and said, "I really did it... I strictly followed this and I copied it from the Internet. Steps to cook!"

"let me see……"

Terumi Hoshino reached out and took Yoko Okino's handwriting just now. After browsing, she said lightly, "The steps are very detailed... But it doesn't say how much the ingredients should be placed."

"That's because everyone's Mapo Tofu is different!"

Okino Yoko said nonsense in a serious manner: "The specific taste needs to be seasoned while cooking, so as to make delicious Mapo tofu!"

"The last step is... thickening, will you thicken?"

Hoshino Terimi said rudely: "The last time you came to my house to cook, the thickening was as thick as feces, and the whole dish was sticky, which made people lose their appetite at all! In the end, I had to go out to eat. ."

"...I have to practice."

Okino Yoko quickly entered a state of anger, folded her arms and said, "I also know that I screwed up last time, so I practiced repeatedly, and finally mastered the trick of thickening. Although it is not necessarily very powerful, it is better than The old me was so much better!"

"Is it really?"

Hoshino Terimi did not continue to question this aspect. She turned her phone back and pointed to the time of the handwriting: "The last revision time was twelve minutes ago..."

"I wrote down my own experience... That's the last sentence, whether the thickening is good or not, you decide whether this dish is an ordinary family dish or a treasure of the town store!"

Yoko Okino continued to quibble.

"..."

Hoshino Terimi didn't speak, she just returned the phone to Yoko Okino, and after taking a puff of cigarettes, she exhaled a long line of white smoke.

She looked like that, which made Yoko Okino feel uneasy.

Afterwards, Hoshino Terumi stood up without saying anything.