Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

half an hour later.

Maori Detective Agency, second floor office.

Huiyuan hugged Feichi and stayed away from a certain little ghost named Christmas.

On the way, after seeing Feichi poking his head out of Chi Feichi's sleeve, Christmas pulled Feichi out of the sleeve. Her hands and feet were neither light nor heavy, which made her a little worried that Feichi would be torn off.

"Christmas, this is the restroom," Chi Feichi took Christmas to open the toilet, looked at Christmas, and asked, "If you want to go to the bathroom, come here, understand?"

"Going to the bathroom..." Christmas looked into the bathroom, nodded with a smile, "Understood!"

Chi Feichi went back to the sofa with Christmas, put the picture books bought on the way on the floor, and found Conan standing dryly beside him, and said, "Conan, come here."

"Uh, okay..." Conan stepped forward, looking down at a crayon that Chi Feichi stuffed into his hand, a little confused.

"You teach Christmas to recognize the common animals in the picture book. If he wants to doodle, you give him the crayon and let him draw on the page. It doesn't matter if it is on the floor or on the table. Don't get it on the sofa or clothes. This kind of place is hard to clean." After Chi Feichi handed the crayon to Conan, he got up and went to the kitchen, "Don't worry about Xiaoshu, he will pass the time by himself, and Mr. Chongya and I will cook, and we will call when there is something to do. us."

Conan saw that Christmas was thrown to him again, and a small tree needed to be taken care of. For a while, he was in a mess with a crayon. He didn't know if it would really help him to ask Chi Feichi to come over. Do it late, take Christmas and start to recognize the animals in the picture book, "Christmas, come and see what this is..."

Hiroki Sawada flipped through a picture book by himself, looked at it, then stumbled to the bookshelf, reaching for the magazine.

"Here." Hui Yuanai helped take down the magazine, put it on the blanket, sighed, and said to Dr. A Li, "Doctor, let's take care of the children too."

As the organization's talented pharmacologist, she never thought that one day she would help take care of children.

Of course Hiroki Sawada doesn't need others to worry about it, he can flip through magazines for a long time by himself, be quiet and well-behaved without causing trouble.

Christmas has something to do, and because I am looking at brightly colored picture books that can satisfy curiosity, it is very convenient for a while, but Conan, who is forced to open his business, has to be a little distracted, and is pestered by Christmas to ask questions.

Chi Feichi told Okiya Subaru how to handle the ingredients, and asked Okiya Subaru to go outside to see the situation after preparing in the kitchen.

Conan sat on the ground and pointed to the animals in the album, "This is an elephant..."

"Elephant?" Christmas looked curious, "Why an elephant?"

"Because," Conan Doudouyan, "because..."

How does this make him answer?

"Elephants? Why?" Christmas asked again.

Conan: "..."

How many times is this nonsensical question? Can't remember, he's about to collapse!

"Because everyone calls it an elephant," Chi Feichi walked to the side and sat down on the floor, "just like when everyone didn't know the name of Christmas, everyone called Christmas 'little friend'."

Christmas nodded thoughtfully, picked up the picture book and put it on Chi Feichi's lap, "Then does it have a name? It's like Christmas is called Christmas."

"It doesn't have a name yet," Chi Feichi said, looking at the elephant in the picture book, "Christmas can give it a name."

Conan breathed a sigh of relief, and took the opportunity to run to get water to drink. Seeing that Chi Feichi had been fooling around Christmas by 'naming the elephant' and 'drawing it', he suddenly felt that Chi Feichi had a solution.

Haibara Ai also sat on the side, sharing a magazine with Dr. Ali and Hiroki Sawada. After watching Christmas, she consciously proposed to draw portraits for her mother and everyone, and she was instantly relieved.

It is much easier for Feichi to bring up children. He can help children recognize things, and can also cultivate children's hands-on ability and interest in painting.

Her brother Feichi will definitely be a good father in the future.

Christmas lay on the ground and drew for a long time. Under Chi Feichi's guidance, he carefully drew a lot of stick figures in the album.

"Christmas, the elephant's trunk is long..."

"Hmm! Then..."

"Is this Mother Christmas?"

"It's Mum Christmas, with long hair..."

"what is this?"

"Brother with glasses..."

Conan, who was watching from the sidelines: "..."

His portraits are abstract.

"Conan, come and accompany him to draw," Chi Feichi saw Okiya Subaru poking his head in the kitchen, got up and returned the venue to Conan, and taught Conan the trick, "Take the initiative in your own hands, and you will find a way to guide it He goes to do something instead of you following him around."

Conan probably understood, and asked again, "What if he cries unreasonably?"

"For a child, not all needs must be met," Chi Feichi entered the kitchen, "Faced with unreasonable and inappropriate demands, just tell him 'no' directly and resolutely."

Okiya Subaru watched Chi Feichi enter the door with squinted eyes, then turned his gaze away to look at the ingredients on the table, "Mr. Chi, these ingredients are all ready, and we can start directly now, right?"

Chi Feichi nodded, and stood aside without stepping forward, "You do it, I'll watch."

Okiya Subaru is not weak in mobility, so he decisively started to cook.

When preparing the ingredients before, Chi Feichi had roughly talked about what kind of dishes he was going to make, how to handle the ingredients, and how to prepare them.

only……

While cooking, Okiya Subaru suddenly felt a strong breath of life, and couldn't help feeling a few words.

"Mr. Chi is really patient with children. No wonder children like you. Do you like children very much?"

Even if Chi Feichi didn't smile at Christmas just now, he was a little surprised by the patience and tolerance he showed, revealing a restrained tenderness, but it seemed to be taken for granted.

"I can't say it," Chi Feichi thought for a while, and replied seriously, "As long as the children don't cause me trouble, I won't be angry."

Okiya Subaru turned his head to look at the Christmas in the living room waving crayons, thoughtfully, "Are you causing trouble..."

Chi Feichi also looked back, "Is this troublesome?"

The big deal is to wait for the child to tidy up after playing. As long as the child doesn't cry or pester unreasonably when he is in a bad mood, he doesn't think it is troublesome.

"That's right, it's not too much trouble," Okiya Subaru smiled, staring at the chicken wings in the pot, silently counting the time, "Five minutes, the chicken wings should be able to turn over..."

"Wait another half a minute." Chi Feichi stepped forward, teaching his cooking know-how sincerely, "I know the time accurately when handling ingredients, but I can't cook. Take chicken wings as an example. The type and year of breeding, the freshness of the chicken wings, and the heat will all affect the time required for cooking, not only the fixed time, but also the combination of the situation.”

Okiya Subaru counted silently for half a minute, carefully observed the surface of the chicken wings that had been cooked on low heat for half a minute, and turned the chicken wings over, "The color is a little browner than before, although I don't know the difference in taste, but it looks really More appetizing than before."

"Details determine success or failure," Chi Feichi said, "In this way, the seasoning used to prepare the chicken wings before can exert the best effect."

"Is it the heat... I'm not very good at judging in this area..."

"You are talented in cooking, but you are inexperienced."

"I didn't cook before. If Mr. Chi didn't say good things to comfort me, it seems that I will cook more in the future, and maybe I can develop a good cooking skill..."

"And the most important thing is to be careful."

"Attentive? Do you mean concentrate, or...?"

"Be pious, be responsible for the ingredients in your hands, and be responsible for your diners. People can gain spiritual power from food. Mr. Okiya, please regard cooking as a noble thing that can redeem yourself and others."

In the kitchen, Chi Feichi was so bored, he began to flicker wildly and guide Fanmao.

However, he felt that he was right. In cooking, talent is one thing, experience is one thing, and the rest is 'hard work'.

Amuro Heipi has the talent, experience and attitude to cook. As long as the attitude is positive enough, people will study and ponder, from familiarity to flexibility.

Huiyuan Ai went to eavesdrop near the kitchen door, and found two people inside were talking about cooking, confused and speechless.

The suspicious pink hair next door is pestering brother Feichi, is it really for learning how to cook?

"Pious attitude..." Okiya Subaru looked at the chicken wings in the pot, squinted his eyes and smiled, "I probably understand that the ingredients will become amazingly delicious after their own processing. This is to be responsible for the ingredients, and When diners taste delicious food, they can also get a moment of relaxation and happiness. People who cook can also get happiness from the satisfaction of others. Looking at it this way, it is indeed a noble and sacred thing, and it should be discarded. With an eager mind, you should also cook with a serious and happy attitude, right?"

With his back to the small kitchen window, Chi Feichi leaned on the cooking table and asked, "Has Mr. Okiya ever tasted food that you will never forget in your lifetime?"

"Is it the taste of food that you will never forget for a lifetime?" Okiya Subaru thought about it, with some doubts, "Mr. Chi is referring to the top-level delicacy, or...?"

"There used to be a food connoisseur who liked gourmet food. He tasted a lot of gourmet food, and his appetite became more and more difficult to satisfy. He also became anxious because of this. Until one day, there was a dish in his house that was not It was not an exquisite dish. After a series of picky tastes, he still tasted the dish out of curiosity. As he expected, the taste of the dish was mediocre, without any outstanding features, but he Satisfied and happy, I want to cry," Chi Feichi paused, "This dish was made by his mother, so it can be seen that people's taste buds are associated with memory."

Okiya Subaru: "..."

He was still thinking in the direction of warmth, but in the end...

Mr. Chi's last sentence summed up too coldly.

"In addition, this is also an explanation of 'heart'," Chi Feichi continued with a cold face, "Some people are not good at cooking, but for their families, lovers or other diners, they have hope when cooking. The other party’s expectations of fulfillment, joy and happiness, many people will only find that this dish has the best taste when it has not been tasted for a long time, or when it is impossible to taste it again.”

Okiya Subaru thought of the dishes Miyano Akemi cooked for him, looked down at the chicken wings in the pot, and sighed in his heart. He is now keen on cooking, and he also wondered if he could restore what Miyano Akemi did. The taste of the dish, "I think I have tasted that taste...Does Mr. Chi think I can make it?"

Hui Yuanai remembered the food made by her sister, and she also pricked up her ears to listen.

"It will only be similar, not exactly the same." Chi Feichi said the cruel truth mercilessly, "Everyone is unique, and the dishes they cook are also the same." (To be continued)