Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Monday, July 30, at noon, at Tarhan’s house.

　　 Yamazaki and Mei Daizi hadn’t agreed with their family when they would go back, so they simply stayed at Tarhan’s house and went home after lunch.

　　 It happens that there is a lot of food left in the RV. The vacuum-packed meat can be kept longer. Eggs, fruits and vegetables are not eliminated, and it will not be eaten after a long time. That is a shame.

　　 Yamazaki, Meidaizi, and Tarhan were cooking together, and Kawara Fengya watched curiously.

　　 The staple food of lunch is Turkish Chowder, which comes from vacuum-packed meat and vegetables.

　　The side dish is tempura, which is a good dish of egg chowder, which eliminates eggs and remaining fresh ingredients.

　　 plus vacuum-packaged meat, lest Meidaizi is not enough to eat.

　　 Soup is a Turkish bisque, mainly tuna.

　　 Desserts are almond milk pudding and Turkish coffee. Xiangyuan Fengya also has a job-grinding coffee. ...

　　 Afternoon, Miyamoto's.

　　 After lunch, the three sisters Yamazaki, Meidaizi, and Tharhan brought Kawara Fuya.

　　 Waiting for the three sisters Mei Daizi and Tharhan to go in, Yamazaki said to Kohara Fuya: "Mr. Kahara, the next conversation may touch your pain, please also Haihan."

　　 Kahara Fuka hesitated, "Do you have to say it?"

　　 Yamazaki said, "I have to say it. Only by making it clear and telling the relationship between you and the old lady of Tanaka, can I convince my family that we stayed at your house last night to help you."

　　 "Then, okay." Kohara Fuka hesitated, but agreed. Of course, he could not rely on Yamazaki, but it would be too unreasonable to shrink back when things happened.

　　 "Please come in." Yamazaki waved his hand and asked. ...

living room.

　　 Yamazaki introduced: "This is Kohara Fuya. He wants to open a small shop, and he wants to be a chef. I want my father to see him and recommend him."

　　 "Good uncle, good aunt." Xiangyuan Fengya saluted.

　　 "Please sit down." Miyamoto Ichiro pushed a cup of tea onto the table in front of Kawara Fuya.

　　 "Thank you, uncle." Kohara Fuya sat down before the tea.

　　 Yamazaki said: "When we were staying at the house of an old woman named Tanaka last night, we met Mr. Kawara. I discovered that Mr. Kawara is actually the grandson of the old woman..."

　　 Mei Daizi couldn't help but smile and said, "Ah, you are the one who never goes back and only knows to send money."

　　 "That..." Kohara Fuya scratched her head in embarrassment, flushing.

　　 "By the way, your grandma said that you are a cook, and she specially prepared a knife for you," Mei Daizi asked puzzled, "but, are you not a male companion?"

　　 "I, I..." Kawara Fuma opened her mouth, really don't know how to explain.

"Ha," Mei Daizi smiled, "I see, your grandma doesn't know your job and thinks you are a cook, so she sharpens the chopper whenever she thinks you can’t sleep, so she sharpened it early this morning. The kitchen knife, Mitsuhiko was so scared that he screamed."

　　 Kahara Fuka lowered his head, very ashamed.

Yamazaki said: "Actually, the old lady Tanaka recognized Mr. Kawara last night, and the reason why she couldn't sleep was to a large extent her disappointment with Mr. Kawara, because the old lady Tanaka didn't like Mr. Kawara's current job. "

　　 "That," Kawara Fuya gritted his teeth, "I really went to be a chef before, but I didn't stick to it. It was too hard."

　　 "So, are you mentally prepared now?" Miko Miko asked.

　　 "Yes." Kohara Fuka said firmly, "I want to be a chef, I don't want to see my grandma disappointed."

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro nodded, "Hands."

　　 "Huh?" Kohara Fuya was puzzled.

　　 Mei Daizi said: "Put out your hand."

　　 "Oh." Kohara Fuya stretched out his hand to Ichiro Miyamoto.

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro grabbed Kawara Fuya's hand and looked at it, shook his head, then pointed to his knife box, "hold the knife."

　　 "It's rude." Kawara Fuya took out his red-handled thick-back kitchen knife and took a few casual poses.

　　 Ichiro Miyamoto thought for a while, took his red-handled kitchen knife, stretched out his hand and stroked it across the surface of the knife, then picked up an apple from the fruit plate on the table.

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro held an apple in his left hand, and his right hand tapped the tip of the thick-backed kitchen knife in his hand on top of the apple. Turning his right wrist, he peeled off the whole apple peel.

　　 There is not a trace of apple peel left, and there is no trace of peeling at all, just like this apple did not have long apple peel.

　　 Kahara Fuka was stunned, even if he was asked to cut it with a fruit knife, he might not be able to cut it from the beginning to the end with a single knife, and peel the whole apple peel.

　　 And now Ichiro Miyamoto's right hand is holding the kitchen knife under the apple, and his left hand has moved to the top of the apple, holding the long handle of the apple.

　　 He did not see clearly when Miyamoto Ichiro's hand moved over.

　　 But, as you can guess, it was when Ichiro Miyamoto's right hand took a kitchen knife to peel the apple.

　　 However, he couldn't figure out how Miyamoto Ichiro moved his left hand.

　　 You know, Ichiro Miyamoto was holding an apple in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. As long as his left hand moves, the apple must fall.

　　 Without moving the left hand, the apple peel can't be finished at all.

　　 The only explanation is that when Ichiro Miyamoto was peeling the apple, there was a time when the apple was left in the air with the power of a kitchen knife. At that time, his left hand moved from below the apple to above the apple.

　　 Kabara Fuya's head turned quickly, Miyamoto Ichiro had already peeled the apple.

　　 Ichiro Miyamoto took the apple in his hand, dug out one with two knives, took it off with the tip of the knife and gave it to Miko Miyamoto.

　　 "I love apples."

　　 Miko Miyamoto picked up the apple, put it in her mouth, frowned immediately, and immediately showed a silent smile to Miyamoto Ichiro.

　　 "Give me a petal." Mei Daizi was very curious.

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro cut a piece and picked it for Mei Daizi. After Mei Daizi tasted it, she blinked weirdly.

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro picked the three petals one by one, and gave them to the three sisters of Tarhan. The three women thanked them in turn, then took them in their hands, looked at each other, and put them in their mouths together.

　　 The three Thar Khan sisters chewed, tears streaming out.

　　Kahara Funa feels very strange, what's going on?

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro cut a piece and gave it to Kawara Fuya, who took it, hesitated, and put it in his mouth.

　　 After chewing the apple twice, Kowara Fengya's nose was sour, she suddenly remembered her grandmother, and she couldn't stop her tears.

　　 Yamazaki ate a piece of it, and after chewing it, he remembered the past without knowing what it was, and suddenly knew what Ichiro Miyamoto said about thinking about apples, and eating it would bring back the past.

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro was the last one to taste. Looking at Miko Miyamoto, the two of them gave each other a smile relatively silently, but it was worth a thousand words.

　　 "Dad, Mom, don't you guys play dumb riddles here, let's talk, what's the matter?" Mei Daizi asked with a smile.

　　 "I just miss the apple, I will remember the past when I eat it." Miko Miyamoto smiled, "The reason is psychological hint."

　　 "Psychological suggestion? Hypnosis?" Mei Daizi asked.

　　 Miko Miyamoto picked up the apple on the fruit plate on the table, "Ichiro, the apple just now, you seemed to pick it easily, but you picked it deliberately, right?"

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro nodded, "Sweet and sour."

"That's it," Miko Miyamoto laughed, and then explained to everyone, "We first listened to the story of the utmost love contained in this kitchen knife, and then ate this sweet and sour apple of love. The sweet and sour taste evokes memories of the past."

　　 Mei Daizi replied: "It turns out that this is the case. Memories match sweet and sour."

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro wiped the kitchen knife with a napkin and put the kitchen knife back in the box.

　　 Kahara Fuka wiped away her tears, and was stunned again when she saw the apple core on the table inadvertently.

　　Because the apple core is very regular and complete, it retains the middle circle of cores, as if it hadn't been cut, there is no knife mark.

　　 It is conceivable that Ichiro Miyamoto cut out eight-petal apples that were almost the same or even exactly the same.

　　 Kahara Fuya was impressed, but he couldn't do it anyway.

　　 Kawara Fuma's heart moved, and the whole person moved out of the table to kneel down to Ichiro Miyamoto and said, "Sir, please accept me as an apprentice."

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro shook his head, "A knife is enough."

　　 "Huh?" Kawara Fuya is puzzled, what does this mean?

　　 Mei Daizi smiled and said, "But, I don't think he has any use for this knife. Dad, you hold it almost."

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "Mr. Kawara can take it to the best effect."

　　 "Pack up the story of him and his grandma, and put it in the store, so that all customers will know, especially his grandma's daily knife sharpening."

　　 "When everyone eats the vegetables cut out by this kitchen knife, they will feel that there is a taste of nostalgia, and can't help crying."

　　 "Of course, the premise is that the food is not too bad, and there is no taboo."

　　 "Before you are not confident, the taste should be mainly sweet and sour. It should be light but not thick. If the taste is strong, it will make people focus on the food itself."

　　 Mei Daizi pondered: "So, there is really no need to learn how to cook anymore. Just get some fruits at random, like lemons, bitter gourds, etc."

　　"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~Funya Kohara bowed her head again, "I want to be a real chef. "

　　 Mei Daizi smiled and said, "Ha, you have found the wrong person. My father is not a real cook. He can only use knives, cutting, carving and the like.

"The handling of all kinds of dishes, collocation, seasoning, heating, etc., are actually just amateurish. It's just that the knife skills are excellent, the eyesight is excellent, and the control is excellent, so the handling of various details is excellent. "

　　 "So I can handle all kinds of dishes just right, the amount of matching, how much seasoning, the degree of heat, etc., are done just right, so by the way, the cooking skills have been raised to the top level."

　　 "However, you can't learn these."

　　 Kahara Fuka bowed his head and said, "I want to try, please give me this opportunity, please."

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro shook his head, "Forcing it to be useless."

　　Kahara Fuya is not reconciled, "Sir!"

　　 Yamazaki said, "Ah, Mr. Kawara, I think it is enough for you to learn from the chef in your shop. Some things are indeed born, just like we are men."

　　 Kawara Fuka retired, "Then, can I work in the kitchen of your restaurant? I don't need money, but I only want my husband to teach me how to use a knife."

Miyamoto Ichiro shook his head without saying a word, Miko Miyamoto sighed, "That’s good, let’s try it out for a week. We are here from 5:30 to 10:30 every evening. Buy two sets of kitchen uniforms by yourself. For."

　　 Kahara Fuya was very happy, "Yes, thank you Madam."

　　 Miko Miyamoto said quickly: "No, Ichiro didn't promise to accept you as an apprentice. You can't shout this."

　　 "Yes, the boss." Kawara Fuya said, "I will let the boss take me."

　　 Yamazaki shook his head and said, "You have to recognize this talent."...