Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 16

Back in the classical mansion, Fu Jiang walked quickly to Hongzi's bedroom with a letter in his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in, there is no enchantment." The voice from the room was muffled.

Fu Jiang pushed the door open, sat on the edge of the bed, and quietly looked at Hong Zi who buried her face in her knees.

"Going to bed late is not good for your skin."

"I want you to be widowed!" Hongzi pouted, "I'm in a bad mood, don't be mad at me."

"I'm in a bad mood... because of Kaitou KFC?" Fu Jiang tilted his head.

"It's Kaitou Kidd!" Hongzi raised his head.

Looking at Fu Jiang's calm and indifferent eyes, she pushed him, "Ni Zukai!"

She knew that Fu Jiang was playing with her again.

"Kaidou came just now, and inserted a letter at the door." Fu Jiang handed the letter paper to Hongzi.

"Really?" Hongzi took the letter, and then there was a suspicious look in his eyes, "How does he know where my home is?"

"You have been tailed, Miss Witch who knows magic but can't beat the thief who plays magic." Fu Jiang turned and opened the door to leave.

Hongzi tilted his head, convinced that he didn't seem to be tailed...

She snapped her fingers, and the magic lamp in the room lit up, reflecting a red light.

She opened the folded letter by the light.

The beautiful Hongzi Queen:
I'm a stupid thief Kaitou Kid who thinks nothing of himself, and I said something rude before...
"Pfft." Hongzi looked at the obvious sweat stains on the letter paper and the font that revealed a sense of urgency, and couldn't hold back her laughter all of a sudden.

"Mind your own business." After reading the letter, she put the letter on the bedside, and Hongzi curled her lips.

"However, the fact that a famous phantom thief can describe my greatness and beauty in such sincere words means that I am still very attractive! Oh ho ho ho ho!"

She covered her mouth and laughed loudly, and the room was full of joy.

"This woman has a really good smile."

Fu Jiang, who was leaning against the door, looked gloomy, and walked back to his room quickly.

……

After school the next day, Hongzi walked into the mansion cheerfully with joy in the corner of her mouth.

As soon as she changed her shoes, she saw Fu Jiang sitting at the round table in the living room with a dignified expression.

"Hehuan." Hongzi walked over a few steps, "I am very satisfied with the letter of apology that Black Feather gave me...huh?"

She looked suspiciously at Fu Jiang's outstretched palm.

Three seconds later, Fu Jiang frowned slightly and rubbed his index and middle fingers with his thumb.

"What do you mean? A magic gesture?" Hongzi still didn't understand.

"Give it to me, Mi, Mani." Fu Jiang spit out construction site English with an indifferent expression.

Eliminating disasters for others and collecting money from others are also the principles of sojourners.

White jobs don't exist.

The corner of Scarlet Letter's mouth twitched, "You..."

She took out a delicate red wallet from her bag, and took out a Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Thank you, Hongzi." Fu Jiang took the ten thousand yuan bill.

Hongzi frowned, good guy, call me Koizumi if I don’t give you money, and become Hongzi if I give you money.

"By the way, what were you thinking before? You look so serious."

Hongzi took back the exquisitely crafted wallet and asked with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Life is long, and I don't want to waste my time."

Fu Jiang held up a encyclopedia of Chinese cuisine, "I want to learn how to cook."

That's right, life is long, especially for the immortals in Ke Xue's world.

And Fu Jiang wants to use this long time to enrich himself and make himself an almighty person.

In this way, even if one day Hongzi encounters an accident and becomes a bankrupt, he can also rely on his ability to go to other places as a sojourner.

Or open a master house or something, help people wash clothes and cook, and take care of a child or something.

"Learn to cook? You?" Hongzi gave him a distrustful look, "I don't think you can do it."

"Heh, tonight's dinner has been handed over to me by the old housekeeper."

Fu Jiang fanned the book, "Look forward with a grateful heart, I usually don't cook for others."

……

In the kitchen, Fu Jiang flipped through the books.

"Soak the beef bones in clear water...is it alright?"

Pouring out the blood, Fu Jiang threw the beef bone into the pot.

"Add two spoons of cooking wine..." Fu Jiang took out a small spoon for adding salt, "This should be fine."

After adding water and cooking wine, Fu Jiang increased the heat until the water began to boil, then turned to low heat and cooked for another 10 minutes.

At this time, he quietly opened the system while no one was around, and saw the extra cooking lv1 in the skill bar.

Cooking lv1: You are already on the road to the master of cooking!This skill will make the food you make taste better, cook a pot of shit, and make a pot of food.

(You stay at the level of cooking or eating, cooking shit or shit.)
Fu Jiang's eyes did not change and he continued to process the meals according to the instruction book. He didn't need the ability to turn shit into food, because he couldn't brainstorm to cook shit.

"Add...an appropriate amount of salt and rock sugar, how much is the appropriate amount?" Fu Jiang picked up a bag of salt and looked at it.

His eyes revealed a little confusion, how much salt should be added to normal cooking?This should be common sense, right?How can I not remember...

"One bag should be enough." Fu Jiang tore open the salt bag and poured it in.

To follow the will of the manufacturer, they have specially packed a bag for you, and clearly stated that this is the appropriate amount.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but a black ominous atmosphere emanated from the pot.

……

Fu Jiang brought the carefully prepared dishes to the restaurant and placed them in front of Hong Zi.

"Well~ it looks like it's done well." Hongzi, who was wearing thin gloves, picked up a big beef bone.

"Of course, I did it with great care." Fu Jiang sat across the table, leaning on his chin and looking at her.

"Huh? Why don't you eat?" Hongzi's eyes were suspicious.

Because there seems to be black smoke coming out of it, can't you see it?
"How dare I have dinner with the beautiful Miss Witch? Of course, if you ask, it would be my honor." Fu Jiang's expression remained unchanged.

"That's right." Hongzi immediately got carried away with complacency, his defense disappeared without a trace, and he bit down.

"Woo!" She covered her mouth, "cough, cough, cough, cough."

"What's the matter? Isn't it delicious?" Fu Jiang looked at her with concern.

"Cough, cough, cough." Hongzi didn't answer him, his face darkened and he grabbed his throat, saliva constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"This symptom, could it be potassium cyanate!?"

Fu Jiang's long and narrow eyes shot coldly, "Did the enemy on the magic side do it, it was under my nose..."

Hongzi used magic to block her tear ducts, so she didn't cough out tears.

She rushed into the bathroom in a hurry and poured water down her throat with the nozzle.

After a while, she came out with a dark face: "Fu! Jiang! Join! Huan!"

"Hey, what a miraculous dish." Fu Jiang stroked his chin with a little surprise in his eyes.

This time, not only the cooking exuded a black atmosphere, but even Hongzi Koizumi was surrounded by black smoke.

……

At night, the old housekeeper picked up an empty salt bag in the trash can in the kitchen, and turned his head stiffly to look backward.

"Mr. Butler, do I really...lack common sense?" Fu Jiang stood in the shadows with his pocket in his pocket.

The old housekeeper shook his head stiffly, "Probably not, the old servant will take you for a psychological test some other day."

(End of this chapter)