Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 448 Simple and Practical Breakfast
"Remember, don't be nervous, as long as you follow the rhythm of the script, you'll be fine."

Xiao Ming, the person in charge of the show, wiped the sweat stains on his head with a disposable tissue.

He looks more nervous than Wei Young.

It is indeed more nervous, because Wei Young is not nervous at all, and the person in charge knows that once Wei Young messes up, it will not be good for him.

There may not be rumors among colleagues, but as the person in charge of the program, he knows that Wei Young is a related party.

Her boss is the company's third largest shareholder and the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

If Wei Young's performance fails, he is afraid that he will be blamed and sunk in Tokyo Bay.

Xiao Ming, who has experienced decades of intrigue and various unspoken rules in his career, can see at a glance the improper relationship between "He Zelan" and that Fujiang Acacia.

When Fu Jiang mentioned her, his tone seemed to be talking about himself.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao Ming." Wei Young comforted me perfunctorily, "I'm fully prepared."

"That's good, that's good!" Xiao Ming wiped the cold sweat off his brow again, caring for Wei Young.

Finally, the preparations for the show were completed, and Wei Young was ready to go on stage.

Because it is the first time, in order to increase the popularity and attract more viewers to watch, this time it is a live broadcast.

But because of several rehearsals beforehand, everything should be under control.

But what puzzled Xiao Ming and the photographer was why Wei Young was carrying a handbag.

……

Maori Detective Agency.

"Dad, it's better not to be distracted by watching TV during breakfast." Xiaolan put the dishes on the desk.

"Leave me alone." Mori Kogoro turned his body and head together.

Although the cast has been removed from the neck, he has forgotten how to turn the neck.

"Okay, I don't care about you." Xiaolan leaned forward and pushed the food in front of Xiaogoro, "Enjoy your last meal at home."

Really, when she is willing to cook for the big and small.

"Hey, just talk about it."

Kogoro raised Erlang's legs disdainfully, picked up a piece of bread with scrambled eggs in it, and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering in a low voice while moving his cheeks.

"When I cry and say I'm going to starve to death, don't you still have to cook for me?"

While eating, he switched the channel to the morning show.

"Welcome to 'Good Morning 4:[-] Kurosawa [-] Minutes Cooking Time', I am Takahashi your favorite host."

"I like a fart." Kogoro rolled his eyes.

"Uncle Maori, what are you looking at?" Conan ran out of the kitchen with a sandwich bread.

He seemed to have heard the word "Heizelan" just now?
Is sister Kurosawa on TV again?With gin?

He likes watching Kurosawa's sister's show, oh no, maybe it should be Kurosawa's brother?
Conan remembered that day in the hospital, vodka revealed the gender of Hazelland.

"Good morning at seven o'clock." Kogoro replied to Conan, "Recently, I always change people, and Miss Yoko is no longer in the role, oh, Yoko, my Yoko"

Conan ignored the nonsense behind Kogoro, and caught the important information hidden in the words.

Sister Kurosawa, oh no, brother Kurosawa is going to debut as an idol?
The world is really weird, and so are organizations.

After the host's nonsense is over, the camera pans to the breakfast kitchen.

Xiaolan noticed the logo at the bottom of the screen, "Live broadcast? Will there be any problems?"

Xiaolan felt that something would go wrong, and the problem might be huge.

And in this Ke Xue world, angels are always right, even if their wings are stained with black hair.

"Mina-sang, good morning." Wei Young greeted her in a cold and emotionless tone that should have been cheerful.

"Why does it feel like being forced to go into business?" Conan's mouth twitched.

Did elder brother Kurosawa really participate in this show out of his own will?

The answer is of course "yes", but in the eyes of a blond young man who huddled in his office and made breakfast for two but ate alone, the answer was obviously "no".

"Gin nmsl." After cursing in a low voice, Bourbon continued to eat his breakfast.

The live broadcast was still going on, and there was no emergency stop because of Wei Young's tone that didn't match the script.

"I am Hei Zelan, the black of black, the swamp of the swamp, and Xiaolan's Lan." Wei Young looked at the camera coldly.

"Oh, what an ingenious way to introduce myself." The host was in a cold sweat trying to smooth things over.

He felt that this show was going to be cool.

"Today, I'll be with you all." Wei Young got stuck, she forgot her lines, "Make a simple and practical breakfast."

Wei Young opened the handbag she had prepared, and took out all the ingredients.

"First, there's the mayonnaise that everyone loves."

She unscrewed the bottle cap, pointed the mouth of the bottle at the plate below, and squeezed hard.

With the sound of popping, the mayonnaise in the bottle instantly poured onto the plate, Wei Young threw the empty bottle aside.

"Yeah, it's like diarrhea." The host complained.

Wei Young glanced at the host, but didn't refute, because she thought so too.

"This is the first step. If you don't have mayonnaise, you can use an equal amount of salt, sugar or MSG instead."

"No, no, it's impossible to replace it with the same amount, right?" the host couldn't help but said.

What about the script?Can't we follow the script?
"The second step is to crush the cheese that is about to rot, mix it with the mayonnaise on the plate, and stir it with your hands."

Wei Young put on disposable gloves, "If you don't want your palms to become sticky and smelly, it's best to wear gloves before doing this step."

After stirring the yellow mayonnaise and yellow cheese a few times, Wei Young pulled her hand out from the unknown object.

But her disposable gloves were stuck in the unknown object.

"Now, the simple and practical breakfast is complete."

Wei Young held up the plate with both hands, allowing the camera to clearly see the unknown objects on the plate.

"Gentlemen, are you still worried about encountering idiots or robbers on the way to work? Are you still worried that you can't breathe in a crowded tram?

"It takes just a few minutes to make a functional breakfast and get rid of these problems."

Wei Young picked up the transparent disposable gloves on the plate with chopsticks.

"Not only is it practical, it's also good. Ugh, and it's delicious."

Wei Young patted his chest lightly, and threw the plate onto the cutting board in the kitchen, the unknown sticky substance splashed a little.

"Standing here and watching eagerly, the host must be drooling, right?"

Wei Young walked towards the host slowly, bending and stretching her fingers, "Come, please have a meal, you deserve it."

"No, no, I, I didn't drool, and I didn't deserve it, I, did I do something to offend you?"

The host stepped back, but accidentally tripped and fell to the ground.

"Isn't it gentlemanly to refuse a lady's invitation? Everyone loves Mr. Takahashi."

Wei Young seemed gentle, but in fact she tightly locked the host's arm with her fingers, pulled him up, and dragged him towards the yellow sticky unknown object.

"Don't, don't, Ya Yadie!"

The host rolled his eyes and lowered his head, his head stuck in the yellow sticky unknown substance.

"Live the accident, live the accident, quickly insert an advertisement."

When the on-site maintenance personnel rushed over to call for a stop, Wei Young rushed forward like a cheetah, directly covering the maintenance personnel's mouth and crushing him to the ground.

"Continue to shoot." Wei Young gave the photographer a cold look.

Although she wasn't threatening, the photographer knew exactly what would happen to him if he didn't obey.

Anyway, it won't be better than the host.

"I'm shooting, I'm shooting." The photographer said.

Wei Young nodded slightly, then looked at the camera.

"Everyone has learned the practical self-defense breakfast this time, and next time I will bring you a breakfast that can raise the boss's salary."

After Wei Young finished speaking, she lowered her eyes slightly, and after a pause for a few seconds, a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm Heizelan, a girl who is not good at people and the world, a little innocent and a little difficult to understand, and is often mistaken for a bad-hearted girl."

Below him, the struggle of the maintenance personnel became weaker and weaker.

Wei Young narrowed her eyes, "Next time, we won't see each other."

The show is over.

Amuro Detective Agency
"Breakfast that can make the boss raise his salary?" Bourbon stared blankly at the TV that had started to play commercials.

"It's operational, sure enough, it's all organized and arranged."

Maori Detective Agency
"It's unexpected." Conan's eyes lit up.

As expected of elder brother Kurosawa, even if he cooks breakfast once, he always brings dry goods.

Conan has already had inspiration, and he wants Dr. Ari to modify his belt so that it can spray foul-smelling footballs from the belt.

"Father, what do you think?" Xiaolan asked Kogoro, who is experienced in watching idol variety shows.

". Very fresh, such a distinctive style is rare." Kogoro nodded slowly, "As long as you maintain this feeling, coupled with her extraordinary appearance, you will soon be able to become a school of your own."

(End of this chapter)