[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

What Dana is going to do this time is boiled fish!

When it comes to boiled fish, we have to mention the pickled fish of the same cuisine as him.The same is Sichuan cuisine, both of which need condiments such as chili peppers, and even the fish can be the same kind.However, there are some differences between the two.

The first is the taste. The boiled fish is refreshing and spicy, while the pickled fish is sour and spicy.The side dishes with boiled fish and pickled fish are also different.The former is crisp and tender bean sprouts, and the latter is sauerkraut, each with its own age.

Dana reached out to open the food cabinet on the second floor, flipped through it, opened the bag above, and pulled out a bag of white powder from the deepest place.Just hold it in your hand, turn it while walking, the things in your hand are constantly increasing, bean sprouts, dried chili, pepper, green onion, ginger, garlic, pepper...

Finally, when going around the table, I brought over the fruit wine left over from the pickling of ginger.

They were all thrown beside the stove, and in front of the chopping board were two large plates of fish fillets, which were enough to meet the sales volume in the store today.

The fish fillets on the plate are piled up like hills, cooking wine and starch are added, and finally a few eggs are taken out from under the table next to it, the yellow and white are removed, and the fish fillets are kneaded repeatedly.

The water on the stove is also boiled, put the bean sprouts in hot water, boil until the bean sprout stems become translucent, take out and set aside.

"What's the dish today?"

Tom Riddle, who had finished practicing, stepped into the door, followed by the big white snake, who saw his busy master and asked.

"Boiled fish!" Dana was busy removing the bean sprouts from the pot, and when he heard the black-haired boy's question, he returned without raising his head.

Tom Riddle and Nagini exchanged puzzled looks. Of course, the former was because he didn't understand what boiled fish was, while the latter was curious about his master's facial expression.

"Um, do you need help?"

Although when he first heard this word, the imagination in his mind was not good at all, but as a good boy, Tom Riddle obediently asked if he needed help.

When it comes to boiled fish, the Chinese will naturally think of pickled fish, while the British will think of Jelliedeels (boiled eel).

This is a delicacy that is popular in East London, especially in families that are not well-off. Tom Riddle, who lived in an orphanage since he was a child, can't forget the taste at all, um, forget it if he wants to no.

Greasy fish skin, tasteless fish meat mixed with fishy smell, fishbone that will get stuck in the throat if you are not careful, and the cold taste are nothing but filling your stomach!

"Come here!" Dana was already busy at the end of the moment, and was just about to set the table. He just heard the other party's words and called him to come over.

"Set the bean sprouts."

When Tom Riddle came over, Dana first handed him the porcelain bowl with bean sprouts in his hand, then pointed to the first bowl that had been placed in front of him and said, "As long as it is the same as the one in this bowl."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and stood in front of the stove, continuing his unfinished movements, leaving only the black-haired boy looking at the 50 bowls in front of him in disbelief.

The next step is to boil the fish.

The fish sticky with flour paste is cooked very quickly in boiling water. Basically, as long as the fish floats on the water, it can be fished out, taken out and thrown aside.

There is a lot of fish, but the speed of cooking is not slow, so soon, the hill-shaped fish slices in front of the man gradually become smaller.Pour out the water in the pot, and then pour in the oil that has been prepared on the side.

The oil is olive oil, light yellow-green, which is completely different from vegetable oil and soybean oil.When the oil temperature rose to a certain level, Dana reached out and put the seasoning aside.

First dry chili, onion, ginger and garlic, burst out the fragrance, and then add the rest of the seasoning.

Cover the pot and wait for the oil to boil.

At this moment, Tom Riddle had already filled all the porcelain bowls on the table with bean sprouts, and was watching Dana's next move eagerly.

"What are you standing there for, come here if you want to eat!" Dana also smiled, holding the freshly boiled fish in his hand.

"But you have to wait a while," he paused, and passed the fish fillet in his hand to Tom Riddle, "You continue to put it, and I will add fuel."

I thought I could eat Tom Riddle: "..."

Silently took the fish slices from the opponent's hand, very rationally, there was no conflict.

Dana gave a satisfied smile.

Turning around, the oil in the oil pan has begun to boil, and oil bubbles appear from time to time, hold the handle, and then pour it into the plate set by the black-haired boy.

The fragrance was exploded at that moment, rushed into the nasal cavity aggressively, and then poured into the brain, leaving behind a spicy spicy that whets the appetite.The cooked fish also suddenly turned brown, with a tender fleshy texture visible to the naked eye.

The big white snake under the feet of the black-haired boy pouted its stomach, and vomited the snake letter. A pair of amber snake eyes looked longingly at the porcelain bowl on the table.

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In the store.

Hannibal's conversation with Greg Lestrade also came to an end.

"Thank you for your cooperation, sir!" Greg stood up and expressed kindness to Hannibal first.

"You're welcome!" Hannibal smiled with a very kind attitude, and nodded slightly to the detective's words: "This is what every British citizen should do."

"The queen is with me!"

"The queen is with me."

After finishing the last sentence, Greg led the two police officers towards the door. Next, they would go to other stores to ask if there was any way to find other clues.

"If Officer Lestrade hasn't found any clues in the end, he might as well investigate from the crowd who have recently failed to invest in stocks!"

Hannibal thought for a while, and finally decided to say: "Maybe there may be some windfalls!"

As for what the windfall was, he didn't explain in detail, but the moment he finished speaking, he walked to the kitchen behind the store.

Greg was awakened by the words behind him, turned his head, and only saw a slender figure from behind.

"Sheriff..."

"Sheriff..."

The two young police officers stepped forward and were about to hold Hannibal to question him in detail, but Greg stopped him with his hand and shouted involuntarily.

"Let's go, boys!"

It has to be said that Greg Lestrade is still a mature and stable man even though he looks young on the outside.He watched the figure leave, and when he turned his head, he saw the eyes of the two young men in front of him who were very eager to learn.

The Sheriff of Scotland Yard smiled, looking much better on that handsome face.Then he walked out of the store alone, leaving the two police officers looking at each other.

He didn't understand what kind of riddle his boss was playing at all.

"That gentleman has nothing to do with this case." After passing the alley, Greg began to explain his thoughts.

How can it be!

The eyes of the young people looking at him were full of such emotions, which made the latter smile knowingly, and couldn't help but remember that he had the same expression when he started handling the case.

A police officer who usually gets along well with Greg was the first to speak: "How can you be sure that it's not related? Is there any evidence?"

"And when the police didn't find any clues, he can remind him that this is simply the biggest suspicion!" Seeing the partner's opening, the other immediately expressed his opinion.

Greg walked ahead, with one hand in his coat pocket. Hearing the doubts of his subordinates, he pointed to his head with the other hand: "This is a kind of intuition."

After handling the case for so many years, he relied on this intuition to avoid many dangers, and finally became the Sheriff of Scotland Yard.

Even this time, he chose to trust his intuition.

"It looks delicious." As soon as Hannibal stepped into the kitchen, he saw the boiled fish on the counter.The spicy aroma is another area that the former has not touched, he said almost with a feeling of surprise.

"Of course!"

Dana immediately replied unceremoniously that he always has a high sense of pride in his cooking skills.

"Can I try it?" The new long-term worker said this under the hostile eyes of the black-haired boy, looking at the red dishes in the porcelain bowl with interest.

Another food grabber! !

Tom Riddle looked at the man more and more hostilely. In his heart, the latter was now second only to Sherlock Holmes who robbed him of fried dumplings.

"Want to eat?" Dana glanced at the other party and asked back.

"Yes, my shopkeeper!" Hannibal's tone was full of helplessness.

"Oh!"

The man squinted his gray-blue eyes and hummed softly, and then slowly said his decision: "Then you just think about it, if you don't eat it, why don't you think about it!"

Even Tom Riddle on the side could notice the resoluteness and schadenfreude in his tone, and the sympathetic look in his eyes did not require money to be swayed.

He said when did the unscrupulous shopkeeper become so easy-going, and the latter was so self-willed that he couldn't see it, especially if he offended the other party, so don't think about it.

"Okay." After the man was rejected, the curvature of the corners of his lips did not change, and even the movement of straightening his shirt was extremely elegant.

"Maybe I will have such a chance in the future." Hannibal joked to himself with a smile.

A gentleman's demeanor does not lie in permission, but in being able to maintain the same attitude after being rejected.