The Mysterious King

Chapter 11 Real Cooking Skills

Is it normal for everyone to die? I'm glad I'm still alive? I'm lucky I'm still alive?

Klein shuddered suddenly and quickly took two steps, running towards the door, trying to catch up with several police officers and seek protection.

But as soon as he touched the handle, his movements suddenly stopped.

That police officer made things so terrifying, why didn't they protect me as an important witness or key clue

Is this too careless

Probing or baiting

Various thoughts clashed in Klein's mind, causing him to suspect that the police were still secretly "staring" at him, observing his reactions.

Thinking of this, he felt a lot of peace in his heart, no longer so panicked and panicked. He slowly opened the door, and his voice deliberately trembled, shouting at the position of the staircase entrance:

You will protect me, won't you

Pa, Pa, Pa, the police officers did not respond, and the touch rhythm of leather shoes and wooden stairs remained unchanged.

I know! You'll do this! "Klein exclaimed again with a feigned conviction, trying to act like a normal person in danger.

The sound of footsteps gradually weakened and disappeared into the ground floor of the apartment.

Klein snorted and sneered inwardly:

Is this reaction too fake? The acting is not up to par

He didn't chase after him, turned around and returned to the room, casually closing the door.

In the following hours, Klein fully demonstrated restlessness, restlessness, impatience, and confusion, as well as not relaxing his demands due to the lack of people around him.

This is called the self cultivation of actors! He mocked himself in his heart.

When the sun tilted westward and the clouds on the horizon "burned", the apartment residents gradually returned home, and it was only then that Klein shifted his focus to other places.

Melissa is almost finished school... "He turned his gaze to the stove, picked up the kettle, peeled off the coal, and took out a revolver.

Without pause or delay, he reached out to the back of the lower wooden board of the high and low bed, where there were about ten interlocking wooden bars supporting it.

After sandwiched the left wheel between a wooden strip and a wooden board, Klein straightened up and waited nervously, afraid that the police would suddenly break into the door and charge into the room with a g*n.

If it were a normal steam world, when he made the move just now, he confirmed that he would not be seen by anyone. However, there is extraordinary power here, which has been verified by himself.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no movement at the door, and the conversation between the two tenants going to the "Wild Heart" bar on Iron Cross Street went from far to near, then from near to far.

Huh. "Klein let out a breath and put his heart back into his chest.

Just wait for Melissa to come back and make lamb stew with tender peas!

At this thought, Klein's mouth seemed to be filled with the aroma of gravy, and he also remembered how Melissa made lamb stewed with tender peas.

She first boils water to make a piece of meat, then adds onions, salt, a little pepper, and water to stew directly. At a certain time, she adds peas and potatoes and simmers for forty to fifty minutes.

That's really a simple and crude approach... relying solely on the delicious meat itself to support it! "Klein couldn't help but shake his head.

But this is also a helpless thing. Ordinary people do not have various seasonings, nor do they have various cooking techniques. They can only pursue simplicity, practicality, and economy. Anyway, as long as the meat is not burnt or broken, it is good for people who only eat twice or even once a week.

Klein is not particularly skilled in cooking. He mainly eats outside meals every day, but he cooks three or four meals a week and accumulates it every week, which still gives him a passing level and makes him feel that he cannot let go of that pound of lamb.

Wait for Melissa to come back and cook. It'll be after 7:30, and she'll be starving... It's time for her to see real cooking! "Klein gave himself an excuse to let the fire reignite, went to the public bathroom to collect water and clean the lamb, then took out the cutting board and knife, and diligently chopped it into small pieces.

As for how to explain the sudden mastery of cooking, he decided to blame the dead ghost Welch McGovern. This student not only hired chefs who excel in the unique flavor of the sea, but also often thought of their own food and invited people to taste it.

Well, dead people won't refute me!

However, hiss, this is a world of extraordinary people, and the dead may not be able to speak... So thinking, Klein somehow feels guilty.

He put aside his chaotic thoughts and put the meat pieces into a soup bowl. Then he took out the seasoning box and shook a spoonful of half yellowed coarse salt inside. In addition, he took some black pepper grains from a special small bottle, which was precious and heavy, and grabbed them together with lamb and salt to make a little pickle.

Place the stewpot on the stove and wait for it to heat up. Meanwhile, Klein rummaged through the leftover carrots from yesterday and cut them into many pieces along with the onion he bought today.

After preparing, he took out a small jar from the cabinet and opened it, revealing that there was not much lard left inside.

Klein took a spoonful and put it into a pot. Fry until melted, then pour in carrots and onion cubes and stir fry for a while.

The fragrance began to diffuse, and Klein poured all the lamb in and carefully fried it for a while.

During this process, we should have ordered some cooking wine, but even if it didn't work out, we had to replace it with wine. However, the Moretti family didn't have these luxurious things, and Benson could only drink a glass of beer a week. Klein had to make do with it, pour some boiling water, and play with it casually.

After stewing for about twenty minutes, he opened the lid and added the tender peas and sliced potatoes, as well as a cup of hot water and two spoons of salt.

Close the lid, lower the fire, and Klein exhales with satisfaction, waiting for his sister to return home.

As time passed, the fragrance in the room became increasingly rich, with the lure of meat, the richness of potatoes, and the refreshing freshness of onions.

The taste gradually mixed, and Klein occasionally swallowed saliva and opened the pocket watch lid, looking towards the minute hand.

After more than forty minutes, the sound of footsteps approaching, not light but orderly, inserted the key, turned the hand, and opened the door.

It's so fragrant... "Melissa whispered in a puzzled voice before she even came in.

She took her bag and walked in, her gaze sweeping over the stove.

What did you do? "Melissa paused in mid air as she took off her veil, her gaze at Klein filled with shock

She sniffed and inhaled more fragrance, her gaze quickly softened, as if she had found the source.

Did you do it? "She asked again, puzzled.

Are you afraid I'll waste the lamb? "Klein asked with a smile, and before he could answer, he said to himself," Don't worry, I've specifically asked Welch how to cook this dish. You know, he has a good chef

For the first time? "Melissa's brow involuntarily furrowed,

I seem to have a lot of talent, "Klein smiled." It's almost ready. You put your book and hat aside, go to the bathroom to wash your hands, and then wait to taste it. I'm very confident

Listening to her brother's orderly arrangement and watching his gentle and calm smile, Melissa was stunned at the door, dumbfounded and unresponsive.

Do you like to stew it a little bit Klein urged with a smile.

Ah, okay, okay! "Melissa regained her composure, carrying a bag and a hat in one hand, and quickly rushed into the room.

When the lid of the stew pot was lifted, a mist suddenly appeared in front of Klein's eyes. Two pieces of rye bread had already been placed on the side of lamb and tender peas, allowing them to absorb the fragrance and heat to become soft.

When Melissa packed up her belongings, washed her hands and face, and returned, a plate of lamb stewed with tender peas adorned with potatoes, carrots, and onions was placed on the desk, while two black breads stained with some gravy color were placed in their respective plates.

Come, try it, "Klein said, pointing to the wooden fork and spoon placed next to the plate.

Melissa was still a bit confused and didn't refuse. She picked up a fork, forked a piece of potato, put it to her mouth, and took a gentle bite.

The glutinous powder of the potatoes and the strong aroma of the gravy permeated at the same time, causing her saliva to secrete crazily. She ate this potato in just a few seconds and swallowed it.

Try the meat, "Klein pointed to the plate with his chin.

He had just tasted the taste and thought it was only at the passing level, but for a little girl who had never seen the market before and could only occasionally eat meat, it was enough!

Melissa's eyes were filled with anticipation and she carefully forked a piece of lamb.

It was stewed to a pulp, with a feeling of almost melting at the first bite. The true meat aroma erupted, and the wonderful juice flowed freely, filling the mouth.

That was an unprecedented feeling that Melissa couldn't stop.

By the time she regained consciousness, she had already eaten several pieces of lamb.

Me, me, Klein, this is for you... "Melissa's face turned red and her speech stuttered.

I have already eaten it secretly, it is a privilege as a chef Klein smiled and comforted his sister, while also picking up a fork and spoon, sometimes eating a piece of meat, sometimes stuffing a mouthful of peas, and sometimes putting down the tableware, breaking a piece of black bread and dipping it in juice to eat.

Melissa relaxed and was influenced by Klein's normal behavior, immersing herself in the delicious food again.

It's really delicious, I can't tell you're making it for the first time, "Melissa praised sincerely.

Compared to Welch's chef, there's still a long way to go. When I get rich, I'll take you and Benson to a restaurant outside to have better food! "Klein said, feeling a bit longing for himself.

Your interview will... burp... "Before Melissa could finish speaking, she suddenly uncontrollably let out a satisfied voice.

She hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth with an awkward expression on her face.

It's all due to the delicious lamb stewed with tender peas just now!

Klein chuckled to himself and decided not to mock his sister. He pointed to the plate and said:

This is your task

Okay! "Melissa eagerly stood up, grabbed the basin, and rushed out the door.

When she returned from cleaning, she opened the cabinet and habitually checked items such as seasoning boxes.

Did you use it just now? "Melissa blurted out in surprise and turned to look at Klein, holding a black pepper bottle and pig oil can in her hand.

Klein spread out his hand and smiled:

A little bit, this is the price of delicacy

Melissa's eyes flickered, her expression changed a few times, and finally pursed her lips and said:

Let me cook in the future

Um... you need to hurry up and prepare for the interview, you need to consider the job