i'm not a detective

Chapter 228 Could it be that she is the heroine?
Qingjian Liuli pushed Mai Sugata to the kitchen, looked at the integrated kitchen, and suggested sincerely: "Mai-chan, the stove is a bit high, or I should do it?"

"It's okay, Kiyoshi sister, I can reach it." Mai Sugada smiled politely at her, pulled out a handle from the side of the wheelchair sideways, shook it a few times, and the wheelchair seat slowly rose, allowing herself to sit You can also get a stove.

Qing Jian Liuli did not expect that the wheelchair was so exquisitely made and could be lifted up and down, which was an eye-opener. She looked at it curiously, stopped demanding, and asked enthusiastically, "What do you want to eat? You can eat anything Oh, my sister will do it for you."

Mai Sugata thought for a while, then smiled shyly: "Then eat curry, I haven't eaten curry rice for a long time."

No matter what kind of curry, the method of making it is simple. You can’t do without the curry powder sold in the supermarket. The taste is basically constant, and it can’t be done badly.

Qingjian Liuli smiled self-consciously, and said humbly: "That's too simple, I'll come here once in a while, and cook you something delicious."

After she finished speaking, she was afraid that Mai Sugata would not believe it, and she emphasized: "Don't underestimate me, Mai-chan, I am actually very good, and my cooking level is very high. In our town, my cooking level can rank... Well, among girls, I can Ranked first, everyone calls me the head of Totamacho women's cuisine."

Sugata Mai glanced at her in surprise, she didn't expect her to be so confident, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she covered her mouth with a smile: "Okay, then please ask Kiyoshi to cook some special dishes, I can do everything. love to eat."

"Then let me think about it!" Qingjian Liuli went to look at the refrigerator.

"Casual" is the most difficult dish to make in this world. She has to think about the recipe carefully. It can not only take care of Qiyuan Wu's tricky tongue, but also make poor Maijiang happy - the ones Qiyuan Wu likes to eat Internal organs, hooves, these weird things are definitely not good, you still have to choose decent meat, and the taste should not be too greasy, Mai Xiaopoor probably won't be used to it.

Then make a steamed lion's head, stir-fry shiitake mushrooms and small rapeseed, and then make a small tofu soup... Well, I want to eat here, and it can't be too light. Then stir-fry lamb and squid in an iron pan.

The dog is very picky, and he doesn't eat much outside, and Maijiang probably doesn't eat much, so it should be almost the same!Eat half for yourself, and half for them!
Qing Jian Liuli drew up the menu, and then consulted Mai Sugada for her opinion. Seeing that she had no objection, she confidently asked Qiyuan Takeshi to run errands to buy missing ingredients such as tofu, and then came back to tie up her apron, ready to show off her skills.

It’s just that the broth is not easy to handle. All kinds of broth at home are prepared by Nanahara Takeshi. There must be none here, and the finished product is estimated to be inferior.

"What's missing, sister Kiyoshi?" Mai Sugata asked patiently as she saw her turning over the seasoning bottle and muttering in a low voice.

Seeing that Liuli had entered the role, Qing immediately asked, "Are there any condiments such as soup packets and chicken essence?" She remembered that Takeshi Qihara had mentioned a method of synthesizing simple broth before, which should be able to be used as a top.

"Yes, it's here." Mai Sugata pointed to the cupboard, "There are also frozen dashi soup cubes, do you want sister Kiyomi to use?"

Qing Jian Liuli Snack was startled: "Do you usually have broth?"

It turns out that they are also people who love to eat!

Mai Sugata helped her take out the stock cubes from the freezer compartment of the refrigerator, her eyebrows and eyes curved: "Yes, the soup base will taste good when used to cook ramen."

Seeing that Liuli took it over and prepared to use it later, Qing asked casually, "Did your mother prepare it?"

"My mother doesn't go into the kitchen very much." Mai Sugaguchi smiled and said, "I did it, and Aunt Manko also helped."

"Did you suffer?" Qing Jian Liuli recalled that when she was 14 years old, she seemed to be busy wrestling with Yuko Sawada all day long, and never thought of going into the kitchen, so she felt a little ashamed for a while.

Really well-behaved child, more and more people like it!

Mai Sugata smiled, ignored the nonsense, put on her apron, went to wash her hands and began to help her prepare the ingredients.

The two of them quickly got busy, and Qingjian Liuli was tortured by the picky Qiyuan Takeshi... no, he was trained by his famous teacher for half a year, and he was already quite good in the kitchen. Mai was a little surprised.

Well, she originally thought that Qingjian Ruri was bragging, and it was impossible for her to be "in charge of women's cuisine in Dongtamacho". After all, such a beautiful girl would like to go to the kitchen, but now it seems that Qingjian Ruri's cooking skills are a trick There are traces of one style, and occasionally ingenuity, and each has its own ingenuity when you think about it carefully.

On the whole, she has a hint of a chef's demeanor, which is probably inherited from a famous master.

Sugata Mai couldn't help asking: "Sister Kiyomi, have you ever studied cooking?"

Qing Jian Liuli held back her complacency, and hummed: "I didn't learn it on purpose, I just cook at home. That... three meals a day at home are basically cooked by me. Practice makes perfect!"

"You are amazing, Kiyomi sister." Sugata Mai sincerely praised.

"It can't be said to be great, but it's just so-so." Seeing that the corners of Liuli's mouth were bent, Qing tried not to laugh out loud, but was very happy in her heart.

What a good boy, you can tell at a glance that I'm amazing, unlike Takeshi Qiyuan, who hates this or that all day long, and doesn't say a good word from his mouth.

"It's really powerful." Mai Sugata looked at the squid on the cutting board and said, "I can see kung fu in small places, and I can see that my sister's wheat ear flower knife is really good."

Qing Jian Liuli was surprised: "Do you know this kind of flower knife technique?" Although this is not a special skill, ordinary children should not know it.

Mai Sugata smiled shyly: "Yes, I will go to the cooking class to learn during the holidays, and a teacher taught me. Well, our teacher's husband is Chinese. The teacher said that he attaches great importance to knife skills, and thinks it is the most important basic skill."

"Knife skills are indeed very important. Only when knife skills are good can we talk about controlling the heat." Qingjian Liuli immediately recalled Qiyuan Takeshi's daily reprimands, and said it smoothly, "It seems that we are going to stir-fry in a pot. The main point is to control the temperature of the fire, if you want to make it less, you will grow, and if you have more, you will grow old, if the knife is not good, it is impossible to do it."

Of course, Takeshi Qiyuan said more than this, like cutting meat on paper, cutting the meat into slices, the slices have the same weight, and there is no trace on the paper, this is considered a small skill, and then we can talk about perfect control of the fire , but she felt that this was like nonsense, it was basically impossible, so she didn't say it out of embarrassment.

While the two of them were cooking, they discussed their culinary skills. Qing saw that although Liuli could not do well on some things, she was scolded every day. She remembered what Qiyuan Wu said, and now she speaks clearly and logically, with many points of view. It is convincing from a high altitude.

At least pretending to be a culinary genius is enough.

Takeshi Qihara came back from buying tofu, saw the two girls chatting lively, smiled and didn't care, put down the tofu, and then went to Sukada Yukio's study to think about how he was poisoned.

But there was still no clue, but Yukio Sukada had a few good books in his collection, so he flipped through them casually when he was bored.

More than an hour later, Qing Jian Liuli shouted for dinner in the living room, and then he leisurely went to the dining room.

In the dining room, the steaming four dishes and one soup have been set up. Besides, there are two small cold dishes. Qing Jian Liuli handed him a bowl of rice and said happily: "Ma Yijiang also made two dishes, they must be delicious !"

She was vaccinating him in advance, so that he would not be able to spit out ivory in his mouth like he was at home.

Qiyuan Wu understood, but he didn't take it to heart. He wouldn't do such a mindless thing in the first place. Even Qing Jian Liuli, he never pointed out her shortcomings in front of outsiders—teaching her face to face and teaching her behind her back. Friends, pointing out the shortcomings of friends in public is not kind, it is unsophisticated, he is not that brainless.

He just smiled and said, "Then I'll have a good taste."

Mai Sugata smiled sheepishly: "It may not necessarily suit Qihara Nissan's taste."

"It's definitely a match!" Qingjian Liuli immediately made decisions for Takeshi Qiyuan's tongue, and showed off for her by the way, "Look, Mai-chan has also learned cooking skills, how well this chrysanthemum knife is used."

This is a small cold dish of Japanese traditional cuisine, called Fengliang Tofu, but in general izakaya, the tofu is flat and cut into small pieces, and then topped with sauce, it can be used to accompany wine.

However, Mai Sugata obviously improved on this. She used the chrysanthemum knife method to cut a piece of ordinary tofu into thousands of petals and stamens. It was really like a blooming chrysanthemum. , at least the word "color" fully meets the standard-this is already very rare for an ordinary cold dish.

Takeshi Qihara also had to admit that Mai Sugada's knife skills are quite good, at least very solid, and he has put in a lot of effort, so he asked her with a smile, "Have you learned all 36 kinds of flower knives?"

Of course, there must be more than 36 kinds of flower knives. Cooking skills can always be constantly updated. There must be people who are constantly thinking about new techniques, but as a basic skill, no matter how new techniques are, they basically come from these 36 styles.

Mai Sukata was stunned for a moment, and became more and more embarrassed. She pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "No, this is the first time I know that there are 36 kinds of flower knives."

"Then how many kinds have you learned?" Qing Jian Liuli was also the first to know that flower knives can be divided into 36 kinds, and couldn't help being curious.Takeshi Qiyuan only taught her five commonly used ones, that is, to learn these five kinds, Takeshi Qiyuan asked her at least [-] times, "Are you a hand or a pig's trotter".

Mai Sukada looked up and recalled for a while, and said shyly, "I've only seen 26 kinds."

"Master of Lu cuisine!" Takeshi Qiyuan remembered that the older generation of Lu cuisine knives passed on their skills, and there were 26 kinds of flower knives to learn.

Mai Sugata didn't quite understand, but she still said, "It's the husband of our cooking class teacher, and he is occasionally invited by our teacher to do demonstrations."

Qi Yuanwu nodded, not too strange.Since the 70s, Chinese restaurants have blossomed all over the world, and it is not uncommon for chefs to go to Hokkaido to earn foreign exchange.

He took a spoon to scoop up Fengliang tofu, and said with a smile, "I'll try it."

Qing Jian Liuli waited for a while, and asked with concern: "How does it taste?"

"Very good." Takeshi Qihara tasted it, and Mai Okisugada praised, "I really put my heart into it. The time to freeze the tofu with ice cubes is just right. It's cold but not iced. I'm afraid it will affect the taste. I don't use traditional ginger paste. Instead, it uses fresh ginger juice mixed with sweet light soy sauce, and a little bit of sesame oil and okra juice, the flavor wheel is harmonious and unified but has a unique charm, there is nothing to be picky about, it is very refreshing, and the improvement is quite successful."

Mai Sukata didn't expect that Takeshi Qihara just took a bite, and even tasted the recipe of the sauce that she figured out by herself. She was a little surprised, but immediately smiled shyly: "Nissan Qihara has won the prize, I just tried it casually." try."

Qingjian Liuli couldn't help it anymore, Qiyuan Wuke had never praised her so much before, and tried to scoop up tofu with a spoon, and found that the tofu was cool, salty and slightly sweet, just to get rid of the beany smell but did not cover it up To live in the bean fragrance, the way of pouring the sauce seems to be particular. Every piece of tofu is covered with the same sauce, and it is slippery, with a slightly numb aftertaste.

There is numbness in the cold, and it is really refreshing.

Even if it's just a small cold dish, it's still not as tasty as meat, but she has to admit that it's really quite good.

She said honestly: "It does taste good."

On the other side, Mai Sugata thanked her and moved her chopsticks. She picked some lion's head and tasted it. She rushed to Qingjian Liuli and said with a smile, "My sister's level is much higher than mine. Meatballs are delicious."

Seeing Liuli happy again, Qing immediately said: "Then you eat more."

"Okay, see you sister."

Seeing that Liuli gave Qiyuan Wu another cup, he hummed and said, "Try it too."

Wu Qiyuan tasted it, but didn't say anything. After all, this is not at home, so there is no need for Luo Qingjian Liuli's face-it can be eaten, enough to fool ordinary people, but it can't be called perfect. If he was at home, he would have started to criticize it. Order her to improve next time, but now she is a guest at someone else's house, so forget it!
Seeing that Liuli didn't get the compliment, Qing rolled his eyes at him, bowed his head and started to eat, and after eating for a while, he heard Mai Sugata ask Takeshi Qihara: "Nissan Qihara, is there any progress in my father's case?"

"Not yet." Takeshi Qiyuan replied casually.

Mai Sugata said slightly worried: "It's definitely not my mother, nor Aunt Manko."

Qiyuan Wu comforted: "There are other things that happened. Their suspicion is very small. It's just that the police are afraid of taking responsibility and are following the old rules. They will come back tomorrow at the most."

"But how did my father get poisoned?" Mai Sugata asked with concern, "It's true that no one came that day, and there was no poison in the tea. What could be the reason?"

Qingjian Liuli became strange when she heard this: "Hey, Maijiang, how do you know there is no poison in the tea? The police didn't report it at that time, right?"

Mai Kogasu seemed to be thinking about the problem of poisoning, and said absently: "I called my mother, and she was also wondering how my father was poisoned. It doesn't make sense at all. The police have inspected everything in the house. The kitchen is messy, so what else can my father eat and poison?"

Qingjian Liuli stopped her chopsticks, pursed her small oily mouth, and said in the same confusion: "Yeah, this is really strange." Then she looked at Mai Sugata, noticed that she was hesitating to speak, and couldn't help asking, "Mai-chan, do you have any ideas? Just say so, it doesn't matter if you're wrong."

Mai Sukata hesitated for a moment, looked at Takeshi Qihara and said softly: "My father was poisoned in the study, but there is nothing in the study except the cup of tea, so I was wondering... could it be my father? The medicine? My father has a bad heart and he carries the medicine with him. Could someone have secretly poisoned his medicine? "

When Qing saw Liuli, it suddenly dawned on her that she had thought of going here, and the police had already thought of this.

She patiently explained to Mai: "The police have already checked, the medicine is fine, and the onset of cyanide is very fast when taken orally, within a few seconds, and ten seconds is enough to cause death. If the poison is put in the medicine, Then after your father was poisoned, the medicine should have been scattered all over the ground, it is impossible to keep it in his pocket, and the bottle cap should not be twisted properly."

"So that's how it is." Mai Sugata was a little disappointed, "I'm sorry, sister Kiyomi, everything in the study has been inspected by the police, and I really can't think of anything else that could poison him except for the things that my father carried personally. .”

Child, there is no need to apologize for this kind of thing!
Qing Jian Liuli was about to comfort her, it was better to think wrong than not to think, and she was also full of concern!But Qiyuan Wu put down his chopsticks and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, not all the things in the study may have been checked.

"What do you mean?" Qingjian Liuli asked strangely.

Qiyuan Wu was also reminded, and after a little recollection, he said softly: "I seem to know how he was poisoned."

Qing Jian Liuli was taken aback: "You thought of it?"

Qi Yuanwu got up and walked to the living room, and said calmly: "Eight or nine is not far from ten."

Qingjian Liuli hurriedly followed, but after taking two steps, she came back and pushed Mai Sugata, looked down at her long black hair and beautiful curls, and thought about how she had just been praised by Takeshi Qihara, she was in a mood for a while complex.

Could it be that she is the heroine?
(End of this chapter)