At 5:20 pm, Orange House.

Unlike the depression before Qianyu and others set off, the Orange House was already quite lively at this time - the children of the Youth Detective Group, the high school students who had just returned from school at Didan High School, and even Gregory and others had already handed over the work for the evening to others in advance, and came here to start sharing the snacks and fruits they brought with everyone.

The boys gathered together and were having fun

"Everyone is here," Qian Yu smacked his lips at the lively living room on the first floor of the Orange House. "It was great that the first floor was designed as a complete super living room, otherwise even half of the people would have no place to stay."

"Many kids," Fusae was a little surprised. "So many cute kids are so lively that they even make people feel younger!"

"Chanyu, you are finally back," he poked his head out of the kitchen when he heard the sound of closing the door. Miyano Shibo complained angrily. "If this continues, the Thanksgiving dinner tonight will really be-"

After seeing Ms. Fusae who came back with Chiyu and Dr. Agasa, her words suddenly stopped. "You...you are..."

"Hello, my name is Fusae." The other party just greeted Shibao with a smile. "Today, I take the liberty to disturb you, I hope you can forgive me!"

The moment she reported herself, the orange house suddenly became silent.

"Fusa Painting?" Suzuki Yuanko was a little surprised. "Is it the Fusa Painting brand of the Fusa Painting?"

"Oh?" Fusae turned her eyes and stayed on Yuanzi's face for a moment. "You seem to be... the second lady of the Suzuki family? We just met at the cocktail party last weekend?"

"Yes," Suzuki Yuanko stood up quickly. "It's a pleasure to see you here."

Just as the two of them greeted each other, Ran Maori sat next to him with an unforgettable expression on his face.

"That..." In the end, she spoke. "Did you stop near Didan Primary School ten years ago?"

"Yes," Fushahui nodded immediately and looked at Xiaolan's face. "You are..."

"It was raining at that time, and you lent me an umbrella you carried!" Ran Maori was a little excited. "I promised you that you would buy the luxury goods you designed with ginkgo leaves as the logo when you grew up!"

Accompanied by Ran Maori's excited memories, Fusa's eyes also lit up. "Oh, it's you! Then the child who came home with you at that time was..."

His eyes swept around the boy, looked at Ran Mori again, and finally followed her gaze to Shinichi Kudo's face. "So that's it, it's you. That's really lucky, because the Fusapa brand has indeed been persistent until now, and it is becoming more and more prosperous!"

"Fusa painted brand?" Dr. Agasa was a little stunned. "What are you... talking about?"

"The brand I created has been working hard for more than ten years, and it has only achieved a little commercial reputation," Fushahui was quite underestimated by her achievements. "Don't care too much."

"..." Dr. Agasa, who was obviously not satisfied with such an answer, looked at Qianyu, looking for a more reliable answer.

"Miss Fusae has achieved great success in her career," Qianyu spreads her hands. "The famous luxury brand [Fusae] is her hard work. In fact, in addition to Prada, Shibo's favorite should be Fusae."

"Oh?" Fusae looked at Shibo, who was a little embarrassed because of being pointed out, and chuckled gently. "Prada, this is still the direction we are still catching up with - but I believe that Fusae will soon become an existence that can be compared with the world's top brands."

"I believe I can do it!" Shibao nodded with a smile, then greeted Qianyu. "Hurry up, come in and help!"

...

7:50 pm.

"So does the Thanksgiving turkey look like this?" Fusha looked at the turkey on the table. "I always feel that it's different from the turkey I've seen before?"

"Well, generally speaking, roasted turkeys are more orthodox," Shiba coughed a little awkwardly. "But this time, the turkey was a little bigger, so Chiho used a special processing process to speed up the cooking process. As for the price... the turkey posture may be a little unmainstream."

"It's okay, I've eaten the orthodox turkey for decades," Gregory didn't care much about it. "Eating some Japanese-style things occasionally is also a beneficial life experience supplement. However, I still have to ask, there should be no problem with the taste of this turkey?"

As he said this, he looked at Qianyu.

"Don't look at me, I'm a pure theoretical school and I haven't eaten turkey," Qian Yu waved his hand quickly. "As for this time... I didn't have time to try the taste, but theoretically speaking, the various temperature data and meat sources this time are trustworthy, so it should..."

"The problem shouldn't be big. Anyway, I used to deal with roasting turkeys like this - of course, the posture was the first time, but I don't think it was a big problem." Shibao shook his head, indicating that there shouldn't be a big problem. "Well... instead of debate like this, why don't we start it directly?"

"Okay, I'm starting!" *n

"Yeah, delicious!"

“The taste is trustworthy!”

“It seems that the shape changes really bring a better texture?”

"Agasa, don't you start?"

"Ah, this...I still want to let the young people taste it first, I will..."

"But you just wanted to grab the first bite. Didn't you know how to eat roasted turkey?"

"Okay, you guessed it - my life is still quite monotonous, so this kind of thing is for me..."

"Well... although this is the first time I've really celebrated Thanksgiving, I've eaten some roasted turkeys - do I need me to cut some for you? Or, will I teach you how to eat?"

"Ah, thank you, Fusae. I'm so embarrassed to show my timidity in front of you."

"It's okay, it's better to say that if you don't dare to show your truest side in front of me, I'll be sad, right?"

"Well... can I take this sentence as meaningless?"

"Although I'm not a pure Japanese, I'm still half a Japanese-" After the voice came here, even the voices of others nearby were slightly smaller because of this sentence. "So, you can understand everything I say in the Japanese way - in this regard, I'm not just a Japanese after all."

"Now, I really feel the mood of those Americans who were celebrating Thanksgiving at the beginning."

"Yes, I can feel it now - thank fate from the bottom of my heart for ultimately favoring us, right?"
Chapter completed!