"...They will contact investigators and retest in the near future."
In the Bizarre Detective Agency, Lu Li told Anna about the experience of the laundry.
"I've never heard of it..." Anna put down the recipe and muttered.
One month spent by Lu Li's side was more than she had spent in the past eighteen years.
"Would you be in danger if the leaves broke?"
"It just shows the condition of my body and won't make me worse."
"Oh." Anna nodded suddenly, and suddenly said excitedly: "Are you hungry?"
Lu Li said nothing and looked at him questioningly.
Anna proudly shook the cookbook that recorded the cooking steps: "I have learned how to cook. If you can buy the ingredients, I can prepare breakfast for you."
Lu Li was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay."
You will save money if you cook for yourself.
Lu Li's permission...or indulgence made Anna a little proud. After Lu Li went out to buy groceries, she slipped into the kitchen, prepared matches, oil paper, and firewood by the stove, washed the cutting board and kitchen knives, and if they were not insubstantial,
She will also wear that floral apron - although it doesn't look very good, it will look very professional.
While waiting for Lu Li to come back, Anna took the time to pick up the cookbook and learn about cooking.
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"Just caught cod, five shillings a pound!"
"Pork is 16 shillings a pound, offal only 6 shillings!"
“Nathan Esther’s greens!”
At the market at the end of Sailor Street, the sounds of sellers sounded from both sides of the street. The smell of fish and sweat was mixed in the air.
Merchants carrying bamboo baskets set up stalls along the ditches on both sides of the street.
Although he wanted to save money, Lu Li's straightforwardness had not changed. He did not ask the prices at each stall like most housewives, and then compared them to find the lowest price among them, and then went back to bargain until he bought something at a price he was satisfied with.
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Lu Li believes that the time wasted in bargaining is more important than the benefits gained from bargaining.
He came to the first stall outside the market. Before he could speak, the owner of the stall, a stocky aunt, asked enthusiastically: "What does this gentleman want? Beef? Mutton? Or pork?"
"How much is it?"
Lu Li, who had never shopped for food, knew nothing about prices.
"Half a pound of pork, minced as before."
There was a voice next to him, and a woman walked up to Lu Li and said. The aunt responded, neatly cutting off a small piece from a large piece of meat, picking up two kitchen knives, grinding them against each other a few times, and chopped them into minced meat.
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While busy, she answered Lu Li: "Beef and mutton are 47 shillings per pound, and pork is only 16 shillings."
"It was still 42 shillings a few days ago. When will this increase..." the woman lamented.
The aunt replied: "There are fewer and fewer cattle and sheep, and I heard that the hurricane hit Nathan Esther two days ago and swept away a lot of cattle and sheep. The price will increase in the next few days."
"It's so expensive, I'm afraid those lawyers and doctors can't even afford it a few times."
The two of them started talking to each other.
This world is not only unfriendly to humans. The stagnation of plants is tantamount to catastrophe for most herbivores. Only pigs, as omnivores, can remain stable. However, they have also increased due to large demand.
"Two pounds of lean pork," Lu Li said.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The aunt helped the woman chop the meat, cut off a piece of lean meat and threw it on the scale. When it was equal to the 2-pound weight on the other side of the scale, she took it off and put it into a cowhide bag, and handed it to Lu Li.
"32 shillings, just give me 30 shillings."
Lu Li handed over thirty shillings, took the cowhide bag, turned around and followed the crowd to another vegetable stall.
Compared to the stalls selling beef, sheep, pork and fish, the vegetable stalls were relatively deserted. Some customers would ask about the price and then walk away shaking their heads.
The price of vegetables is staggering, almost the same as beef and mutton, and the price of two pounds of pork can buy one pound of carrots. Only jicama, which is easy to preserve and has a large yield, or potatoes has not increased much.
Lu Li chose to humiliate himself at this price: "One pound of potatoes."
A minute later, Lu Li left the market with two pounds of pork, one pound of potatoes, and a small bag of sea salt, and returned to the Longhouse Detective Agency.
Opening the door, he nodded to the neighbor who walked by and said hello, put the key under the blanket, walked towards the detective agency and closed the door behind him.
Bang--
The sound of the door closing woke up Anna who was holding the recipe in a daze. She dropped the recipe and faced Lu Li who walked to the kitchen door.
Lu Li placed the two brown paper bags next to the cutting board. Anna, who couldn't wait to show off her skills, came over and looked over the brown paper bags. Her excitement gradually cooled down: "Lu Li, you only bought these?"
"Um."
"Well..." Anna bit her finger in confusion.
"Any questions?"
"No... no problem." Anna quickly waved her hand and pushed Lu Li out of the kitchen: "Leave it to me! Just go outside and wait quietly."
Lu Li didn't say anything and returned to his desk to wait calmly.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes. No sound came from the kitchen, not even the sound of water boiling.
Lu Li stood up and came outside the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" he asked Anna, who was in a daze.
Anna turned her head around, her clear eyes filled with confusion and helplessness: "What should I do..."
Lu Li shifted his gaze and looked at the brown paper bag that was still the same - even the stove hadn't started a fire yet.
"Aren't you looking at the recipe?"
Anna's eyes regained their vitality, she picked up the cookbook that was turned to a certain page and pointed at it: "It says that you need to cut the meat into pieces and put it in the pot, wash the carrots, cut them into cubes and put them into the pot, and then chop the onions.
, pour in pepper and salt, and for the last thirty minutes pour in the cubed potatoes.”
"But all we have is pork, potatoes and salt."
For a girl who has only learned aristocratic etiquette and painting, cooking is still too complicated.
"Then make only these three kinds of food."
Lu Li said, turned and left the door, and when he reappeared a moment later, he had taken off his woolen windbreaker, rolled up his shirt sleeves and had pork and potatoes in a brown paper bag.
In the end, the food was successfully served to the table under Lu Li's care.
"We should buy a bottle of wine. I really want to know what wine tastes like."
People were passing by outside the window. On both sides of the dining table under the window, Lu Li and Anna sat opposite each other, with bubbling broth placed in the middle of the dining table.
"There will be a chance."
Lu Li watched Anna ladle up a portion of broth, put the wooden bowl in front of him, picked up the spoon, scooped it up, blew away the heat, and took a sip.
"How's it going?" Anna on the opposite side blinked.
Lu Li raised his head and looked at her silently, saying nothing.
Well, at least he didn't say it tasted bad.
Anna said to herself that life will always get better and better.