Conan: Beika Town in the White Eyes

Three days later, early in the morning, Rhin Hinata came back again on a jog.

"Rin, you got up so early."

Xiaolan, who had just finished washing up, was wearing an apron and preparing to make breakfast.

Seeing this, Hinata Rin walked up to help. In fact, before going out for a morning run, he had already prepared the dough for making Xiaolongbao, which was probably almost fermented.

"Did you prepare this?"

Xiaolan happened to see the fermented dough covered with it. Although she was a little curious, she still did not move rashly.

Although Xiaolan has been in the kitchen for a long time, her main focus is on the Japanese cuisine field, and her kneading skills are limited to understanding.

"Well, I'm going to make Xiaolongbao, which is a more famous breakfast meal in China."

Rhin Hyuga is quite enjoying the leisurely life now. Of course, it would be even better if you don’t have to go to school.

It was a week since he came here, but he had not registered for the school yet. Because he happened to be in a long Golden Week holiday, he naturally waited until the holiday ended before reporting to the school.

Although it was quite happy, after asking Xiaolan, I found that it seemed that there was a holiday here at any time. Before he came, their Didan High School had just ended a short holiday.

Then less than two weeks later, another long holiday was coming. It seemed that going to school seemed to have become a side job, and the main job became a holiday.

I have to say that if this is the case, he thinks it is necessary to experience this.

Compared with the high school life that I had been up early and late in my previous life, this is simply paradise.

From this, Hyuga Rin began to feel that this second time travel might be a compensation for his hellish study life in high school, and he didn't have to look forward to the holiday.

While thinking, Hinata Rin didn't stop in her hand. After taking out the filling that had already been prepared last night and put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate, her hand moved quickly and with eighteen folds of thin skin and large filling, she quickly put her in her hand. Appears in your hand.

Well, even if the small dumpling is a little smaller, it is still a comparison whether the filling is large or not. As long as it is relatively large enough, you can praise it like this. Rin Hinata feels nothing wrong.

"Rin, you look very skilled and do you cook often?"

Xiaolan, who was preparing miso soup, turned around and watched the buns of Hinata Rin, looking at the movements at hand, and seemed to have a little itchy.

"It's okay, the main thing I like to eat is different from here, so in order to satisfy my picky mouth, I will inevitably do it myself. Do you want to give it a try?"

Even if he didn't turn his eyes, he wouldn't be unable to see such obvious tendencies of movement, and he immediately gave up his position to Xiaolan.

"I haven't done it before, it's bad if I messed up."

Xiaolan refused, but her body was honest and stood at the position that Hyuga Rin gave up. She picked up the bun skin with her left hand and picked up the chopsticks with her right hand and reached into the filling basin.

Not to mention, Xiaolan has a very strong hands-on ability. After all, she has nearly ten years of cooking experience. Generally, housewives who have been married for many years may not be as good as her. According to her actions she had just watched Hinata Rin, she learned to pinch it down. It's also quite impressive.

"Sister Xiaolan, what are you doing?"

"ah!"

Perhaps because she was focused on pinching buns, Xiaolan didn't notice Conan standing at the kitchen door brushing her teeth.

This guy also has a hidden halo and is elusive. If Hinata Rin had not rolled her eyes and had the observation ability far surpassed ordinary people even when it was not turned on, she might have been blinded by this guy.

Look, Xiaolan was shocked.

"Conan, really, why did you suddenly appear and scare me?"

Xiaolan's first reaction was to protect the buns in her hand, which was the fruit of her labor. The neglected classmate Conan was not so beautiful.

He said that his intuition was not wrong. After this guy came to Maori Detective Firm, Xiaolan's attention to him really decreased.

"It's okay, I'll do it. I don't make Japanese cuisine very much, but your miso soup should still be seasoned."

"Ah yes, I almost forgot." Hyuga Rin pointed to the scoundrel behind him and said. He really didn't catch a cold about this thing.

The side of the kangzi is obsessed with the dashes soup, and the side of the cherry blossom is obsessed with the miso soup. He doesn’t like to serve soup when eating. It’s good to drink boiled water. Well, this habit is also quite healthy.

Xiaolan was reluctant to let go of the Xiaolongbao in her hand. It seemed that she was quite interested in this.

"Sister Xiaolan, is this a small long bread from China?"

In order to regain the attention of childhood sweethearts, the detective classmate started to act cute with toothpaste and foam, which was enough to work hard.

“Conan, you haven't washed it clean yet. Let's go, I'll take you to the bathroom. ”

Seeing Conan full of foam, Xiaolan immediately put down the seasoned soup spoon and took Conan to rinse his mouth and wash his face. It looked a bit like the mother taking care of her son.

Hyuga Rin watched for a moment, probably not what the detective wanted to see.

But this guy's height is also strange enough. Sometimes it looks quite normal, but sometimes it is surprisingly short.

For example, now, he is obviously a seven-year-old child, but he almost has to take a foothold to hold hands with Xiaolan. This is a bit exaggerated. Yesterday, he also had to take a foothold to get the door handle. This is not like a seven-year-old child, and he is afraid of height. He hasn't arrived at the age of five.

But sometimes it is quite normal. It can only be said that it is because of the style of painting, which makes the proportions a little unbalanced, which leads to the large detectives changing in size everywhere.

The bun is a bit troublesome in the early preparation. After all, it is quite convenient. Just steam it in the pot.

The only regret is that the soy milk maker he bought before has not arrived yet. At this time, according to the animation timeline, it has not yet reached two thousand years, and online shopping has not yet emerged, so shopping from China is even more troublesome.

Fortunately, money is omnipotent. At least in terms of shopping, as long as you are willing to pay, there is really not much you can't buy. At least the soy milk machine is not in this category, it's just a bit time-consuming.

He placed an order last week, and probably he could get there this week, but it’s a pity that he can’t use it now. Otherwise, if he would eat it with Xiaolongbao, he would feel like he was having breakfast in China.

In fact, it is said that fried dough sticks are the best partner for soy milk, but if you fry too much, you can't finish it, and if you fry less, you waste oil, so he rarely makes it by himself.

"Xiaolan, is the breakfast ready? My stomach is so hungry."

Uncle Maori's loud voice came from the living room, which was rare. Uncles who are freelancers usually slept until they woke up naturally, and it was only seven o'clock now. According to usual calculations, the uncle should sleep. It's just the fragrance.

"Dad, why do you get up so early? It will take a while for breakfast."

Xiaolan walked out of the bathroom with Conan after washing up. She was also surprised by the uncle's inexplicable early morning.

After all, compared with Conan and Rin Hyuga, she is the person who is most familiar with the daily routine of Uncle Maori. The old man who is good at catching a horse and star chasing star, drinking and poisoning has never been able to go to bed late but not get up early.

Today is the sun coming out from the west?