Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 204 Bet
Under the pale light of the cold chain area, An He was checking the contents of the shopping cart on the memo on his mobile phone.

"I've almost bought all the ingredients, and the next step is seafood."

He put down his phone and suddenly felt his arms empty. Miyano Shiho, who had been holding his arm, had come to the refrigerator. The glass reflected her long legs, which were whiter than ice, so much so that Anhe felt cold just looking at them.

"Let me do it." He walked over considerately, wanting to keep her away from the air conditioning.

However, Miyano Shiho had already quickly sentenced this batch of fresh produce to death by using the light: "The sugar core of the South African abalone is not transparent enough, and the hem is ugly. The quality is not good."

"It doesn't matter, we have a lot of patience." An He said that there is plenty of time to slowly choose.

Unable to withstand the cold air from the freezer, Miyano Shiho shivered slightly, then stamped her feet lightly and hugged his arm, using Awa-kun's body temperature to relieve the cold she had just caught when identifying the seafood.

After a long period of careful selection, the two finally picked out a few seafood ingredients that satisfied both of them, and then moved to the poultry and livestock area.

Passing by a medicine shelf on the way, An He stopped and picked up a box of ibuprofen.

Miyano Shiho looked at him puzzledly at first, then found that Awa-kun was looking at her with a thoughtful look. Suddenly she understood something and tilted her head slightly, her short brown hair brushing across her reddish ears.

".It's been a long time since I felt any pain."

"It seems that controlling diet and daily routine is still very effective." An He nodded and threw the box of ibuprofen into the shopping cart.

After buying all the ingredients, the two returned to the apartment and began to prepare for today's sumptuous lunch.

Xiao Ai and Amon climbed onto the sofa in sync, looked at the busy backs of the two people in the kitchen, and tilted their heads almost at the same time.

"Hmm?"

"ga"

"Hmm."

"Gah?!"

An He cleaned all the ingredients, washed his hands, and came out to see the two guys solving riddles here. He tapped each of them on the head with his fingers.

"Uh-huh!"

"Gah!"

Amon and Xiaoai glared at Anhe with a common hatred and started to make aggressive moves.

"I advise you not to annoy Awa-kun." Miyano Shiho took out enough bowls and plates from the cupboard, then turned back to Amon and Ai and said, "He's going to show off his skills today. If you don't please him, you might not get your share."

"Hmm?!"

"Gah?!"

Xiao Ai and Amon looked at each other in shock, then moved closer to An He's feet flatteringly, their voices softened a lot.

".You guys are really flexible in your expressions." An He's mouth twitched.

"As you are, so are your pets." Miyano Shiho revealed the cruel truth.

The cat and the bird nodded in agreement, and Amon's monocle was almost thrown off.

An He was speechless for a moment.

After completing all the preparations, An He picked up the pink cat apron hanging in the kitchen. Just as he was about to tie it tightly with his backhand, he heard Miyano Shiho whisper something in his ear.

"I come."

An He was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand.

Miyano Shiho took the apron string and instead of going around behind him, faced him, looking close at him with burning eyes.

The distance between the two of them was only a few layers of thin cloth, and a dreamy touch was brewing in such close contact. Miyano Shiho pressed against his chest, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat gradually becoming a little rapid, and a malicious arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She fastened the apron's strings by feel and fastened them with deft fingers, tying a pretty bow. She then stepped back and took a look at Awa-kun's outfit.

It was like a heartwarming scene of a newlywed husband putting an apron on his beloved wife, but for some reason, the positions of both parties seemed a little confused.

"Come on." Miyano Shiho winked. "Whether we can have a wonderful lunch depends on you, chef."

"I'll try my best." An He's expression was a little solemn. Even for him, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was a big challenge.

The kitchen was filled with steam and a casserole was bubbling on the stove.

An He rolled up his sleeves twice and was about to dip the scallops into warm water when he suddenly felt someone gently pulling the apron string at the back of his waist.

"The bow is about to come undone." Miyano Shiho reminded softly, her fingertips just lightly touching his back without overstepping the mark.

Compared with her previous boldness, her radicalism seemed to have been exhausted, and implicit and conservative shyness regained the upper hand.

"Let me take care of the sea cucumbers, and you go blanch the pigeon eggs." She suggested, sharing some of the troublesome work with An He.

As a frequent visitor to the laboratory, Miyano Shi kept her knife hand very steady. She pushed her non-existent goggles, and her scalpel-like precision made the chopping board make regular clacking sounds.

Outside the kitchen, Amon took small tentative steps to move into the kitchen threshold, then hopped towards the kitchen counter. Without even spreading his wings, he jumped lightly onto the counter.

Then he took small steps towards the chopping board, looked at the poor sea cucumber lying on it, which had been gutted. He tilted his head and gently pushed his monocle that was about to fall with his wings.

"What are you looking at?" Miyano Shiho said to the bold starling in a low voice while dissecting the sea cucumber: "Be careful or you will be stewed in the stew soon."

However, clever Amon was not afraid at all. He knew that she was trying to scare him, so he walked away shaking his head, snatched away a piece of shark fin that was soaking in warm water, and then walked away with a guilty conscience.

An He looked at its fleeing back and felt that the name "Amon" was not wrong.

This is also a thief.

After processing most of the ingredients, they were put into the pot in order.

When the last slice of ham fell into the casserole, Anhe was about to put on the lid when Miyano Shiho held his wrist. "The porosity of clay is lowest at 78 degrees Celsius. Wait a little longer."

Then she pressed An He's hand and closed the lid, "Turn it clockwise to create a sealed environment with pressure."

Only when the lid was perfectly closed did she nod in satisfaction.

"I'm beginning to sympathize with those researchers in your institute." An He couldn't help but sigh.

"This is called a rigorous experimental attitude." Miyano Shiho said confidently, "Besides, I rarely go to the research institute anymore."

It takes a long time to wait for the stew to be well-seasoned. The two left the kitchen and returned to the living room, where they saw Amon and Xiaoai fighting on the sofa over the piece of shark fin that Amon had just stolen.

Miyano Shiho grabbed Ai, who had already gained the upper hand, and held her in her arms to use as a hand warmer, and easily suppressed the fight.

Xiao Ai drooped his tail dejectedly.

Amon won, holding the shark fin in his mouth, and jumped back and forth on the back of the sofa in a show of strength.

Then An He grabbed the back of Fate's wings and took the raw shark fin out of its mouth.

"We'll have the finished product soon. It would be stupid to steal the leftovers."

Amon made a reluctant "click" sound and could only watch Anhe throw his spoils into the trash can and then close the lid completely.

It was completely hopeless now.

Neither it nor Ai can pick up shark fins while pressing the trash can switch. Whoever presses the switch will create an opportunity for the other.

This is an open conspiracy!
It lowered its head weakly.

The simmering pot in the kitchen continued to emit an enticing aroma, tempting anyone who came close to uncover it.

Time soon came to half past twelve noon, and when the two people and two pets in the family could no longer wait, the alarm set by Miyano Shiho finally announced the end of the wait.

Anhe and Miyano Shiho took the bowls, chopsticks and spoons and went to the kitchen.

Even Amon and Ai followed in and stared at the fragrant casserole.

Wearing anti-scalding gloves, Miyano Shiho picked up the casserole and came to the dining table in the side hall with the expectations of the three people. Anhe put the table mat tacitly, and Miyano Shiho placed it on the table.

An He opened the lid of the pot, and the house was instantly filled with fragrance. White hot steam rose up, revealing the golden soup in the pot that looked so appetizing.

The soup is very thick, but there is no obvious oil. The freshness and fragrance of the ingredients themselves have been integrated into the soup after a long period of stewing. The beautiful abalone and fresh shrimps are wrapped in thick starch, which arouses people's most primitive desires.

After sprinkling on chopped green onions, everything is perfect.

After taking out the chicken from the broth and cutting it into small pieces, An He shared it with Xiao Ai and Amon. He also added some seafood and soup to their bowls as a snack for the two little guys.

As for what comes next, it is naturally the meal time for him and Miyano Shiho.

"A successful attempt."

As soon as he took the bite, An He knew that the cooking was a great success.

"At least on this point, there is really no room for doubt." Miyano Shiho's praise seemed very implicit.

After finishing lunch, the two worked together to wash the dishes, then took a rest on the sofa and watched TV with Ai and Amon.

After digesting the food a little, it is time for a nap.

After waking up from a nap, it was already past four in the afternoon. At the suggestion of Miyano Shiho, the two decided to go out for a walk.

"There seems to be a very popular game hall nearby." She checked her phone and found a lot of related recommendations on the community forum.

"You can go and take a look." An He said there was no problem.

"Most of the games in the arcade are fighting games." Miyano Shiho raised her finger provocatively and lifted his chin, her lake blue eyes blazing with aggression. "But there won't be any chance for you to fish in troubled waters like you did on the boat before."

She was referring to the time on the boat during the Ogasawara trip, when she and Anhe played Goofy Kitchen and Super Donkey Rio: Odyssey.

"I'll stick with you until the end." An He was not afraid at all.

"It seems that this is still not exciting enough." Miyano Shiho narrowed her eyes, "How about raising the stakes a little bit?"

"What bet?"

"We play every fighting game twice," said Shiho Miyano, expressing her idea.

"The first time is to get familiar with the operation, the second time is to play the real game and record the wins and losses."

"After playing all the competitive games, we will tally the winning and losing scores, and the one who wins more will be the winner. How about that?"

An He said, "Sure."

"But what's the stakes?" he asked curiously.

"You can have whatever you want." Miyano Shiho came closer with malicious intent, lightly touched his chest with her fingertips, and slowly drew circles, "Anyway, if I win."

“You have to do what you haven’t done before.”

"What's the matter?" An He's breathing became heavy.

"What do you say?"

Miyano Shiho looked at him with a smile on her face.

"A real man won't run away from the battlefield."

(End of this chapter)