Choosing to be a scumbag in Conan

Hoshino Terumi frowned and looked at Yoko Okino with a serious tone: "Do you know that this is dangerous? If someone accidentally hurts herself... Do you know how much trouble it will be? You know you have a lot of trouble now. Ads follow the schedule, right?"

"Yes... I know I was wrong."

Yoko Okino hurriedly admitted, not daring to refute anything: "Next time I dance, I will definitely not wear slippers..."

"It's good to know that you are wrong..."

Hoshino Terumi's tone was relieved: "It's time for you to get hot now. If you hurt yourself by wearing slippers and dancing at home, it would not be a good deal to affect your future."

"I will never dare again next time."

After Yoko Okino finished speaking, he pulled Hoshino Terumi into the living room and said with a smile: "Come on, try my mapo tofu... it's delicious."

"really?"

Hoshino Terumi expressed doubts about this: "You can't even make egg rolls... Can you control Mapo Tofu?"

"Really! I have to practice my cooking hard all this time!"

Yoko Okino brought Hoshino Terumi to the table and proudly flaunted: "Look! This is the Mapo Tofu I made!"

Although it was embarrassing to show off Lin Yi's cooking as his own cooking, Yoko Okino knew that he had to show off, otherwise, Terumi would definitely notice something tricky...who made them too familiar.

Chapter 272:

"How did you make two copies?"

Hoshino Terumi looked at the two portions of Mapo Tofu, and asked Yoko Okino curiously.

Yoko Okino pointed to the portion on the left and said, "This is the mapo tofu that I often eat, sweet and spicy."

She pointed to the one on the right again: "This one is traditional and authentic Mapo tofu, which is more spicy, and has a bit of mochi, and has more flavor levels."

"Oh? You can also make traditional and authentic Mapo tofu."

Hoshino Terumi looked at Yoko Okino with a slightly surprised look, and then said, "Then I will try these two."

With that said, she picked up the spoon and tasted the spicy and sweet Mapo Tofu first.

Chew slowly and taste carefully.

Hoshino Terumi didn't speak, but frowned.

Then, she tasted the traditional and authentic Mapo tofu on the right.

Okino Yoko reminded: "This is the first time I eat this taste, I may not be used to..."

After importing this mapo tofu, Hoshino Terumi frowned even more.

Seeing this, Yoko Okino quickly poured her a glass of beer and handed it to her.

Hoshino Terumi took over and drank more than half of it.

"Sister Terumi, how is it?" Yoko Okino looked at her with frowning frowning, and said strangely: "Isn't it delicious?"

"No... on the contrary."

Hoshino Terumi took it and looked at Yoko Okino and said, "Very delicious."

When Yoko Okino heard this, he smiled happily and said triumphantly: "It's delicious! Eat more if it is delicious, I have made a lot of it."

Hoshino Terumi put down the spoon, she stopped eating, and leaned on the chair with her arms folded, examining Yoko Okino: "It's just because it's so delicious, I don't think you made it."

"The tofu is handled very well and very elastic. The amount of salt and the heating time are well controlled. This is no longer what an ordinary chef can control."

"Secondly, the selection of meat is also very professional, very refreshing and crispy..."

"There is also the control of the seasoning. The ratio of spicy and sweet to such a large amount of Mapo tofu is very accurate."

"This plate of Mapo tofu can only be made by a chef with at least 20 years of kitchen experience."

"I haven't forgotten that when we were still in the same combination, you only cooked tofu with water, then added some salt and started eating..."

"I really don't think this is the mapo tofu that Yoko can make."

Hoshino Terumi is obsessed with mystery novels, so she is very observant. In addition, she also knows well about Yoko Okino. She immediately realized that the level of this dish of mapo tofu was far beyond what Yoko Okino could make.

As far as she knows, Yoko is so busy now that she doesn't even sleep enough. Where can she be in the mood to learn cooking?

A woman’s sixth sense told her that she didn’t make this plate of Mapo Tofu!

"..."

Oh, forgot that Terumi is a reasoning and cooking expert...

Yoko Okino murmured secretly in her heart, but she killed her and refused to admit that it was not her doing: "Terumi! I didn't do it, who else could do it?"

After that, Yoko Okino thought of something. She took out her mobile phone, showed her the notes she just made, and said, "It's really me...I strictly followed this and I copied it from the Internet. Steps to cook!."

"let me see……"

Hoshino Terumi reached out and took the handwriting that Yoko Okino had just made. After browsing, she said faintly: "The steps are very detailed... It's just that there is no mention of the amount of ingredients."

"That's because everyone's Mapo tofu is different!"

Yoko Okino said nonsense seriously: "The specific taste needs to be cooked and seasoned to make delicious Mapo tofu!"

"The final step is... to thicken, will you thicken?"

Hoshino Terumi said unceremoniously: "The last time you came to my house to cook, the thickening was as thick as shit, and the whole dish was sticky, making people lose their appetite at all! Finally, I had to go out to eat. ."

"...I'm going to be practicing."

Yoko Okino quickly got into an angry state, folded his arms and said, "I also know that I messed up last time, so I practiced repeatedly and finally mastered the knack of thickening. Although not necessarily very powerful, it is better than I was so much better before!"

"Is it really?"

Hoshino Terumi did not continue to question this aspect. Instead, she turned the phone back and pointed to the time of the handwriting: "The last modification time was twelve minutes ago..."

"I wrote down my own thoughts...the last sentence, whether the thickening is good or not, determines whether this dish is an ordinary home cooking or the treasure of the town shop!"

Yoko Okino continued to argue.

"..."

Hoshino Terumi didn't speak, she just returned the phone to Okino Yoko, and after taking a cigarette, she exhaled a long white smoke.

She was like that, Okino Yoko felt uneasy.

After that, Hoshino Terumi didn't say anything, and stood up.