I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Don't care about this kind of details." Guangyou waved his hand indifferently, changed his shoes and walked to the kitchen, leaving a sentence, "Quickly keep up, I am not responsible for what I miss."

"All right."

Seeing that Guangyou ignored him, Conan didn't want to sing a one-man show by himself, so he had to put on his shoes and follow Guangyou.

When he came to the kitchen, Conan saw Guangyou taking out something like cocoa powder from the refrigerator, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused: "You want to..."

Glancing at Conan, Guangyou retracted his gaze, and said lightly, "Make chocolate."

"It really isn't." Conan sighed and stepped forward to sit on the chair. "I thought it was about the server, but think about it, it's not good on the doctor's side, even if there is a server."

"Sure enough." Guangyou took out the materials and put on an apron to himself, "I know you are thinking about the server, but don't worry, when the doctor fixes the firewall, the plan can continue."

Conan understands this truth naturally, and even if the firewall and server are all set up, there won't be much progress in a short time, after all, artificial intelligence has to grow.

Unless this artificial intelligence has begun to grow before it is given to Guangyou.

"It's not impossible." Conan squeezed his chin, looked at Guangyou's busy back, and thought of a bad possibility. "It's also possible that there is no artificial intelligence at all, everything is just a prank by others."

Thinking of this, Conan sighed for a long time. He can only hope that the next thing will not go bad.

Guangyou stopped his work and turned his head to look at Conan: "Speaking of the festival, don't you prepare a gift or something?"

"Gift?" Conan was stunned, "What gift? It's the holiday season again?"

His reaction was all expected by Guangyou. Conan has always been insensitive to such things. How could anyone who can forget his birthday remember other holidays.

"Yeah, it's coming to White Day. Don't you prepare for it?" Guangyou glanced at him indifferently, then turned around and began to prepare the things he needed, such as pots and pans and some tools.

Fortunately, Kudo Yukiko knows how to cook. This kitchen is not used as a decoration. The tools and everything in it are quite complete, but there is no stock of ingredients.

In fact, even if you reserve it, it won't be used. After all, Conan can't cook food.

"It's Valentine's Day again..." Conan leaned his forehead and asked with some distress, "Why do you think there are so many holidays?"

"many?"

Looking up at Conan who was sighing, Guangyou couldn’t help shook his head, sipped, and said, “These are too many? Then don’t you know that every month’s 14th is Valentine’s Day, and January is Diary Valentine’s Day, February is traditional Valentine’s Day, March is White Day, and April is..."

Before Guangyou finished speaking, Conan felt his brain aching and interrupted: "Stop, don't say it, I lost."

Seeing Conan's appearance, Guangyou didn't continue to say, silently finishing the preparations.

"Where did these festivals come from?" Conan felt the three words "Valentine's Day" reverberating in his mind, and he didn't know who was so boring to make so many Valentine's Days.

In addition to various traditional festivals, birthdays and the like, who can remember so many?

It's really troublesome.

"Who knows." Koyo shrugged and explained to Conan, "Anyway, Japanese boys only need to remember March's, and the others are not that important."

"That's good." Conan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't let him remember these things, he couldn't remember.

Guangyou picked up the bag of cocoa powder on the table and motioned to Conan, "How about I teach you how to make chocolate?"

"Me?" Conan pointed to himself, his tone full of suspicion and unconfidence, "Forget it, I still know myself, I don't want to murder others."

"Don't be so unconfident. It's just chocolate. The process is very simple." Seeing that Conan was still not moving, Guangyou wanted to offer his assassin. "When the holiday comes, many girls in Didan High School will receive chocolates or gifts. , And then Xiaolan can only stand by and watch, or maybe someone will give Xiaolan chocolate..."

Conan couldn't sit still before the assassin was used up, got up and walked to his side and said, "Teach me."

"It's actually very easy to make chocolate." Guangyou knew that Conan was still a little unconfident, so he said with a smile, "The method is to melt the chocolate you bought, add some ingredients, pour it into the mold, and wait for it to solidify."

"..."

Conan suspected that the man in front of him was fooling him, but he had no evidence.

The chocolate made according to this process is indeed chocolate, and it is indeed made by hand, but why does he always feel something wrong?

Feeling Conan’s suspicious gaze, Guangyou quickly explained: “Don’t look at me that way. This is true. After all, most modern people are very busy. They have to go to work and school and don’t have much time to start from scratch. Those masters did the same."

"The steps of handmade chocolate are actually relatively simple, but it takes a long time."

Guangyou is doing things while popularizing science, “First, let the cocoa beans go through the steps of fermentation, exposure, roasting, and grinding, then modulate the flavor, and finally wait for it to solidify. This process will take about a week. ."

Conan probably understands what this said. He just chooses the first method honestly. Forget it by hand. He doesn't have the ability and doesn't have that much time.

"I bought cocoa powder this time, but it doesn't matter, the general method is the same." Guangyou started to demonstrate, moving very slowly so that Conan could see clearly, "I will slow down, so just follow me to do it. Really It's simple."

"it is good."

It may be that Kwangwoo's remarks just now successfully stimulated Conan. When making chocolate, he was very serious, and basically took a look at Kwangwoo after one step.

And Guangyou also slowed down quite cooperatively so that he could see clearly.

The process was fairly smooth. After all, it was simple and there were no difficult steps. It just required carefulness and patience.

...

Soon, one hour passed. At this time, the sky outside was all darkened, and the stars climbed onto the night sky, blooming with faint brilliance.

In the Kudo House, Kosuke tried to burn the cocoa paste prepared by the two of them, and then nodded with satisfaction: "It's almost done. You can put it in the refrigerator and wait for it to solidify."

Conan also tried the taste, and he was a little relieved: "I didn't expect that what I made is not only edible, but also tastes good."

"It was not difficult at first. Compared to Huaxia dishes, this thing is no longer simpler." Guangyou picked up the mold that had been prepared on the side and said, "Come on, pour this thing into the mold and make it. After finishing, you can put it in the refrigerator and wait for it to solidify."

"Ok."

Looking at the semi-finished chocolate in front of him, Conan smiled without leaving a trace. It seemed that this was the first time he made chocolate for someone else.

He felt that the taste was okay, but he didn't know what kind of comments she would make.

Suddenly some expectations...

She should like it, right?

"What are you doing in a daze?" Guangyou asked when Conan did not move, "Do you want to just send it out like this?"

"How is it possible?" Conan recovered, picked up the bowl and poured the cocoa paste into the mold. "It's just the first time I succeeded, and I am a little happy."

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