Super Detective in the Fictional World

For example, a young lady wears long jeans with legs around her ankle, but only half the legs are covered.

Half of the leftover white flower thighs are exposed to countless laterally cut holes.

Luke remembers that he had a similar pair of jeans in his last life, and when he bought them, he had a big mouth on each side, and the next day he was patched by his mother. The patch was still the kind of cowboy cloth with the cute mice pattern.

It can only be said that the Chinese mother was so warm that she feared that her child's thighs would get cold.

The two walked in relaxed and didn't have to say hello to anyone, they barely knew each other anyway.

Selena found Karen and took the food box to the table.

Selena looked at the rest of the food on the long table when she called the chicken and put it on the long table.

At first sight, she saw a piece of food placed at the center of the table, with a small plate with its name on it - lemon peel, ginger chips and fried yellow strips.

What the hell is this? Selena's a little monstrous.

She loves to eat and Luke has cooked her many wonderful dishes, but fish is the least of them.

And Luke is typically Chinese style, squirrel fish, red roasted fish, pickled fish, spicy water boiled fish he would do, what lemon peel, ginger chips, fried yellow strips, Selena has not really heard of it.

But just looking at the look made her drool.

But this fish is obviously the treasure of the town's “table”, and no one has broken its integrity yet, and it's so beautiful.

Karen noticed her gaze and said, "That's from her new neighbor Natalie, isn't it beautiful? ”

Natalie, is she really some kind of food blogger?

Selena had this idea in her heart, and she immediately denied it: Luke kept saying to the outside that all the dishes and snacks were made by herself, would she? Not one.

Karen didn't notice the look on Selena's face. She just looked at the flower chicken, and she was curious: "What is this? Roast chicken?”

Selena laughed, "Well, it's just a Chinese-style roasted chicken, which tastes different from what we have here. ”

Karen was shocked: "Do you still cook Chinese food? ”

Many Chinese dishes are cumbersome, which many Americans know, so they won't.

Not far away Karen looked at the big German sausage on the barbecue and suddenly felt that her dishes seemed a little low-end.

In fact, not to mention the German sausage and several kinds of barbecue that her family serves, even if it's something specifically placed on this table, is Natalie's lemon-skinned ginger crumb fried yellow strip with a distinct tree and a powerful “dish”.

The second place has to be called Flower Chicken, the most distinctive.

Who made Luke fun later, he also went to Chinatown to order lotus leaf rope.

Now this specialty dish is not as good as the authentic leaves called flower chicken, but this packaging looks very frightening.

Like some chocolate wrapped in gold foil, it's intuitive. It's high-end, but is gold foil for eating? Obviously not.

The difference between the loaf and the golden leaf is that the scent of flower chicken will pop up when the wrap is opened, and it feels particularly tempting.

Karen smelled the scent and couldn't help but grunt.

She's busy greeting everyone and hasn't eaten yet.

As a full-bodied middle-aged housewife, she still has a slight preference for eating.

Selena didn't think she was more exaggerated than Karen when she first ate chicken called flowers.

She grabbed the knife and quickly cut off two chicken thighs, digging flexibly in the chicken leg for a few moments, then picked out the bones of the chicken leg.

She grabbed the two plates on the side and put one bone-cut chicken leg on each side. She whispered to Karen: "It's best to eat this chicken when it's hot, before anyone notices it, otherwise you'll have to eat the chicken's ass later. ”

Karen picked up the plate and watched Selena eat it without any courtesy.

She swallowed a mouthful of spit, and her hands quickly grabbed the fork on the side, forking a piece of chicken into her mouth.

When the chicken entered her mouth, she felt the chicken soufflé was soft and smooth, with a little aroma of wine, completely unlike a typical roasted chicken, with a little bit of sweetness, which really suited her taste.

This, of course, was Luke's deliberate change, and whoever feeds Americans is sour and sweet.

They were eating, and suddenly there was a woman's voice behind them: "Hi, neighbor. ”

Selena heard the sound and immediately turned a white eye and accelerated two times to shove her chicken legs all in her mouth: "Ah, Karen, I have a phone call to make. Answer it first. ”

Then she went straight away, as if she had not heard the greeting.

Karen had half-hanged chicken stuffed in her mouth, looked at Selena, then turned around and smiled embarrassingly: "Ah, Meg, there you are. ”

Meg bit her teeth and looked at Selena walking away, whispering: “This young man knows nothing about politeness, and when he comes, he knows he's ready to eat. ”

Karen said, “Meg, we're just about to try Selena's specialty. ”

Her second half of the sentence gave a little weight as a reminder.

Meg stunned, looked down at it and opened it, missing two thighs called Flower Chicken, sneering cold: “Isn't it just a roasted chicken? At first glance, it's based on the recipe. It's very common. ”

Karen silently swallowed the smooth, sweet chicken in her mouth and couldn't help but refute the phrase: “Actually, this is a Chinese roasted chicken, which is a very special practice. ”

Meg was choked a little bit, but still maintained a disdainful look: "It must taste awful. ”

Karen couldn't bear to say anything anymore, but she didn't have the nerve to nod her head at this obvious nonsense: “At least he tried. ”

She couldn't help but look at the corner of the table —— there was a pot of vegetable salad.

This is Meg's "specialty dish.”

However, all the raw materials for the salad, along with the glass pot that holds it, are Karen's.

Meg, this “sincerity” is touching.

Who let Meg sell the house and can't get the raw materials?

With Meg in his mouth, Karen still acted honestly, cutting another chicken's wings and putting them on his plate.

Meg wanted to nag about Selena's clothes, but she found them quite normal and had to shut up.

She was even more unhappy to see Karen eating chicken wings there.

She took a plate herself and cut off a chicken's wings with one knife: “I'd like to see how bad this roasted chicken really tastes. ”

Saying so in her mouth, she was a little suspicious: this roasted chicken smells... seems pretty good?

Meg couldn't help but sigh at the chicken wing entrance: "Well, that smells good. ”

Karen: …