AWB Chapter 820 Dumplings or Pan-fried Dumplings
Chapter 820 Dumplings or Pan-fried Dumplings
Chapter 820 Dumplings or Pan-fried Dumplings
"Yes, considering that I was given a formal dress, it should be considered a professional transformation - vampire Martin." Martin opened his hands and shook out his cloak, scaring the girls so much that they took half a step back - they thought that as soon as Martin opened his cloak, a bunch of vampire bats would fly out.
However, Martin only showed them his gorgeous gold-embroidered evening gown and had no intention of transforming into a vampire beast to launch a [Night Demon Assault].
Once the girls calmed down again and realized that Martin was not a danger to them even if he became a vampire, they began to notice another thing.
Suzuki Sonoko looked down at the homemade cross she had been holding in her hand, then looked up at Martin and was stunned. Unlike Xiaolan who immediately put the cross behind her, Sonoko tentatively brought the cross closer to Martin, observing Martin's expression all the while.
Move it closer, move it farther, move it closer again, move it farther again...Martin just raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a gentle and playful smile, his eyes moving with the changes in the position of the cross.
"Could it be that... the cross is useless against vampires?" Sonoko asked with a tone that showed some reluctance to face reality.
"After all, Jesus wouldn't be happy to see this thing." Martin stretched out his hand towards the cross. "But it's still effective against vampires. As a table knife... well, it's a silver table knife."
Vampire Martin held the homemade cross, then spread out his hands, only to see a red burn mark on the palm of his hand that matched the shape of the cross. The silver material burned him red.
"Well, it's a silver knife made of ordinary material. After equipping it, the attack power increases by 3, and the damage to evil spirits increases by 1." Martin gave a pertinent appraisal opinion.
"Also..." Martin pointed behind Xiaolan and reminded her, "Xiaolan's pan-fried chicken is going to burn."
"Ah." Xiaolan turned around in a panic, turned over the dumplings in the frying pan, then poured enough hot water to cover the bottom of the pot, covered it with a lid and simmered it.
After finishing the work, Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh...Martin-kun, these are fried dumplings."
"Gao Lao," Martin repeated. "I only recognize that this is garlic pork stuffing."
As a man with strong adaptability, who has bathed in the Ganges, turned into a fly to eat feces, and turned into a frog to eat flies, Martin has always been very tolerant of the types of food, except for strawberry mapo tofu.
As for Japanese pan-fried dumplings, Martin is not saying that they are not delicious. The combination of meat, carbohydrates and frying makes it almost impossible to make something unpalatable. Martin just thinks that it should be renamed. He does not admit that this thing should be called pan-fried dumplings when translated into Chinese, but should be called garlic-stuffed pan-fried dumplings.
At least in Martin's understanding, fried dumplings are boiled first, and then fried on the surface after drying. Japanese fried dumplings are fried on both sides first, and then boiled with water to simmer the filling, which is basically the same as pan-fried dumplings.
"You can call it whatever you want..." Xiaolan didn't argue with Martin about this, but just asked, "By the way, Martin, is garlic useful against vampires?"
As she was talking, Xiaolan began to lose confidence... Martin looked so calm standing there, it didn't seem like he had any reaction to garlic.
Unexpectedly, Martin nodded and said, "Yes, garlic is like a person who hasn't eaten garlic for 20 years smelling garlic for the first time to a vampire. The smell is so strong that it can be smelled for ten miles. You can't smell anything else."
As he spoke, Martin took the unpeeled garlic that Yuanshan Heye was still holding in her hands, peeled it and found that the garlic had already sprouted.
Because Tokura Sako has not allowed the chef to cook garlic in the past six months, the garlic in the kitchen is the one that was purchased six months ago and has not been eaten yet.
"Although the taste of sprouted garlic will become lighter, you can still eat it just as long as you cut off the head and tail." Xiaolan made an OK gesture: "When I gave it to my father and Conan, they never tasted it."
Martin nodded in agreement and continued peeling garlic. "The saying that vampires are afraid of garlic actually comes from the fact that ancient Nigerians lacked knowledge and believed that illness was the result of being cursed by evil spirits. Then their wizards discovered that people who often ate garlic got sick much less often than those who did not. So there was a saying that garlic could drive away evil spirits."
After peeling off two cloves of garlic that were white with a hint of yellow-green, Martin broke off the tails attached to the roots, then threw them directly into his mouth and began chewing.
The girls' faces were filled with complete despair, which fully proved that all the methods they had found were completely useless against vampires.
"Inhale - exhale - sure enough, after eating garlic, I can hardly smell the garlic in the air." Martin nodded with satisfaction, and then ate another garlic pancake that had just come out of the pot. Xiaolan's cooking skills were quite delicious.
Martin frowned slightly. He could no longer smell the garlic in the air, which meant that the smell of rancid blood became stronger in his sense of smell. "It's delicious, although I'm more used to eating it with garlic dipped in soy sauce - I'm going to play with the great detective, bye~"
Waving his hand, Martin once again turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared in front of their horrified gazes.
Also taken away was the enthusiasm of the girls who were determined to escape from the vampires by making dumplings.
"Garlic, silver, crosses... these are useless against vampires."
"Should we... continue?"
"It's not good to give up halfway. Use up the noodles and fillings and put them in the refrigerator."
Behind the girls, in the dark corner of the kitchen, someone else was wiping the saliva dripping from the tips of his teeth, staring at their backs with greedy eyes without blinking.
……
The sound of the explosion caused Hanekawa Johei (eldest daughter's lover), Torakura Ruri (second son's wife) and Torakura Mina (second daughter) to come out to check the situation, while Torakura Moriyo (eldest daughter), Torakura Masanobu (second son) and Torakura Kishiharu (third son) were nowhere to be seen.
"I've called to confirm that the explosion caused the tunnel to collapse, and the excavator won't be in place until tomorrow morning. The old housekeeper said that the road is the only way connecting here to the outside world, plus the storm, we are completely trapped here, and Officer Otaki and Mr. Maori Kogoro can't come back either." Hattori Heiji said: "In addition, the blood sample has preliminary test results, and the blood type of the blood sample is AB."
Such ordinary news made several people in the Yincang family, including the housekeeper and the cook who passed by, change their expressions drastically.
"Mr. Torakura Sakoya, you are not type AB?"
"The master has type A blood. Because he was injured in an accident two years ago, everyone in the mansion had their blood tested." The old housekeeper said in a trembling voice, "Only one person's blood type is AB... Miss Shimizu who was murdered half a year ago."
He was the victim whose body was found half a year ago with almost all the blood drained out.
But why did the blood of the deceased half a year ago appear in the coffin of Torakura Sakoya? And it was still fresh and could be dipped into a cotton swab.
After confirmation by the old housekeeper, several people in the Yincang family were in poor condition.
"Could it be that Big Brother preserved her blood and drank it secretly?"
Hanekawa Johei was the most excited and scared: "Could it be that the police made a mistake? It would be better to do another detailed test? Do a DNA comparison or something?"
Then he turned his head and looked around, but didn't see Inakura Moriyo: "Where's my dear? Who has seen my dear!?"
"Where's Kishiji? Kishiji is missing too!"
"I'm going to develop the photos..." Inakura Kishiji came out at this time: "I know what condition big brother is in now..."
The three detectives looked at him in surprise, and several people from the Tonkura family surrounded him anxiously.
"My eldest brother... I'm afraid he has really turned into a demon." Tonkura Kishiji said as he took out the family photo they had taken not long ago.
In the photo, just as the girls saw at that time, the vampire-like Torakura Sakuya was standing between Torakura Mamoru and Hanekawa Johei and attending the family photo shoot. His body was translucent, and the wall and mirror behind him could be seen.
(End of this chapter)