I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

In fact, it doesn't matter how fast Nan Ling slips, because Kudo Yusaku has already noticed him.

"Oh... I saw it." Kudo Yusaku put down his hand over his eyes and looked down at Conan, "The person in black is the member of the organization you met?"

"Yeah." Conan nodded. "His code name is Chat. He's quite a dangerous person."

"Although I can't see clearly from the back..." Yusaku Kudo pondered for a while, "He seems to be very young. Is this kind of person also a member of the organization?"

Conan pursed his lips, "The organization may cultivate members from an early age, which may be why he is not very old."

"If that's the case." Kudo Yusaku squinted his eyes, and his tone became a lot more serious, "The power of the organization may be greater than we thought. Shinichi, do you really not consider leaving this matter to us? ?"

Conan was hesitant this time.

"No," he finally said firmly, "I'm going to take care of this myself."

"Okay, okay." Kudo Yusaku patted his head, with a hint of doting in his tone, "Our new one has grown up. Even the modus operandi written by Dad can be cracked."

"Your technique, it's really easy to crack." Conan didn't know how to write the word 'modesty' at all, so he justly pulled his father's hand off, "Don't say it, Xiaolan still waiting for me."

"By the way, I didn't have time to ask you in the car before." Yukiko Kudo said suddenly, with gossip written all over her face, "Shinichi came to Hokkaido this time, is he dating Xiaolan's kid?"

She smiled wickedly, "It's a good choice, because Hokkaido is a romantic place."

"Mom, what did you say?" Conan immediately retorted, "How could I be with Xiaolan... Anyway, I came to Hokkaido because my uncle's friend invited me!"

"Oh, Shinichi, you're blushing." Yukiko Kudo poked Conan's face, then turned to look at Yusaku Kudo, "Husband, otherwise we'd better play here for a few days."

Kudo Yusaku didn't object at all, "Okay."

Just to avoid the editor's reminder...

Yukiko Kudo could see at a glance what he was thinking, and complained, "You are not romantic at all. I want to spend this trip as a honeymoon."

Conan felt very helpless.

My own mother is really out of line...

"What do you think, Shinichi?" Yukiko Kudo turned her attention to Conan.

"Uh...it's good, it's good." Conan said helplessly.

He doubted that if he dared to object, his own mother would be able to get him to agree.

"Look, even my son agrees that we should have a romantic vacation." Yukiko Kudo took Yusaku Kudo's arm and said affectionately, "Don't think about the plot of your novel, maybe we'll be wandering around. , can you find inspiration?"

"Well... that's what I said." Kudo Yusaku thought it made sense. "Okay, Conan, it's time for you to find Xiaolan."

Conan pouted quietly.

Call him casually when he is free, and drive him away immediately if he has something to do... Is this his own parents?

...

Nanling doesn't care if Conan is the biological son of the Kudo couple.

But he now feels like DK's own.

"I specially made Chinese food for me..." Nan Ling felt that he was about to be moved to tears, "Ah, DK, are you my reborn parents?"

——As long as there is something good to eat, he doesn't mind being his friend's son.

"I specially went to study the recipe for this dish." DK said blankly, his expression like a social elite reporting in a conference room - the ppt is neat and clean, and you can get a lot of investment at a glance. kind.

"The soup should be mixed with old hen, old duck, ham hoof, spare ribs, scallops and other ingredients into a boiling pot, add cooking wine, green onion and garlic, etc. to prepare for at least 4 hours, then chop the chicken breast until it is velvety, fill it with fresh Stir the soup into a slurry and pour it into the pot to absorb impurities. For the cabbage, use the undercooked Chinese cabbage as the raw material, and only use the tender heart that is yellow in the middle. Then pour it with broth until it is cooked..."

"But no matter how I look at it, I think this is Chinese cabbage." Antoine sat on the side and said inexplicably, "Are you sure this is delicious?"

"I don't know how to appreciate it." Nan Ling shook his head, feeling that he needed to give Antoine a lesson, "Boiled cabbage is a dish that can be served at a state banquet. The subtlety of this dish is that it looks simple, but in fact there is something in it. Just taste it and you'll know."

Antoine had no choice but to nod, "Oh."

But he had no desire to move his chopsticks at all, and looked at DK eagerly, "Is there no meat to eat?"

This is too bland! What about feeding the rabbits?

DK stopped explaining, glanced at Antoine, and let out an imperceptible sigh from his lips.

"Whenever you can stop being picky eaters, you can eat meat anytime." Nan Ling took a sip of soup, his eyes widened a little, "...It's delicious."

It's so delicious that he can't boast about any rainbow farts.

On Antoine's side, it was the complete opposite - he was about to cry, struggling to look at the boiled cabbage on the plate. 'I don't want to eat this' written all over my face.

To be honest, I can't get enough of this stuff.

"...Go to the kitchen and have a look." DK finally said helplessly.

The boiled cabbage is obviously not enough for a dinner, so of course he also made other things - just because Nan Ling said not to bring it out, he temporarily put it in the kitchen.

Nan Ling was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, Antoine had already run into the kitchen.

He opened his mouth and met DK's gaze.

The latter also clearly realized that he just seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said.

—At the same time, there was a loud bang in the kitchen.

DK:  …

Nan Ling closed his eyes in pain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said weakly, "Antoine is really fighting with the kitchen."

DK was silent for a moment. His eyes dodged a little, "...Sorry."

"No, it's fine." Nan Ling took a deep breath, "Antoine should have thought about it himself."

Doesn't he know what happens every time he enters the kitchen? After hearing DK's words, he ran into the kitchen without even thinking about it... He really doesn't need to think about it with his own head, right?

Nan Ling stood up resignedly, and DK had already walked into the kitchen first.

"Uh... Chat. I really didn't mean it." An Shitou sat on the ground and looked at Nan Ling who walked in the door with innocent eyes.

Nan Ling felt that his blood pressure had risen.

To be honest, Antoine would have just sat on the ground...

Can anyone tell Nan Ling why there is still a pot on his head?