"Girl, how can you not like to eat vegetables? Even if you don't like it, tell people that you hate meat the most. Meat-eaters despise! Yue Wenqin didn't pay attention to Qingqing's knife skills at all, but gave her a roll of the eyes and An An a medium bowl, "Eat it while it's hot, it's delicious!" ”

An An scooped a spoonful, blew it, and took a mouthful. Nodding, but still screaming.

"No one is robbing you, what's the hurry?" He hurriedly put down his chopsticks, took a bottle of cold water and prepared to pour it into his mouth.

"Swallowed!" An An opened his mouth and turned to Qingqing, "It's okay, the taste of the dish is not so strong." ”

Qingqing nodded, and put the fried cake that had just been opened into his mouth, just a small bite. The ratio of flour and glutinous rice flour is just right, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and the crispy on the outside is a layer of skin, which is the state that glutinous rice flour should have. There is no stuffing in it, so it is full of sticky glutinous rice balls. It's fried so thin, but the heat inside is just right. Now, she finally knows why Yue Wenqin made fried cakes into flowers, just to cook them. However, the soybeans and rock sugar are not ground fine enough, and it feels a little sandy. But it's a different kind of love!

"Delicious!" Qingqing smiled at Yue Wenqin and nodded.

"The vegetable porridge is cooked with yesterday's chicken soup, and it looks like vegetable porridge, but it is actually chicken porridge." Yue Wenqin took a big bite of the fried cake, his fried cake was not cut, and the whole one bit off a third, everyone could hear the sound of the outer puff pastry of the fried cake being bitten open, just listening to it, you can know how well he fried it.

Qingqing gently stirred the porridge with a spoon, blew it, slowly put it in her mouth, and nodded, "It's delicious!" ”

"What's the name of our restaurant? Also, set the menu and choose the second child. Well, shouldn't we be ready? How about the big girl's cutlery set? What do we put in the lobby? Yue Wenqin decided to get down to business, and now he can see that this family is talking about inviting a restaurant chef, just using him as a servant!

"Qingqing, what do you say?" Qiao Dayong hurriedly looked at his daughter.

"I can't choose a name! Choosing cutlery? This set of elegant seats is not good enough, and the enlarged hall is too good; As for choosing people, find people's teeth; Also, do you want to find a few second chefs, you only need to be responsible for designing the dishes, you don't need to do it yourself; The menu, whether to design one first, is classified according to cold dishes, hot stir-fries, dishes, soups, staple foods, porridge products, dim sum, and desserts. Qingqing drank the porridge slowly, "This porridge and fried cake can be put on the menu." ”

An An bit the fried cake and looked at Qingqing blankly, "Sister, you are so good!" ”

"See, your sister is so smart because she reads well, you have to be like her, study hard." He was busy patting his son.

An An nodded seriously, "I will, I will." ”

"Alas, this family is so tired!" Yue Wenqin shook his head, picked up the bowl and drank the porridge by himself.

The old man glanced up at his grandson, glanced at Yue Wenqin again, and then lowered his head and drank the porridge attentively. He didn't touch the fried cake, drank a big bowl of porridge and went out with a mouthful.

Qiao Dayong still happily took a fried cake and accompanied the old man to work, which was their usual state every morning. Of course, An An still followed as usual, and rushed to his master with a small basket of fried cakes. Of course, Qingqing wanted to help her second aunt wash the dishes at this time, but how could He let her wash it, and directly drove her to study.

In fact, Qingqing really has something to do, just now she only ate a piece of fried cake, and after she ate that cake, she kept drinking porridge, and her mind was full of things. When she was persuaded to retire by He's, she didn't insist, and went back to the study by herself, feeling that she seemed to have missed something.

Qingqing went back to the room and took the record of the fat man's murder, the fried cake cut into eight petals just now, she really felt that she must have missed something. When she returned to the study, she began to take paper to cut shoe prints, and the three shoe prints were printed on her heart. The footprints of the scene were also imprinted in her mind, and she took the footprints in the open space of the study.

"What are you doing?" Yue Wenqin came to talk to her about the menu after finishing her work, but she saw what she was doing with the blank paper footprints.

"Don't come in!" Qingqing didn't look up, she was still posing for those footprints.

An An finished delivering the fried cakes, because the yamen was fine, and the master was ready to go out. He asked Master to bring the fried cake and came back by himself. As a result, I saw that my sister was busy, so she hurriedly grabbed Yue Wenqin and 'shhh

Qingqing ignored them, she slowly stood up, first looked at the bare beams, then stared at the footprints that had just been placed on the ground, and finally, she picked up the powder and drew a human shape on the clearing.

After a few moments, she stood up, staring at the footprints, her fingers tapping lightly at the socket of her chin.

Finally, she turned around and stared at Yue Wenqin.

Yue Wenqin took a step back.

"Sister, have you solved the case again?" An An's eyes lit up.

"You didn't rush into the fat man's room, you were in that room all along; The killer jumps down, the fat man pushes you away, and you rush back again. The fat man's legs are not good, and he can't turn around and be stabbed, so the person who screamed at that time was also you! How could a person who had been stabbed in the throat scream? The fat man sees you coming back and pounces on you, and he wants to protect you. And you catch him with your hands, and you take it with both hands, and you want him to stand; The killer rushes over and slaps you on the back of the neck, when the fat man is still alive, he sees the palm, and he uses what little strength he has left to pull you back! You can live now, not only because of your copper plate, but because he helped you unload your strength. Qingqing looked at Yue Wenqin and pointed at him, "The person the killer wants to kill has always been you!" ”

An An looked at Qingqing, her mouth slightly open, and her face was sluggish.

Yue Wenqin was also stunned, looked down at the footprints on the ground, and then at Qingqing, "What do you want to drink?" ”

Qingqing recovered herself, then blushed, and hurriedly prepared to scratch out the picture below.

"Sister, is this what the scene was like at that time?" An An jumped in cautiously on tiptoe, looking at everything on the ground.

"The footprints were messy at the time, and because I caught the killer at the time, I didn't think much of it. Now again, the details! Sure enough, I overlooked too many details! "Qingqing is the shy and shy eldest lady of the Qiao family who Yue Wenqin knows at this time, but she can still speak to An An!

"Which is the fat man!" An An looked at the footprints on the ground enthusiastically, he hadn't had a chance to follow the scene yet.

"See, this thicker foot is fat, the thinner one is Brother Yue, and the half of the footprints are the murderer...... Qingqing slowly told An An about the footprints at the scene, what each footprint represents.

Yue Wenqin looked at her teaching An An blankly, and he believed that this must be all the situation at the scene at that time, every step of the way.

"You were there?" Yue Wenqin looked at Qingqing.