Chapter 188 Case File 3: The Mystery of Rose Villa Begins (4)
Seeing this, Madame Butterfly curtsied to the two of them. "It so happens that another guest has arrived. Please wait a moment. I will greet this guest and then show you the way."
Winston nodded slightly, and then saw Madame Butterfly jump lightly into the carriage. After a brief conversation, she helped a woman out of the carriage.
The woman looked to be in her fifties or sixties, with a somewhat aged face, her mouth drooping at the corners, and deep nasolabial folds on either side. Judging by her face, she didn't seem like someone who would be easy to get along with.
Her outfit was plain and simple: a white dress with a fringed shawl. Although it looked clean and tidy, its material, design, cut and price were not suitable for the high-end parties hosted by Madame Butterfly.
Madame Butterfly helped her get out of the carriage and walked up the marble steps to the gate of the mansion. When the woman looked up, she saw Winston and Is standing at the top of the steps waiting for Madame Butterfly.
She was stunned for a second, then let out an earth-shattering scream: "Ghost, ghost... Miss, Miss... Don't come over here!"
Winston: “…”
Is: “……?”
The old woman was so frightened that if Madame Butterfly had not supported her, she would have fallen backwards down the stairs. However, the old woman was completely unaware of the danger under her feet and kept slapping Madame Butterfly to break free from her support.
She seemed to be greatly stimulated and struggled hysterically. Madame Butterfly couldn't hold her back and had to let go. Then the old woman staggered and could no longer maintain her balance. She fell backwards, waving her hands.
"Oh!" Seeing that she was about to roll down the stairs, Madame Butterfly couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
A figure rushed out, grabbed the old woman's falling body, and struck her neck with a palm strike very neatly and cleanly, knocking her unconscious.
Even when the old woman seemed to be crazy, Is had already reacted. He jumped down the stairs very quickly and went around behind the old woman, thus preventing an accident from happening.
Is picked up the unconscious old woman, walked up the stairs, and then placed her safely at the door: "What happened? Why did she suddenly go crazy?"
"I don't know!" said Madame Butterfly, covering her mouth. "Oh, I'm so scared! I'm so sorry to have frightened the guests. Oh, butler! Butler!"
The housekeeper hurried out of the mansion: "Madam!"
"Mrs. Samantha has fainted. Take her back to her room to rest and give her a tranquilizer." After giving her instructions, she turned to Winston and Iss and said, "Your rooms are ready. Please follow me."
After she finished speaking, she lifted her skirt and walked towards the mansion. Winston did not rush to follow her. He frowned, as if thinking about something.
"What's going on?" Is leaned close to Winston's ear and asked in a whisper.
"This farce seems to be directed at me," Winston replied in a whisper. "It's just that I can't understand what her intentions are... Forget it, let's go inside first."
Winston's gaze swept across the mansion's courtyard, then paused briefly when he caught sight of something. A smile played on his face, and he nodded off into the distance. He then turned and strode after Madame Butterfly. "Grab your luggage, and let's go."
Is was confused and followed Winston's gaze, but all he saw was the dark bushes in the mansion's garden.
Fortunately, Is was loyal and believed whatever Winston said. He picked up the two bags he had just thrown on the ground and chased after him.
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Behind the bushes in the garden, Jiang You grabbed Andre's arm, his skull covered in gossip: "What's going on? Why did that Lady Samantha scream like she saw a ghost when she saw your brother?"
The two of them walked around from the small door to the garden and watched the game vaguely for most of the time, but they were too far away to hear anything except the old woman's screams, and they had no idea what the conflict between the people was.
"I don't know either." Andrei shrugged. "Come on, let's move the things on the cart into the house first, and then go find Winston when it's quiet at night. He just saw me, maybe he'll find a chance to order food later."
"Oh, then we have to get ready." Jiang You rubbed his bone claws excitedly. "I wonder what else Sister Yadra has prepared besides the ingredients for the dinner... Or I can go and knead the dough first so we can have noodles later. Sigh, come to think of it, we haven't eaten anything on the way here, and now we're really hungry."
"You go prepare the food first," Andre said, "and leave the luggage to me."
Jiangyou handed the key to the servants' door to Andrei and scurried into the house. She first went to the pantry to check out the ingredients and saw that Yadra had prepared a wide variety of things. Besides the ingredients she had specifically requested, the freezer was filled with beef, chicken, duck, and pork. Sausages and cured pork legs hung from the beams. Rice, flour, and beans were stacked layer upon layer on the wooden shelves, and there were also several baskets of fresh vegetables.
There was also a small note on the basket: "There is a vegetable garden in the backyard. If you don't have enough vegetables, you can pick them as you like."
"Hey! This is really good." Jiang You said happily. She found a bag of flour, moved it into the kitchen, and found pots and pans, weighed it, added water, added salt, and quickly kneaded a large dough. She put it in a basin and covered it with a wet cloth to let it rise.
It takes at least twenty minutes for the dough to rest. During this time, Jiangyou ran out again and helped Andre move the Crucible of Time and her commonly used pots and knives into the kitchen.
Then, she took out a piece of high-quality beef shank from the freezer, put it in a pot, blanched it, fished it out, put it into the Crucible of Time, set the speed to three times, and started stewing!
The beef shank, which used to take an hour to stew, now only takes 20 minutes. By the time the broth is done, the noodles are almost done rising.
Jiangyou brought a lot of things this time, including soy sauce, fermented black beans, jam and other miscellaneous sauces, not to mention utensils such as rolling pins. Andre moved them back and forth more than ten times before he put all these things properly in the kitchen and storage room.
When he put everything in place and walked into the kitchen, Jiangyou was already rolling noodles.
The lid of the crucible on the side has been opened, and the soup in the pot is bubbling as time returns to normal. Waves of rich beef aroma waft out, accompanied by the aroma of white pepper.
The dough that had been proofed was rolled into a thin sheet, sprinkled with starch and folded into three. Jiangyou picked up a sharp kitchen knife and cut it into even small pieces. Then he grabbed it and shook it, and the noodles fell into the plate.
Andre watched intently, as if he was watching a great magician performing food magic.
"Hungry?" Jiang You looked up, his skull eyes sparkling with fire. "I'll make you a bowl of beef noodles right now~!"
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