Chapter 13, Miss Witch’s Prank

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Inside a shabby rental apartment.

The new drinking water device that has just been installed is emitting a silver metallic light. This is also the latest alchemy product adopted by Clarence Water Company. It is called a fully automatic water dispenser. Every clockwork and gear is shining in the sun. Exudes mechanical beauty.

Above the hexagonal water dispenser is a dial meter that records water consumption.

There is a coin slot in the middle. If no coin is inserted, the water will be cut off directly, which indeed saves the Clarence Water Company a lot of trouble.

While Locke was still admiring the iron lump, Miss Witch suddenly asked,

"Humble servant, have you noticed a serious problem?"

"what is the problem?"

Locke asked doubtfully.

"Don't you think the place you live in is too shabby? It is completely unworthy of my status as a witch. Why are the windows broken? Why is the sofa so old? Why is there dust on the floor? Why is there no tablecloth on the table? Why is the kitchen..."

Erin asked more than 30 questions in one breath.

Locke's brows couldn't help but frown.

When Mingming first moved in, she had no complaints and was even willing to sleep on the old sofa.

Why are there problems everywhere now?

Could it be that because I had previously suspected that Miss Witch had sucked everyone's life force, is she now taking revenge on herself?

Miss Witch's desire for revenge is really not that strong.

So Locke didn't go anywhere today and spent the whole day cleaning the house.

From the living room to the kitchen, from the windows to the cobwebs in the corners, everything was cleaned, just like a spring cleaning for New Year's Eve, not a single corner was spared.

The most important thing is that Miss Cat has to personally inspect and give orders from time to time.

"No, there's still dust, try again."

"Here, here, here, do your eyes go up to your butt?"

"Look, my claws can still leave marks. They are not qualified."…

Locke was so tired that he lay down on the polished floor tiles, "Miss Witch, do you have mysophobia?"

"No, please call me noble master."

It's just a cat, so be arrogant. When the favorability reaches 100, I want you to clean the toilet a hundred times!

Locke muttered in his heart, but his hands and feet did not obey his orders and kept busy.

When Hannah came back in the evening, she found that her home had a completely new look.

The rust on the rusty iron door has been completely removed, like a brand new door. The floor of the apartment is as clean as if it has been sprinkled with a layer of oil, giving off a faint glow under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The dining table that was missing one corner was now missing four corners, but looked like a new octagonal table.

The broken window glass was completely replaced with new glass, and there were no more old newspapers stuck to it.

A clean blanket is spread on the old sofa, which makes it look warmer and tidier.

The room was spotless, even in the light, there was no dust flying.

The newly purchased fully automatic water dispenser reflects dazzling light.

Hannah almost thought she had entered the wrong house.

If she hadn't seen Locke and Xiao Ai in the house, she would probably have chosen to turn around and leave.

"what happened?"

Hannah took off her coat, hung it on the coat rack, and asked the beautiful boy with black hair and brown eyes in surprise.

She even reached out and touched her brother's forehead, fearing whether he had a fever.

"Hannah."

Locke took his sister's hand off his forehead and said seriously,

"Getting out of debt is just the first step. The second step is to live seriously, including cleaning."

"Well, Locke, thank you very much."

Hannah sat on the sofa.

The black cat Erin immediately gave a warning meow.

Locke immediately grabbed Hannah and sat on the wooden chair next to the dining table.

Miss Witch will probably be angry all day today. In order to prevent her from controlling Hannah's body and starting to do endless housework, Locke decided to keep her sister Hannah away from her.

"Xiao Ai isn't feeling well, so let's not disturb her."

"Ah? You feel uncomfortable. Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Hannah asked.

Locke whispered something into Hannah's ear, and Hannah showed her original expression.

Erin squinted her eyes, and her keen hearing allowed her to hear Locke's rumor.

The next second, Locke's body hugged Hannah uncontrollably and stretched his hands towards Hannah's flat chest.

Hannah opened her mouth wide in surprise, subconsciously pushed Locke away, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Hannah, it's not what you think."

Locke also had ten thousand draft horses galloping in his heart, but he didn't expect that Miss Witch's mind was only the size of a pinhead.

Before any human tragedy happened, he immediately raised his hands and surrendered.

"I'm going to make Burgundy beef stew today!!! It's known as the ultimate in beef delicacy!"

Sure enough, after saying this delicious food spell, Miss Witch stopped her pranks, lay down on the sofa, and let out a lazy meow.

Hannah broke free from her panic, regained her majesty as a sister of the family, twisted Locke's ears,

"Locke, have you followed Para's example? You actually attacked the important parts of a lady, and this lady is your respected sister. If you don't tell the reason today, there is no way you can enter the kitchen."

"Hannah."

Locke wanted to stop Hannah from saying the second half of the sentence, but it was too late.

Hannah suddenly hugged Locke's face uncontrollably and kissed him hard on the forehead.

"Loke is getting more and more handsome, and my sister can't help but want to kiss you."

Hannah immediately covered her mouth, Oops! Why did you say what was in your heart?

Locke was also stunned for a moment.

Hannah blushed and felt ashamed.

Although the two siblings were very close when they were young, since they grew up, they rarely even hold hands, let alone kiss their younger brother on the cheek.

She turned around and rushed into her room. With the slamming of the door, Locke knew that her sister was going to be autistic all day.

He touched his cheek, turned and entered the kitchen.

So, even my sister thinks she is handsome.

Locke sighed and started preparing beef stew.

Burgundy beef stew, also known as red wine beef stew, is the most famous of all beef stews in Western food. As a food blogger, Locke has naturally tried it many times.

This is my first time in this world.

The preparation process of this dish is very tedious.

Choose good cuts of beef, put them into a deep enough pot, add onions, celery, bay leaves, carrots, thyme, orange peel and other ingredients, then pour in fruity red wine, seal well, and put Marinate in refrigerator for 24 hours.

There is no refrigerator in this world, so the night before, Locke put the ingredients into sealed containers and placed them in a large vat filled with ice water to cool down, achieving the effect of a refrigerator.

I took it out today, although it was less than 24 hours, but it was enough.

After marinating, separate the wine juice, meat and side dishes, fry the beef over low heat until the surface is slightly charred, then add the side dishes and stir-fry together. After the meat changes color, pour in the previously separated wine juice and stew over high heat. Cook until the alcohol is completely evaporated and the flavors of beef and fruit wine are completely blended.

In fact, the complete process also requires the addition of bacon and fresh mushrooms, but Locke simplified these processes, leaving only the main body, and used Nimmon grass, which is equivalent to chicken essence, instead of the stock for the final flavoring. After cooking for three hours, he served it. Locke’s version of Burgundy beef stew is out.

After a pot of fragrant and crispy beef stew was served, Hannah and Eileen secreted saliva called desire at the same time.

Hannah opened the door and put the embarrassment behind her.

Irene also sat at the dining table, sitting upright and staring at the pot of beef with piercing eyes.