Collapse, my pirated Golden Garden!

Fu Hua's brushstrokes are very distinctive. They appear thick at first glance, but appear very sharp upon closer inspection.

“Good words, good words!”

Maureen couldn't help but praise.

He took the brush handed to him by Fu Hua and began to think hard.

Just when Maureen had just put pen to paper and hadn't written a few words.

Qianjie, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but come over: "You...what are you doing?"

"Ah? Oh, it's a unique custom in Shenzhou."

After hearing this, Morin was stunned at first, then explained with a smile.

After spending so much time with Qianjie, I unconsciously overlooked the fact that Qianjie was a foreigner.

"Brother Jie, do you want to try it?"

Qianjie didn’t quite understand the significance of writing Spring Festival couplets, but he also wanted to try it himself, so he nodded and agreed.

Because Maureen was still writing, he stood aside and watched Maureen write while reading.

"Spring has come and the flowers are in full bloom. The festival has come and everything in the world is new. May everything go well as you wish."

“Why are there two long lines and one short line?”

Qianjie pondered and was a little confused.

But it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. Fu Hua’s Shenzhou Cultural Encyclopedia is here to explain them one by one for Qianjie.

After listening to Fu Hua's explanation, Qianjie suddenly realized and became more interested in writing Spring Festival couplets.

He took the brush handed to him by Mo Lin and followed suit, writing on the newly spread out couplet paper with the brush.

Because I had never used it before, my writing was crooked. Not only did I not write the couplet well, but my sleeves were also stained with ink.

Ordinary people would give up at this point.

But Qianjie was also a person who did not believe in evil. If he couldn't write well on one sheet, he would just switch to another and continue.

After trying several times in a row, Qianjie gradually became proficient in it. Although it was not as smooth as the written words, it was much more regular after all.

The two people beside him, who were watching Qianjie, refusing to believe in evil and gradually making progress, couldn't help but smile.

until…

Mo Lin said, "Brother Jie, if you keep writing failed works like this, they will be posted on your own door!"

Heard that said.

Qianjie then stopped reluctantly. It was obvious that compared to his own failed works, he still liked the better works written by Fu Hua and Mo Lin.

Everyone likes beautiful and handsome people, and Qianjie is no exception.

Chapter 4 Fu Hua's Birthday (k)

There are now eight people in the Golden Courtyard.

Excluding the two pairs that have been written now, a total of eleven pairs need to be written.

Some people may be very curious. There are only eight people, and two have been written. Shouldn't there be only six left?

That's because in addition to everyone's door, couplets also need to be posted on the gate of the Golden Courtyard, the two bathrooms, and the lounge and workroom that have been renovated.

In short, as long as there is a door, Morin will arrange it for you (empty rooms are not counted).

So next Fu Hua wrote five sets, Mo Lin wrote six sets, and then Qian Jie, who was tall and had more free time, pasted them one by one.

The Golden Courtyard finally became festive.

Mo Lin and the others stood outside looking at the Spring Festival couplets posted on the door, and nodded with satisfaction.

Morin clapped his hands: "Now we just have to wait for the doctor and the others to come back and do the general cleaning."

Qianjie had no doubts this time, because when he was pasting the couplets, Fu Hua's encyclopedia taught him a lot about the customs of New Year's Eve and the Spring Festival.

In fact, even if Fu Hua didn't explain, Qianjie would be able to understand.

New Year, new atmosphere, we must greet the New Year with a brand new attitude.

Of course, although there are smart cleaning robots to help with cleaning, some things are still better done by yourself, which gives you a greater sense of accomplishment.

Morin squatted down and looked at the smart cleaning robot with a smile: "How about giving you a day off today? Are you happy?"

"Beep...?" The smart cleaning robot made two sounds, as if asking whether it was true or not.

Morin had no intention of teasing it. When the smart cleaning robot saw Morin's answer, "Really?", it almost went crazy with joy.

It seems that Maureen is not so hateful after all.

Little Snake No. 1, who was eavesdropping on the side, shed tears. Why... why...

Why am I not the one on holiday?

Is it because I didn’t do well enough?

Answer me boy!

Fu Hua looked at the smart cleaning robot with pitiful eyes.

Even after being sold, someone still counts the money.

Alas, who told you to deal with such a black-hearted boss?

Suddenly Fu Hua's cell phone rang.

She took it out and checked it and found that it was a symbol that she hadn't contacted for some days.

[Sister: Old antique, please come to my dormitory. I need to talk to you about something. I’m waiting online. It’s urgent.]

Fu Hua frowned: "Why are you so mysterious?"

"Oh." Then he sighed again. What else could he do about his sister?

She said something to everyone, went back to her room, changed her clothes, and started to go to Fu Shi's dormitory.

In fact, it is better to think of it as a big villa than a dormitory.

After Fu Hua told Fu Shi that she didn't have much money on her.

Fu Shi suddenly became unwilling to stay with Fu Hua. After all, she came here to enjoy life, not to suffer.

So he used his power as a boss a little bit and asked Cheng Xue to prepare a villa for her, which she called a dormitory.

At the same time, he also started working at the farm, but unlike Fu Hua, he did not start from the bottom, but directly became Fu Hua's boss.

On weekdays, he either plays with Chi Yuan or pulls Old Chen's beard.

The farm was in chaos.

Cheng Xue didn't care after seeing it, as it was not a big deal anyway. She also knew that Fu Shi was venting the emotions that had been accumulated over the years.

So I totally agree with it.

Fu Hua could only hold her forehead in her hand.

And just when Fu Hua was still on the road.

Fu Shi in the "dormitory" sat on the chair and shook his feet impatiently.

She was still mumbling, "Why hasn't the old antique come yet?"

"It's hard to have a birthday for an old antique."

Just when Fu Shi was about to jump off the chair and go find Fu Hua, Cheng Xue's voice rang in her ears.

"Okay, Xiaozhi, Xiaohua lives in the Golden Courtyard, which is very far away from here. How could she get here so quickly?"

Today, Cheng Xue did not wear the suit and trousers she usually wore to work, but instead changed into a long dress.

The sharpness in his eyebrows and eyes became slightly softer.

Although Cheng Xue is indeed a very gentle person in her daily life, the heroic look in her eyes often causes misunderstandings from others.

I think Cheng Xue would be a very difficult person to get along with.

Fu Shi pouted and said loudly: "I know, I know."

"Like an old woman."

Cheng Xue felt a little amused and shook her head.

"Didn't you say you wanted to give Xiaohua a surprise?"

"You're running straight over here now. With Xiaohua's intelligence, he can definitely guess that you have some ulterior motives."

...

...

After Fu Hua left, Mo Lin looked at her back and thought for a long time.

Finally, he decided to go to the kitchen and prepare another birthday gift for Fu Hua.

It’s not that he felt that his previous preparations were not good enough, but there are only wrong names in this world, but no wrong nicknames.

Fu Shi was not wrong in calling Fu Hua "old antique".

Fu Hua still prefers the ancient traditions of Shenzhou in some things.

Just in case, Mo Lin still thought it would be safer to prepare a bowl of longevity noodles!

He washed the chopping board and prepared the ingredients.

First pour the high-gluten flour into a bowl, add salt and mix evenly, then add water to make dough, knead it until it is soft, and let it rest for 30 minutes.

Use the waiting time to make bone broth.

After 30 minutes, the bone soup is cooking and the noodles are ready.

Put the dough on the chopping board and roll it into long strips of uniform thickness.

Brush another bowl with oil, roll out the dough into long strips of even thickness, brush it with oil again, and let it rest for 30 minutes.

After another 30 minutes, take out the long dough.

Gradually knead and stretch the long noodles. When the noodles are stretched to the thickness of your little finger, you can put the noodles back into the oil bowl and plate them.

Use the short waiting time to boil the water in the pot, take out the noodles and side dishes and put them in quickly.

Take out another empty bowl and take out the bone soup that has been simmering for nearly two hours, pour it into the empty bowl, and add salt, chicken essence, pepper and other seasonings.

Then add the cooked noodles and side dishes, stir, and finally add the prepared quail eggs, cherry tomatoes, mushrooms, etc.

Sprinkle with chopped green onions and a bowl of delicious longevity noodles is ready!

Maureen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's really not easy!"

He looked at the longevity noodles and felt a great sense of accomplishment. It was his first time making it, but he didn't expect it to look so good.

only…

"It seems a little early?"

Maureen felt a little embarrassed. Noodles were not like cakes or something like that. They would not change their taste after being left for a long time.

Noodles will become lumpy and taste bad if left for too long, so noodles taste best when they are fresh out of the pot.

"Forget it, I'll eat it myself!"

Maureen hesitated for a while before making up his mind, since he had extra side dishes and bone broth at home anyway.

You can also eat this portion to taste and see if it needs to be adjusted.

Maureen convinced herself, a smile appeared on her face, and she took the noodles to the kitchen and sat down.

Just when he was about to taste it, he suddenly felt a deadly gaze from behind him.

He looked back and found that Qianjie and Greyjoy had returned without him noticing.

"Stare~"

Qianjie and the others stared at Mo Lin.

Then Qianjie spoke quietly, "Are you eating something behind our backs?"