Medical Officer Royal Kitchen

Xu Tenglei is telling the truth. He is not easy to be the village chief. Xujia Village has a large population. Although it is divided into upper, middle and lower villages, the population is still larger than other ordinary villages. There is nothing to worry about in terms of management, but that is it. The winter money allocated by the government was very little, because the village did not contribute to the county, so naturally it did not receive any attention. If this continued, Xujia Village would have to be the poorest and most useless village household in Bingliang County.

How did Mo Jingchen know these things, he thought this world was just like the ancient times, there were not so many things.

The Huazhou continent is not the ancient times in history. On this continent, there are still many things that Mo Jingchen doesn't know. The Huayang country he knows is just a corner of Lengshan.

Mo Jingchen was shaken by Xu Tenglei's words. If he could make Xujiacun rich, it would be a meritorious deed. Moreover, when Mr. Mo was alive, he was always doing good things for Xujiacun.

He thought for a while, and said, "Well, I can agree to participate in the competition, and I will do my best, but I can't guarantee whether I can win the first prize."

Xu Tenglei was overjoyed when he heard it, and patted him on the shoulder, "As long as you can participate, the first prize will undoubtedly be yours. We all in the village believe that, even if the development is really abnormal by then, it will be all right to win the second and third prizes." Yes, the bonus is also very generous. The most important thing is to let the county know that our Xujia Village is not without people. At that time, you will not only contribute to Bingliang County, but also a great contributor to our Xujia Village. His name is engraved on the Zusi hall plaque, and he has become a big celebrity for generations."

Xu Tenglei was very excited. Now it is a peaceful world, but he still has to rely on himself if he wants to live a poor life.

Mo Jingchen didn't think too much about it, he happened to go to the outside world to see what kind of world it was, and he didn't have to think about someone who disappeared. He didn't know where he was now, and would he occasionally think of himself? , not showing up for a few months, there is only one possibility, he has no interest in himself.

As soon as this thought comes to my mind, I feel uncomfortable. I am not gay, and I had a wife and children in my previous life, but... I care about that man in my heart, and I have his place in my heart unconsciously. It has nothing to do with gender, age, or boundaries. I just care.

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The next day, it was snowing, and there was a flutter of fluffy snow, and the wind was blowing, making people shiver with cold.

Mo Jingchen added firewood to the fire, looked through a collection of poems, and found that there were poems by Li Bai, Wang Wei, Du Fu and other great poets and legalists, but there was no Huazhou mainland in China in 5000 years. Not to mention the Huayang Kingdom, this continent may have been caught in the time gap of 5000 years in China, and it is impossible to verify whether it is true or not.

Flipping through it casually, it's like reviewing, the room is very quiet, only the sizzle of matches, and the sound of him turning the pages of the book.When Yan'er went out to play, Wu Yan followed her. Since that incident, he would not let Yan'er go out by herself, and followed wherever she went. Her friends also said that she had long hair. Little tail.

Yan'er was not angry at all, and proudly told everyone that it was her brother bodyguard, and if anyone dared to bully her, the brother bodyguard would treat them badly.Wu Yan wasn't angry either. After getting along for a few months, he regarded Yan'er as his younger sister, so he naturally doted on her.

The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and there is also New Year's Eve here. On New Year's Eve, I think it's time to prepare some things for the New Year. My eyes see the door frame. It seems that something is missing. A pair of red couplets is missing. Here It seems that posting door couplets is not popular, but it is essential to post Spring Festival couplets during the Chinese New Year. If there are fewer, there will be no atmosphere.

When Mo Jingchen thought about it, he started to work. He closed the book, found out the pen and ink, and ran out to find some red paper. The paper was rough, but it didn't affect him at all.

Cut the paper, spread it out on the table, and began to rub the ink, thinking about what to write.

"The earth has regained its vitality in a hundred years, unified the rivers and mountains, and the great central country, and the people are in peace." And "every year, the prosperity is prosperous, the family is happy and the wealth is prosperous, the blessings, the auspicious stars are shining." It’s been a good year, written horizontally, and there’s more than enough every year.” I wrote three couplets in a row, each character is very strong through the back of the paper, flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, every word is flowing, the strokes are majestic, neat and neat without the slightest crookedness.

At this time, there was no one around, if someone must praise him for his good handwriting, he would not be able to practice this handwriting for more than ten years.

After writing the couplets, put them on the ground to dry, and then mixed rice paste to paste the couplets. If Yan'er and Wu Yan saw it, they would definitely think it was very fresh.

After the rice paste was adjusted, he put on his coat and went out with the Spring Festival couplets to paste. There were exactly three doors in front of the door and the back yard door. Pasting the Spring Festival couplets was an easy job. The house is brightly lit.

"Little Chenzi, what are you doing?" Someone passed by the house and saw Mo Jingchen busy, so he asked curiously.

Mo Jingchen turned around and smiled slightly when he saw him, Xu Guangyuan, Xu Li's second uncle.

"I'm posting Spring Festival couplets."

"Paste Spring Festival couplets? What is that and why are you posting it?" Xu Guangyuan was very curious, as Xiao Chenzi could always come up with something new.

"Isn't it the Chinese New Year? Posting Spring Festival couplets during the New Year means saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, and it is also an indispensable tradition for the Spring Festival." If there are no Spring Festival couplets, it is not called the Spring Festival.

Xu Guangyuan is still confused. He has lived for so many years, and he has never heard of any Spring Festival couplets that will be posted in the new year. But these are really good-looking. The prosperity does not mean that everything will be prosperous in the coming year. Well, it feels good.

He said, "I want two copies too, Xiao Chenzi, why don't you write a few for me, I'll take it home and post it up, and I hope I can have a grandson next year." Hehe laugh it out.

Mo Jingchen didn't refuse, and agreed with a smile, "No problem, just wait for me for a while, I'll paste this right away." He said and pasted the last side, and it was done, it was perfect.

Mo Jingchen nodded in satisfaction, and after thinking about it, he should add two red lanterns.

"Tian Ding enters the house to celebrate the new year, and the children and grandchildren are full of longevity. Five blessings and ten? The spring is full of blessings, the children and grandchildren fill the house, good words and sentences, Xiaochenzi, you are doing well, uncle really admires you." Xu Guangyuan read this I like the two couplets very much.

"The writing is not very good, Uncle Guangyuan, don't be disgusted." Mo Jingchen smiled modestly.

"I don't dislike it. How could I give up? Your writing skills are really good. I heard that you will take the scientific examination next year. With your good handwriting, you will definitely leave a very good impression on the examiners. You may still have a good handwriting at that time." I have a special reward for you." Xu Guangyuan blew on the wet ink.

"Then I'll borrow Uncle Guangyuan's auspicious words, and I'll definitely get a full crown in the next year's scientific examination." Mo Jingchen laughed.

"You can definitely do it." He made a victory gesture, as if Mo Jingchen's first place was a certainty. "By the way, when will this be put away, I'll take it home and post it now."

"The ink can be put away when it dries up. This is rice paste. You can use this to paste." Mo Jingchen gave him the rest of the rice paste. Xu Guangyuan felt distressed when he saw the rice paste.

He said, "Xiao Chenzi, you... use such good rice paste to paste Spring Festival couplets? Wouldn't it be too extravagant?" They couldn't even eat this kind of rice paste, yet he used such expensive things to paste Spring Festival couplets .

Mo Jingchen paused, he didn't know how precious this rice paste was.

"You child, although the living conditions are better now, you can't waste it like this. It's a pity that you smashed such good food on the door." Xu Guangyuan shook his head and sighed at the half bowl of rice paste. He wanted to dig it out and eat it like that.

"Uncle Guangyuan, don't worry about this matter, just take it home and post it." The Spring Festival couplets have been circled by him and put away.

Xu Guangyuan raised his eyes to look at him, the corner of his mouth that seemed to be a half-smile made him quite embarrassed, why he stared at the rice paste for so long, it seemed like his mouth was watering.He knew that Mo Jingchen could cook, and the food he cooked was absolutely top-notch, making people salivate.

Xu Guangyuan took the Spring Festival couplets, holding rice paste in his hand, smiling again, bid farewell to Mo Jingchen, and ran home. On the way, he met someone who asked him what he was holding, but he didn't say anything. Tie, then my home and Xiaochenzi's home are unique and special.

He thought well, but he didn't know that after he left, a few more people came to Mo Jingchen's house, namely Xu Li and Xu Second Brother, and their two new friends, Xu Maoting and Xu Fandong.

Like Xu Guangyuan, they saw the Spring Festival couplets pasted on both sides of the door when they came to Mo Jingchen's house, and they were very fresh.

"Brother Chen, what new tricks are you up to? What is this post?" Xu Li pointed to the Spring Festival couplets just pasted on the door, looking curious about the baby.

Mo Jingchen replied, "It's Spring Festival couplets. It's almost Chinese New Year, so post something to celebrate it." As soon as he finished speaking, he snatched the pen and paper from his hand.

"What are Spring Festival couplets? Do they have any meaning?" Xu Li asked.

"Post Spring Festival couplets during the Spring Festival, which means saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, and doing big things in a prosperous way." Mo Jingchen replied.

As soon as Xu Li heard it, he immediately wanted a copy, and pulled Mo Jingchen to ask him to write.He has Xu Erge and Xu Maoting, and Xu Fandong naturally wants it too.

Mo Jingchen didn't refuse when he arrived, he took out all the extra red paper, taught them to fold it and cut it, and then he wrote it.Mo Jingchen's mind is full of pairs, and the writing is smooth and not difficult at all.

Several people were overwhelmed by his good calligraphy, and the writing was windy and thunderous.

"Good words, really good words, brother Jingchen, I often heard Xu Li say that you are very powerful, but I still didn't believe it. I witnessed it with my own eyes today, and I admire it very much. From now on, you will be my brother, and I will obey your orders." Xu Fandong From the bottom of my heart, I admire this young man who is younger than himself, with a calm and calm expression on his face, even a man in his twenties feels ashamed.

"You don't need to be called brother, just make friends." If you don't want to form a faction, why do you want to order.

"My friend is too unfamiliar. I, Xu Fandong, recognize you as the big brother. I hope the big brother doesn't despise the little brother." Xu Fandong definitely recognized him as the big brother.

Mo Jingchen really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't insist, so he could call him whatever he wanted.

The few people were very satisfied with getting the Spring Festival couplets, and Mo Jingchen taught them how to cook rice paste to paste the Spring Festival couplets.

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