Starting Today, I’ll Work as a City Lord

As long as there are more people involved, this will gradually become one of the traditions, and it will become a fixed cultural inheritance without much selection.

Fourth sister Polly blinked her green eyes and said, "Finally let us catch up once, it's great.

Lucy looked at the four elf sisters with a smile and asked, "You are the four sisters who opened the first housekeeping company in the city, right?"

Eldest sister Rose was stunned for a moment, but later realized the meaning of housekeeping, saluted and smiled, "Yes, Your Royal Highness."

Lucy brushed her hair and said gently, "Call me Lucy, the title Your Highness Princess sounds very awkward to me now."

"Yes! Miss Lucy." "The eldest sister, Mengsi, was surprised by the other party's friendly image.

She thought she was a princess before, and she had written several popular novels, so she probably had a high profile, but that was all she thought.

The elegance displayed by the other party is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people. The friendly smile makes people feel very comfortable, and he condescends to teach ordinary people to write Spring Festival couplets, which is also very admirable.

Lucy smiled softly, motioned them to come to the table, and said, "Writing Spring Festival couplets is not an easy task, do you have the patience?"

The third sister Sheila patted her chest and said firmly, "Of course, our four sisters are the most patient."

The fourth sister, Polly, narrowed her eyes slightly and joked, "The three of us are patient, I daresay, you? I'm not sure."

The third elf sister is notoriously impatient. Once something is too troublesome, she will give up halfway through it, or even stop doing it at the beginning.

The third sister Sheila made a face and said, "Sister Lucy, what are we going to do?"

Lucy took out the ink, brushes, and paper prepared in advance, and said, "First, prepare these things first, each...

She explained to several people what they had and the purpose of each thing, so that the four elf sisters could fully understand the Spring Festival couplets.

The elder sister Rose was particularly curious, picked up the prepared brush and followed Lucy's teaching, and wrote on the paper with a little bit of ink.

There is also a written couplet next to her, which is for them to copy. After all, it is more difficult for them to directly think of a couplet than to reach the sky.

The other three elf sisters watched the eldest sister write first, and wanted to wait for her to finish writing before trying.

Elder Sister Elf's hand holding the brush was trembling all the time, and the words written on the paper were crooked, like wriggling earthworms, which looked extraordinarily awkward.

Lucy didn't laugh at the other party, but held the other party's hand, and said gently, "The hand holding the pen should be relaxed, don't be too nervous, don't hesitate when you write, but don't press down too hard, so that the first pen won't hurt." it will be so nice.....

The eldest sister, Rose, listened carefully to the other party's teachings, and started to write again. Although the writing was still very ugly this time, her hands did not shake after all. The second sister, Lan Ni, tilted her head to watch for a long time, and couldn't help but pick up the brush and start practicing.

The third sister, Sheila, narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the elder sister's writing, and murmured, "Eldest sister, what are you writing? Why is it completely different from the writing on the other sheet!"

Eldest sister Rose rolled her eyes and said, "Practice quickly, and then give the people behind a chance."

"Oh!" The third sister Sheila also picked up the brush and began to write.

However, it was the first time for several of them to come into contact with writing brushes. Everyone held the brush in different postures. Some directly grasped it, some held the tip of the brush, and some even directly held it with both hands.

Everyone's brush-holding posture is very unsightly, it looks very funny, and it completely loses the original elegance of the brush.

On Lucy's side, she seems to be very comfortable. Everyone is very polite, not messing around and learning with an open mind. Although the results are not very good, they are more eager to learn.

Darlene's side was not so lucky, there were Monica and others on her side, everyone was hot for three minutes, which gave her a headache, but nothing happened .

An hour later, the four elf sisters had finished writing, but it was still very bad, and the font was still crooked.

However, it has improved a lot by 550, and I can see what the characters are, unlike the beginning where I couldn't see the characters at all.

The eldest sister Mengsi picked up the handwriting she wrote with satisfaction, and said, "It's not bad! It's not too bad."

The second sister Lan Ni rolled her eyes and said, "Eldest sister, open your eyes wide and look, it's far worse than Miss Lucy's."

Lucy smiled gently and said, "This needs to be practiced slowly, but it's already very good. It's a talent to learn."

"Really?"

The eldest sister Rose put down the paper and asked, "Miss Lucy, do I really have the talent to learn calligraphy?"

"Yeah, you can try it." Lucy said softly.

The eldest sister Rose nodded thoughtfully, her green eyes flickered, and her hand holding the brush became tighter and tighter.

The fourth sister, Polly, looked up at the eldest sister, and found that she showed a rare expression. It seems that this calligraphy is really attractive to the eldest sister.

The second sister, Lan Ni, also noticed it, and said calmly, "Then eldest sister, you should study hard, and the Spring Festival couplets in the store will depend on you."

"Leave it on me." Eldest sister Rose vowed. "Third watch, Cv). Please customize, please support.".

Chapter 1624: Not a knight anymore. (1 more for customization)

Chapter 1624: Not a knight anymore. (1 more for customization)

Counting nine cold days, there was silence outside, and in the city of Margaux, the capital of the Torolla Shanren Empire, people came out of the streets one after another.

Winter is over in ten days or so, and many people are starting to come out to look for jobs, and some are going to weed the fields to prepare for the coming spring.

There are many people of all kinds on the street, but most of them are young people, and the older ones are still hiding in the room.

John Xun was also among these people. He had just resigned from his position as a knight today and was preparing to go home.

He didn't take anything with him. He had been a knight for the Torola Orc Empire for so long, and he didn't take anything with him when he left.

He also took off his favorite armor, and even though he was very reluctant, he gave it back to the great knight.

Before leaving, he bowed deeply to the palace, and then left without looking back. He had a new plan, but it had nothing to do with the Torola orc empire.

"Tread...

Looking up at the blue sky, John Xun said calmly, "I hope my decision is right."

He has been thinking about this matter since the Han Dynasty on his way back to the Torola Beastman Empire. During the two months plus the time he stayed in Magao City, he has already thought about it very clearly.

The Torola Good Man Empire is not his ultimate affiliation. He intends to develop in Chang'an City, become a knight there, and settle there. This is the decision he has thought about for a long time. "It's a new year soon, hope-everything is fine." John muttered to himself.

I don't know how long he walked, he had been away from the palace for a long time, and he walked to the lively square, where many people gathered, curiosity drove him to go there.

Passing through the crowd, he came to the front of the square, and found that the leaders in front were all holding a wooden board with various words written crookedly on it.

All the words, such as asking for the opening of the port, His Majesty the King's mercy, and the need for development of Magao City, all confused the cattle orcs. After staying in the palace for a long time, they didn't know what was going on outside.

John pulled a businessman next to him and asked, "Hi, what's going on~?"

The merchant looked at the bull orcs and said, "We are asking His Majesty the King for permission!"

"What request?" John asked curiously.

"It is said that the Han Dynasty wanted to build a port in Torola, but His Majesty the King has not agreed, so we are here." The businessman explained.