Two days passed in a flash, and today was the eve of the Lunar New Year.
After getting up in the morning, Wang Jianjun practiced Bajiquan for a while as usual before going to wash up and eat breakfast.
He didn't have time to read in the morning. After breakfast, he first cleaned the house thoroughly.
Fortunately, he cleaned the room frequently. Other than the room next door being a little messy, it did not take much effort.
The battle ended in an hour or so. Then, it was time to paste the couplets. He did not know how to write them, so he could only ask someone else for help.
However, he was not worried. Third Uncle Yan Fugui had already informed him a few days ago that he could look for him to write the Spring Festival couplets. Wang Jianjun naturally did not have any objections.
Third Uncle's calligraphy was quite good. Although he was not a calligraphy master, it was definitely enough to write couplets.
At this moment, Third Uncle had already set up a table in front of his house, waiting for the neighbors to come. Moreover, they were a one-stop service. They even paid for the red paper for you, as long as you gave them some money to moisten your pen.
Perhaps some people in the courtyard still thought that Third Master was stingy and calculative, but Wang Jianjun did not think so. What was wrong with people earning money with their own abilities?
Besides, practicing normally takes time and ink, right? Now that I've even bought red paper for you, shouldn't I give you some money to moisten your pen?
If this matter was placed in the future, it would make sense.
"Third Uncle, I've prepared everything else here. Now, I'm just missing two couplets. Please write them for me.”
As he spoke, Wang Jianjun put the fifty cents on the table. He knew that he didn't need that much, but this way, Third Uncle would be more attentive. Secondly, he had a good relationship with Third Uncle's family, so he thought of it as returning the favor.
"No problem, Jianjun. You really understand Third Master's thoughts. I'll write it for you now. Don't worry, Third Master will do his best.”
Seeing Wang Jianjun put the pen money on the table, Third Uncle was happy. After praising him a few times, he began to open the red paper and think about what to write.
When Wang Jianjun saw it, he quickly went up to help lay out the red paper so that Third Uncle could do his best.
"Got it. Jianjun, what do you think of these two sentences? Everything was smooth sailing every year, and everything was smooth sailing step by step.”
"Now is the time for you to pursue progress. I feel that these two sentences are quite appropriate.”
Third Uncle didn't write it out directly like usual. Instead, he asked Wang Jianjun for his opinion first. It seemed that the money spent on polishing the pen was not wasted.
"Yes, I'm quite satisfied too. We'll use this for the main house. As for the side house, Third Master, you can just write it.”
"It's good that you're satisfied. Then I'll start.”
After hearing Wang Jianjun's agreement, Third Uncle began to write. The whole process was done in one go. It looked really good and pleasing to the eye.
Next, Third Uncle wrote another one for the side room.
"Clean up the old habits, set up a new style with five lectures and four beauties, and bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.”
It sounded good and catchy. It seemed that Third Uncle really didn't write it casually.
"Thank you, Third Uncle. I'll go back and paste the couplet first. I'm quite busy today.”
"What's there to thank? Isn't this what Third Master should do? Hurry up and get busy.”
As soon as he took the couplet, Wang Jianjun saw Yi Zhonghai and He Yushui coming in with Silly Zhu. He didn't say anything and turned to leave.
Since they had already shed all pretense of cordiality, there was nothing more to say.
"Third Uncle, no one is coming over for the time being. You can trouble yourself to write the couplet for our courtyard's main gate first. Don't worry, you won't be short of the pen polishing fee.”
"Aiya, look at what you're saying. What do you mean by pen polishing fee or not? I'll write it down now. Come over and take a look later. If there's no problem, then paste it up. Silly Zhu will be discharged today.”
"Alright, Third Uncle, you can start writing now. I'll come over after I send Silly Zhu home.”
Seeing that Shazhu's expression wasn't too good, Yi Zhonghai quickly ended the chat and helped him to the middle court.
"Aiya, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. Hurry up and help Silly Zhu back.”
Yan Fugui followed Yi Zhonghai's words and replied. He ignored them and began to write the couplet.
To be honest, he really didn't like Silly Zhu.
Wang Jianjun naturally heard the conversation on the other side, but he ignored it at all. When he got home, he took out the paste and began to paste the couplet.
After all this was done, the atmosphere of the New Year was up. Now, all that was left was the New Year's Eve dinner and firecrackers.
However, there was no hurry. It was not time yet.
There was still some time before lunch. Wang Jianjun didn't waste it and used it to read.
When it was almost time, he began to prepare lunch. There was no need to care about today's food. As long as you had the ability, you could make it all into meat dishes. As long as you didn't deliberately show off, no one would say anything.
Because they had been busy for a year, everyone took this opportunity to improve their lives.
Wang Jianjun naturally did the same. On normal days, there were not many opportunities to cook meat dishes openly.
It was just lunch, but he had made six dishes in one go. They were all related to meat. He definitely wouldn't be able to finish them all. After all, he was alone. However, he had the System Space. If he couldn't finish them, he could put them in there and they would never go bad.
After lunch, Wang Jianjun drank another cup of tea before picking up the Go manual to read. As for the New Year's Eve dinner, it was still too early to prepare.
He read the Go manual while drinking tea. Occasionally, he would hear the sound of firecrackers. It was quite a quiet feeling in the midst of chaos.
When his eyes were tired, he got up and practiced the fist technique again before starting to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.
Sweet and sour carp, Dongpo pork, stewed beef with potatoes, roasted lamb leg, Kung Pao chicken, boiled meat slices, duck blood curd, stir-fried pork intestines, fried meat with salt, and a serving of West Lake beef soup.
Nine dishes and one soup symbolized perfection. Wang Jianjun had arranged it properly.
Although it was a bit exaggerated, Wang Jianjun's purpose was not just to eat. He also wanted to use this opportunity to improve his cooking skills.
He had achieved his goal. Just as he was about to cook the sixth dish, the system notification sounded.
"Congratulations to the host for upgrading your cooking skills and obtaining the title of Intermediate Chef. You have six more chances to draw the lottery. Do you want to impart the knowledge now?”
"No."
He was still cooking. It was just imparting knowledge. He wouldn't run away later.
After Wang Jianjun put all the dishes on the table, he closed the door and took out a bottle of Maotai. The atmosphere was immediately lifted.
Although it was a little lonely to be alone, it couldn't be helped. It would be fine after he married a wife in the future.
After eating for a while, they would drink a few glasses of wine. Even the landlord's family was not so corrupt.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Wang Jianjun put all the leftovers into the system space, cleaned up, and made a cup of hot tea. Only then did he begin to impart knowledge.
"System, we can now begin the infusion of knowledge.”
"Alright, host."
As soon as the system's voice fell, a large amount of information about cooking began to flood into his mind.
He received and digested the information for almost twenty minutes before he finished receiving it.
Now, Wang Jianjun was already an intermediate chef, and an all-rounded chef. He could cook any cuisine. It could be said that in terms of cooking skills, he had already surpassed Silly Zhu.
In terms of Tan Family Cuisine and Sichuan Cuisine, the two of them might be on par, but when it came to other cuisines, Wang Jianjun was ten streets ahead of Silly Zhu.
When Wang Jianjun's cooking skills reached the Advanced Level, he would be able to crush Silly Zhu.
After the knowledge was instilled, it was time to draw the lottery. But today, Wang Jianjun planned to wait until the clock turned. Maybe it would bring good luck.
As for whether they didn't know the time without a clock at home, there was no need to worry. Many families who made do with it had the habit of staying up late at night. When they heard the sound of firecrackers in the dead of night, it meant that the clock had turned.
It wasn't time yet. Wang Jianjun washed himself up to clear his head. Then he started reading.
There really weren't any entertainment activities in this year. If it weren't for the fact that he could read books and learn skills, he would have gone crazy.
While he was watching the show, he suddenly heard someone setting off firecrackers outside. Wang Jianjun immediately took out the firecrackers he had prepared and walked to the gate. He lit the fire and ran away. When the crackling firecrackers stopped, he returned to his home.
" System, let's begin the lottery draw!"
Wang Jianjun said to the system after he got into bed.
"Alright, host. The lottery begins. Call out the stop yourself.”
"Stop."
" The lucky draw has ended. Congratulations to the host for obtaining…"
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