[Comprehensive martial arts] I heard that you want to draw cards

A table full of dishes, even if Liang Sanyuan deliberately reduced the portion for fear of waste, it still looks quite spectacular, and it definitely meets the definition of "richness" in the minds of Central Plains people.

No matter how big their appetites were, and Liang Sanyuan joined them later, there were still some dishes left on the table.

Steward Wang touched his swollen belly and let out a satisfied sigh: "Ah, it's so supportive."

Anyway, it was a big festival, Liang San wished not to spoil the fun, so he did not restrict his diet.But this butler Wang swore before the meal that he would absolutely keep his mouth shut and would never overeat.

Facts have proved that Steward Wang's oath is less credible than the "I will definitely come back to marry you" flag in the film and television drama.

Liang Sanyuan sighed, got up and poured a cup of black tea.

Compared with other types of tea, dark tea has the effect of degreasing and greasy, and can also lower blood fat and blood pressure, which is very suitable for the Chinese New Year.

It's just that it's better to drink less tea at night, Liang Sanyuan also prepared some hawthorn juice for this purpose.

The raw materials and method of hawthorn juice are very convenient. Just wash the hawthorn and remove the stalks, break it and put it into the pot together with rock sugar, add a little salt, boil on high heat, turn to low heat and simmer until the hawthorn is soft and rotten, then filter it out Just slag.

Iced or hot drinks, it depends on personal preference.

This homemade hawthorn juice tastes sour, sweet and refreshing. The red and fiery color matches a table of New Year’s Eve dinner very well. Liang Sanyuan himself likes it very much. He didn’t eat much of the dishes, but he has already drank two cups of hawthorn juice.

It's just that Steward Wang dislikes hawthorn juice. His dream of drinking and eating meat can only be half completed, and the other half of his dream is absolutely not allowed to be made alive by others!

When he said this, his eyes drifted to the jug of good wine next to Ximen Chuuxue, and the hint was very obvious.

Compared with the unrestrained Steward Wang, the dignified and reserved owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa gradually slowed down after the time of missing, and returned to the realm of normal meals, and his every move was quite pleasing to the eye.

His hand has distinct joints, and his fingers are white and slender. Compared with the exquisitely carved jade chopsticks in his hand, it is hard to tell which one is a work of art.

The wine next to Ximen Chuuxue was bought by Liang Sanyuan from the system mall. Not only is the wine clear and transparent, the taste is sweet and refreshing, the most important thing is that it has the function of nourishing the body that ordinary wine does not have, and it does not have any sequelae.

As for the sudden change of things-things will be reversed at extremes, after the last stimulation, Liang Sanyuan's mentality is very good now, and he has also thought about his words.

He, Liang Sanyuan, a promising young man in the future world, carries any door and various magical props, and returns to ancient times to help people solve various difficulties.

It's touching and inspiring.

The aroma of the wine is domineering and seductive, and it stands out from the aromas of the dishes, making Steward Wang very envious.

"okay, I get it."

Liang San made his wish clear, and smiled obediently at the butler, and put the cup of poured tea at the latter's hand with the latter's joyful expression.

Butler Wang: The smile is gradually disappearing.jpg

He took the tea, and angrily started to get angry with the cup of tea, staring at the small cup with big eyes, then he couldn't move, and poured himself a cup of tea with the momentum of drinking wine.

It looks really sad.

It wasn't that Liang Sanyuan was reluctant to part with the pot of wine. Lue once told him Steward Wang's body was not suitable for drinking, and every time he drank wine, he would get small bumps on his body, his face flushed, and he looked a little scary.

Liang Sanyuan judged with his meager common sense that this might be a symptom of alcohol allergy.Allergies can be big or small, and it can even kill people when it is serious. He lamented that Butler Wang is still alive and kicking after several times of death. It's lucky that he is still alive and kicking, but he dares to prepare drinks for him.

Liang Sanyuan turned his gaze to the opposite side. Butler Wang's emotions came and went very quickly, and now he was already eating a mouthful of shiny braised pork with enjoyment on his face.

Liang Sanyuan: ...

Facing such an amiable and lovely old man, what else can he do—he can only prepare a bitter gourd feast for clearing away heat and detoxifying, removing oil and greasy from tomorrow.

Steward Wang, who was enjoying the delicious food, suddenly felt a chill. He raised his head vigilantly and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

His attention was immediately returned to the table.

Well, the tea just now is very refreshing, he thinks he can take another sip now.

Butler Wang picked up his chopsticks.

He picked up another chopstick.

——No, he was wrong just now, he can still eat a lot!

Liang Sanyuan let out a long sigh.

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With enough wine and food, the first New Year's Eve dinner at Wanmei Villa came to an end.

Steward Wang insisted on his majesty in front of outsiders, sat up straight with difficulty, and summoned the maid who had withdrawn before, and asked them to clean up the mess on the table.

The meal is over, what's the next step?

Ximen Chuuxue didn't know about it.But in the modern age where the taste of the new year is getting weaker and weaker, Liang Sanyuan has no special feelings on this day, it is the same as every day, eating, eating, and playing.

Steward Wang looked at the two (?) dazed (?) faces, and proudly took out the things he had prepared from his pocket.

Sure enough, he is the most studious person in Wanmei Villa.

Steward Wang first handed some of the things in his hand to Liang Sanyuan, smiling with the elder's love for the younger: "Come, Xiaoyuan, yours."

Liang Sanyuan took it subconsciously, lowered his head and looked carefully, it was a red seal slightly bigger than the palm of his hand, very thick to the touch.

Steward Wang raised his head slightly, and turned his gaze to Ximen Chuuxue. It was the first time he looked at the little master he had looked up to so seriously for the first time.

How time flies, the little doll who was only the size of his two palms back then has grown taller than him.

In this world, perhaps only time is the fairest thing.It treats everyone equally, does not favor anyone, and does not neglect anyone.

It is invisible on weekdays, and when it suddenly appears, it makes people caught off guard.

Steward Wang became hoarse, with complicated expressions, and finally heaved a long sigh. All his emotions finally turned into relief and pride: "This old slave has the courage to present this thing to the owner as an elder. May the owner be safe and sound. Longevity."

For people in the world who are drunk today and will return tomorrow tomorrow, this blessing is useless, but also simple and sincere.

Ximen Chuuxue lowered his eyes slightly, saw a strand of white hair on the old man's forehead, and silently reached out to take it.

He felt the scorching temperature on the red paper again.

After delivering the things in his hands, Steward Wang's sentimentality immediately disappeared without a trace, and he returned to the image Liang Sanyuan was familiar with in normal times.He glanced at the red envelopes in the hands of the two of them, and muttered and explained: "I went to inquire about it. The New Year's money here is all tied up with red strings during the Chinese New Year, but that's too ugly. Replaced with red paper."

"It's all red anyway, so there should be no difference, right?"

Liang Sanyuan on the side was dumbfounded.

When I was chatting with the staff at the inn, I talked about the topic of Chinese New Year. The custom here is to give the lucky money to the children on a string, implying that the children can live a long life.

It can be seen from this that the lucky money given to the children is copper coins of little value.

But this...

He looked down at this extremely familiar thing, isn't this a red envelope?And the things inside, in the ancient times when there were no banknotes, could only be one thing - silver notes!

Liang Sanyuan looked down at the red envelope, his eyes drifted a little.

How long had he not received such a thing?

His parents were busy with work when they were alive, and they flew all over the world even during the Chinese New Year, but they never forgot to call him, say Happy New Year, and tell him where they prepared a thick gift for him before they left. The red envelopes contain not only lucky money, but also guilt and blessings written by parents.

This little game is the warmest and happiest thing Liang Sanyuan remembers about the New Year.

But he hasn't seen a red envelope for a long time after his parents died in a plane crash.

It should be a happy thing to receive a red envelope, why is he uncomfortable.

Liang Sanyuan blinked vigorously, forcing back the moisture in his eyes.He squinted his eyes and smiled, showing a row of white teeth: "Thank you, Uncle Wang! I wish you a happy new year and all the best!"

Which old man doesn't like children who are handsome and sweet?

Uncle Wang patted the kid's head and said with a smile, "Hey, good, good."

Liang Sanyuan sneaked a glance at Ximen Chuuxue who did not say a word after receiving the red envelope, only to find that Ximen Chuuxue was also looking at him—to be precise, watching him being petted by Steward Wang like a puppy The top of the head, complex eyes.

Liang Sanyuan swiped and turned around.

What are you looking at, are you jealous that I was touched?No way, whoever made me so handsome is just so likable!

After eating the meal and getting the red envelope, according to the custom, the next step should be to watch the year.

Steward Wang ate to his heart's content this evening, and felt sleepy when he was full. He greeted him and went back to his room to sleep one step earlier.

There are two people left in the hall.

The little boss, who had been busy in the kitchen all day, didn't want to go back to the room early, and he didn't feel sleepy either.I don’t know if God also knows that tonight is a special day. Recently, the sky that has always been snowing has become quiet, and there is a thin round of Xuanyue hanging in the night sky, but the moonlight is very bright.

Since arriving at Wanmei Villa, Liang Sanyuan and Ximen Chuuxue spent only three meals in the morning, lunch and evening except for morning exercises, and sometimes the latter was not around.

On the contrary, it is better to be leisurely when meeting at the inn.

The little boss turned his head towards the door, and said with a smile: "Master, do you want to go for a walk?"

Ximen Chuuxue looked at his brighter smiling face than before, and nodded quietly.

"Let's go then!"

Liang Sanyuan took the lead out of the hall, and suddenly entered the cold air. He shivered, and in the next second, a thick and wide cloak wrapped him from head to toe, isolating all the cold air.

After he hurriedly fastened the tie around his collar, he was put on the scarf directly.Liang Sanyuan felt a hand brushing against the top of his head, and before he could react, a small warm stove was stuffed in his hand.

Liang Sanyuan silently raised his head and looked at the long, upright, indifferent and arrogant sword god in white.

After feeling his gaze, the sword god in white gave him a puzzled look, as if asking why he was looking at him.

Wake up!Aidou, are you stupid for drinking?Are you alone around? ! ! !

--and many more!

Liang Sanyuan suddenly felt a strong murderous aura, even heavier than the murderous aura on Ximen Chuixue when they first met.

He turned around abruptly, and looked at a place by feeling—it turned out to be a place full of fog.

Even after using Shikigami's ability, Liang Sanyuan still didn't see any figure in it.He glanced at Ximen Chuuxue, who didn't have any expression on his face, it seemed that he didn't feel the danger.

impossible!How could there be a murderous aura that Ximen Chuuxue couldn't feel? ! !

——Or, does this person have no malice towards Ximen Chuuxue?

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You-Know-Who (secret observation): Huh?Who is that Fuwa who is standing next to [beep——]?

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Steward Wang (wipes away tears): When everyone else is worried about whether the Zhuang Zhu will fly high or not, I am the only one who is worried about whether the Zhuang Zhu will be tired or not.I was deeply moved by myself, wow——

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