Only a few people knew about the whole thing, and in the next two days, under Sun Miao's immobile attitude, Chu Yi and Lao Cao also regained their calm.

Sun Miao is the pillar of everyone, not to mention that Chu Yiren is not an ordinary person.

It's as if nothing has happened.

More than a dozen monks of the Xuanzhen Sect disappeared into the basement of Jishitang without a sound.

For the people of Anyang City, except for a few people such as Liu Yuan, both rich and poor, are happily preparing for the New Year.

The "shantytown reform" and poverty alleviation work, with the mobilization of the whole city, was finally completed before the Chinese New Year.

Although the DC area is not completely new, the dilapidated houses that once leaked wind and rain have been repaired and strengthened as long as they are occupied.

It is not yet known what the harvest will be next year, but the people's current food stock is more than enough for the winter.

Early in the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, Jishitang was busy, and Sun Xiao looked at Xiaomei a little speechlessly, she was sweeping the ground that was almost spotless.

"I said Xiaomei, since the end of the year is approaching, you have been sweeping this place every day, twice a day...... If you sweep the floor again, you will have to hang up a layer. ”

Xiaomei rolled her eyes playfully: "This is called sweeping the dust, you have to sweep away the bad luck and bad luck!" By the way, the master will also come to sweep it and ask for a good fortune. ”

Sun Miao: "......"

Taking the broom, Sun Miao waved it lightly, and a whirlwind blew, blowing the only little dust left on the ground.

"Okay, you're relieved." Sun Miao smiled and handed the broom back.

Xiaomei: "...... Master, let's go have breakfast, Sister Lan is ready. ”

It's all said to be a pleaser...... Alas, I really can't help it, these things really still depend on us.

Sun Miao looked at Xiaomei muttering in her mouth, shaking her head and leaving like a little adult, and couldn't help but be a little funny.

In his eyes, these teenage boys and girls are still children, so he can't help but want to tease them.

Entering the hall, there is a multigrain pancake on the table, two side dishes of meat and vegetables, and a bowl of porridge.

Sun Miao was still one step away from stepping into the late stage of foundation building, as long as he insisted on cultivating every day, he would not feel hungry even if he did not eat or drink for several months.

But you can't eat it, it doesn't mean you can't eat it, most Chinese people, foodie attributes are imprinted on the blood.

It's just that he was just about to sit down and eat, but was stopped by Sister Lan: "Hey, master, we should change the door god first, and then you can have breakfast."

"But the people in the house feel that the ordinary door gods are not as reliable as the master, so they thought that they would simply let the master draw two auspicious spirit beasts and paste them."

"Hmm...... All right. "For the Chinese New Year, Sun Miao doesn't want to disappoint everyone.

And the strong flavor of the New Year in ancient times did make him a little excited, and he was very excited for a while.

But when he picked up the pen and looked at the two pieces of red paper, Sun Miao was in trouble again, what to draw......

In his previous life, he practiced calligraphy with a brush and won an award.

Although it seems very ordinary in the Da'an Dynasty, it is at least enough, but sometimes I forget to write a pen. (Because it's all traditional)

But I'm really not good at drawing.

"Xiangrui...... Spirit Beast ...... Well, anyway, freehand is popular in this era, and the meaning is on the line. Sun Miao nodded and began to write.

When it comes to sticking on the door during the New Year, the most common is the zodiac, what to post in what year.

And then there's the big carp or something.

There is also a saying in the Da'an Dynasty that the New Year is the Year of the Rabbit, so draw a rabbit.

The other one draws a carp.

Sun Miao thought very well, but this is just a stroke......

"Rabbit...... It's not good, the unicorn is more auspicious, why don't you change it to a unicorn......"

"Hmm...... In fact, there is no need to draw spirit animals, in fact, it is not bad to change to a forest. ”

After a while, Sun Miao looked at the forest he had changed: "Why don't you just paint it all black, and paint it again with gold paint......

……

He is still a little stubborn, and he can't succeed once, but it arouses his fighting spirit.

is already skillful, coupled with the fine control of the body after cultivation, and the concentration has been greatly improved.

As long as he is willing to learn, things like these can progress much faster than mortals.

The second time, Sun Miao painted a decent look.

It's just that this rabbit is not like a rabbit, but a bit like a yellow-skinned electric rat......

The carp should be accompanied by a line of small print:

"Splash was used and nothing happened."

Sun Miao: "...... That's it, it's good that the meaning is there. ”

In this way, in the nineteenth year of Jishitang Youfeng, the door god was tentatively designated as Pikachu and the Carp King......

Back in the hall, after Sun Miao sat down, there was a burst of aroma.

The pancakes are crispy and charred, the side dishes are salty and delicious, and you can take a sip of steaming millet porridge.

In one word, absolutely.

Eating breakfast, looking at the busy family, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a warm arc.

At the same time, he also reaffirmed in his heart that this was his home, a place where he could relax even in the increasingly strange and strange world.

No matter who he is facing, whether it is a human, a ghost or a demon, he will do his best to protect this place, no matter whether the means are glorious or not.

……

After breakfast, everyone gathered in the backyard to watch a bite of the super fat pig.

This is Sun Miao's mediation to create and change, and during the New Year, you can't give everyone a good meal.

The pig was more than twice the size of an ordinary domestic pig, fat and strong, like a baby elephant.

"Oh my God, if this guy is killed and pickled, won't we have enough to eat until next year?" Huo Wang watched the big fat pig swallow his saliva.

Sun Miao said with a smile: "There will be a better one next year, no need to pickle, kill the excess and send it to the neighbors." By the way, the various medical halls and pharmacies, the county government, the Qingyazhai of Nanshi, and the barracks also sent a few catties over. ”

By the end of the year, not only Lao Han of the Materia Medica Hall and Wang Fatzi of the Xinglin Pavilion, but also other medical centers and pharmacies also sent gifts to Jishitang regardless of whether Sun Miao was at home or not.

There's one family, and they've all been here.

"If there is anything left, then find a few guards and take them to Dongcheng to divide them."

"Yes, sir."

However, Sister Lan was a little embarrassed with a kitchen knife: "Master, how can you kill this......"

Sun Yan took the initiative to stand up: "Leave it to me." ”

When he said this, everyone remembered that before people came to Jishitang, they were butchers, isn't this the old business?

"Everyone retreat, Huowang, help me get a big basin."

"Okay!"

When everything was ready, he borrowed a Pu knife from the Red Bean Warrior, jumped up, and put a little on the shoulder of the big fat pig.

With a bang, it fell to the ground before it could struggle.

I saw a flash of the knife, and the major artery in the neck was wiped out.

Blood gushed into the basin, and the cold demonic aura restrained the pig, so that it could not even struggle.

After bloodletting, he dismembered the pig with dazzling knife work.

Pig's head, internal organs, four hooves, pig's knuckle, tail, back seat......

In less than half an hour, it was all cut according to the different parts.

"Oh——!"

Warm applause rang out in the courtyard, and everyone praised Sun Yan's pig-killing skills.

Even Sun Miao looked a little sour, the spells he cast were much more powerful than this, but I didn't see you so supportive!

The people of Anyang do not have the habit of eating dumplings, and what they eat here for the New Year is a kind of broth cake.

Sun Miao simply taught everyone to make dumplings, and the kitchen space was not enough, so everyone set up tables in each room, and each room had a stove, which was warm and warm.

So he went from house to room to place and instructed.

Inside was busy, and a slender figure dressed up walked into Jishitang amid the exclamations of passers-by.