The American Scripture

"Dinner is ready!"

Mia yelled into the living room. She didn't like Lance, nor disliked it. The first impression of this person was only the information obtained from the Internet. According to the information, this guy is very bad. It was mainly domestic violence, which made Mia despise him.

But because he has become Zhen Fan's friend now and will live here tonight, his impression of him has changed slightly, but it is definitely not counted as pleasing to the eye.

It was definitely the first time for Lance to have dinner made by Zhen Fan, and it was authentic Chinese food. It was very appetizing for him. The simple beef stew with potatoes made him unable to stop.

"This is the best Chinese food I have ever eaten!"

Lance put food in his mouth while complimenting Zhen Fan. He looked very busy eating.

"I suddenly discovered that if I listened to you to work in the vineyard, I would lose out, or I could go to Mia's clinic to help!" Lance tried to bargain with Zhen Fan.

"There is no discussion, Lance, either go to the vineyard or return to New Jersey, whatever you choose!" Zhen Fan would not give him this opportunity at all, and shook his head resolutely.

"Okay, okay, you won!" Lance raised his hand and surrendered.

"By the way, Mia, I will go to Temecula tomorrow, and I will bring some new wine over to celebrate together, and then we will go to the movie together, if you want." Zhen Fan suggested to Mia.

"This arrangement is good!" Mia smiled, she felt happy from the bottom of her heart. "But... well, don't forget tomorrow!"

In fact, what Mia wants to say is that she wants to buy a nice dress. Then she went with Zhen Fan, but she changed her mind and prepared to surprise Zhen Fan. You know that Rodel Street in Billy Foshan Village is full of famous shops. It is very easy to find a very nice dress.

This is the first time Zhen Fan has actively invited Mia to watch a movie, so it is very important for Mia to watch it too.

After dinner, Lance stayed in the villa. He moved the recliner on the terrace and lay down comfortably, because the feng shui layout here can absorb the vitality of nature. Naturally, it feels very comfortable.

There is a trail on the ring road outside the villa, which leads directly to the top of the mountain, with green trees.

"Does he hide the secret of the third uncle?" Mia also unconsciously used the name of the third uncle. Two people are walking on the mountain road.

"Of course there is, but even he himself doesn't know what's going on. Maybe the time hasn't come. So I stayed there for so long. I haven't found the secret!" Zhen Fan shook his head, "So in When you are struggling to find answers, then you have to look at chance."

"Opportunity?" Mia smiled, "Taoist chances are really mysterious. I have learned so much Chinese, and it is still a bit difficult to read the original Chinese version."

"Don't worry, you have time that others don't, you can slowly understand." The two walked through the woods. In front is a very wide cliff with metal railings installed around the cliff. Maybe it's because they are afraid that those rich people who appreciate the scenery will fall. The government department of Billy Foshan Village is very thoughtful, including this path leading to the cliff, which is refreshing.

The cliff platform here is like Zhen Fan’s villa. It is more artistic than the one arranged on the left and back side of Zhen Fan’s villa. A lawn is very flat, and the end of the lawn is a hillside, which is blocked by railings. , The railing is surrounded by a slick of marble floor, just right for the recliner.

To the right and back of the villa is a swimming pool. The countertops around the swimming pool are filled with such lounge chairs, as well as sandalwood tables with things on the side.

The only difference is that the tabletop of the cliff here can directly see the sea. The sea breeze is quite strong, and Mia’s hair is blowing on her face from time to time, while Mia gently uses her hands to hold the messy hair from time to time. Shoot.

"What's your ideal?" Mia and Zhen Fan were all lying on the railing, opening the metal railing with their elbows, and suddenly asked a question that surprised Zhen Fan.

"Ideal? Why do you remember asking this question?" Zhen Fan looked at Mia in surprise, and then smiled, "Ideal is constantly changing with changes in conditions. Before, I just wanted to guard the house of my uncle. Then they followed their last wish and opened a Chinese medicine clinic, but now...I have opened two!"

Mia couldn't help but laughed.

"Also brewed the best wine in the world, and made countless money by the way."

"Yes, that's it. But when you discovered the secret of the third uncle, I felt that if I could solve the secret, then for the third uncle, for my master, and myself, or even Taoism, Both are very good results, so my ideal now is to solve this mystery as soon as possible!"

"I know you can do it!" Mia clenched her fists at Zhen Fan.

"What about you? Tell me about your ideals, you must have something you want to say." Zhen Fan knew that Mia asked about this, and she must have wanted someone to tell her what she wanted to say.

"Yes, my ideals are constantly changing. I used to complete the tasks of good elders until I met you. So I wanted to become a real human being, but this ideal has been realized again, so ...My current ideal...maybe I want to find a farmer who can eat the food I cook every day!"

When Mia said this, her eyes were a little blurred. She looked at the sea, her long neck was white and elegant, just like the neck of a swan trying to fly.

Zhen Fan did not speak. She knew that Mia’s eyes were secretly looking at herself. He just cast his eyes on the sea, and then saw sails floating on the sea, like a goose feather without roots floating on the water. .

Early the next morning, when Zhen Fan woke up, Mia was already cooking breakfast. The typical Chinese breakfast, Dandan noodles, and red oil soup, looked very appetizing. And Mia’s noodles have long been made very authentic, not much worse than an authentic Chinese chef.

"Morning, Zhen!" Lance walked down in his pajamas, still a little dazed. Yesterday he slept in the guest room Mia arranged for him. There are quite a few rooms here. Because of the environmental problems here, Lance slept very well.

"Good morning, Lance!" Zhen Fan replied, and then beckoned him to come and eat noodles together.

"This is..." Lance hadn't eaten noodle soup like this before, looking at the layer of red oil on it, a little confused, "Is this noodles? Surely pasta would not be like this, Chinese noodles?"

"Yes, authentic Chinese noodles, I hope you can eat spicy!" Mia smiled and said to Lance, "It tastes very good, this is your bowl!" She pushed a bowl of noodles over.

"Okay..." Lance had a black thread. He saw the two chopsticks handed to his hand. He really didn't know how to hold it. Even if he learned how Zhen Fan and Mia looked, he didn't work well.

With a "click", the noodles slid down from the chopsticks again, splashing the noodle soup on his side, a few drops of red oil soup fell into his eyes, and he uttered a terrifying scream, and hurried toward the kitchen He ran into the pool, but squinted his eyes and couldn't see clearly. He slammed his knee into the chair and screamed again.

"Hey, dandan noodles are really not something everyone can eat!" Zhen Fan shook his head and sighed at Mia as he looked at Lance, who was rushing and horrified.

Mia couldn't help it anymore, and she laughed with a "pounce".

After a long time, Lance came out with red eyes like rabbits, with a watery face, gritted teeth and complained: "I swear, I will never eat Chinese food with chopsticks again!" Then he sat down heavily. On the chair, while holding two forks in his hands.

"The change of Chinese food should be my beginning. Give up. Chopsticks are the tools that will be eliminated!" Lance waved the two forks in his hand triumphantly, and then began to fork the noodles in the bowl.

I have to say that this is the best tableware he can find for eating Dandan noodles other than chopsticks. Putting the noodles into his mouth, he felt great satisfaction. Although he was too lazy to have a red mouth, he still enjoyed it and didn't even have time to say compliments.

"I decided, I went to the vineyard, I still have to eat this kind of noodles every morning!" Lance said with satisfaction when he put down his fork. God knows who would help him go to the vineyard to make such noodles.

"Have you eaten?" Zhen Fan asked.

"I'm done!" Lance touched his stomach. It was obvious that although he was full, he still had some ideas.

"Go change clothes, we are ready to go!" Zhen Fan said, smiling at Mia, "You also change your clothes, let me clean up here."

"No, let me do it," Mia was a little stubborn, and Zhen Fan had to follow her, so when Lance changed his clothes, he also changed his clothes, and then saw Mia cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Waiting for them in the living room.

"We are gone, remember our appointment tonight!"

"I will, goodbye, Zhen. Goodbye, Lance!" Mia watched them to the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then she turned and entered her room. She had already figured out what kind of skirt should be bought. In the morning, she added a pair of shoes to herself, which are also items on the shopping list.

"There is my new wine in the vineyard, which will be released in batches. I will let Simpson tell you about the situation there. You can do whatever he arranges for you. Of course, you can also choose to resign and return to New Jersey... …"

Driving the Escalade, Zhen Fan and Lance talked about conditions along the way.

"Well, you can do whatever you say I do, even if it is to let me pick the grapes with scissors, because... this is God's will!" Lance drew a cross on his chest very religiously.

"Haha, okay, this is God's will!" Zhen Fan laughed, and then galloped toward Temecula. Lance's chattering sound was heard from the carriage along the way.

"Can I drink that wine every day?"

"I think I can take on more important first-level management tasks, such as the caretaker of the wine cellar..."

……(To be continued...)