Hans drove out for a stroll, then returned with two barrels of paint.
He found Hannah, opened the storage unit, and took out a toolbox. After cleaning the box, he suddenly fell into a daze.
Li Du asked, "Are you thinking about how to modify this set of furniture?"
Hans was stunned for a moment before he recovered. He smiled bitterly and said, "No, this was a birthday gift for my dad when he was forty. I used the money I earned from my summer job to buy this toolbox."
Li Du gave Ah Meow a look and gestured for it to act cute in front of Hans.
Ah Meow looked at him suspiciously. After thinking for a while, it ran over and gave Hans another paw!
"Sh * t, I didn't offend you or your dad. Why are you scratching me again?" Hans cried.
Li Du was embarrassed. He wanted Ah Meow to act cute to help Hans get out of his sad memories. Although the method was wrong, the result was the same.
As he packed up the files, pliers, small axes, and other tools, Hans said, "Ferage and I used this set of tools to do many amazing things. D * mn it, I was always the assistant and he was the master. Now, finally, ha, d * mn the world! D * mn the reality! "
"Now you know why I don't believe in God, right? If He really exists, why would He take the life of a good man, a devout believer? "
Li Du did not answer, but comforted him. "Now I'll be your assistant, your most loyal assistant."
"Just like I do for my dad?" Hans looked at him expectantly.
Li Du nodded. "Yes."
"Then, let's hear 'Daddy' first!"
"Ah Meow, scratch him!"
"Meow, meow!"
"Sh * t, when did your cat become so obedient?" Hans suddenly screamed, and there was another wound on his leg.
Although they were joking, Hans was still very serious when it came to work.
He explained to Wang Bo, "The neoclassical style is very simple. It uses straight lines as the keynote, and does not use too many details. It uses right angles as the main body, and pursues the harmony and coordination of the overall proportion. The workmanship is exquisite, and the design is refined and simple."
Li Du said, "I can understand the meaning of every word you say, but I can't understand when you string them together into a sentence."
Hans rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, I'll be more straightforward. Come here and take a look. Be it the 'classical' or 'neoclassical' styles, there are all kinds of embroidered cloth, tassels, rivets, and other decorations."
"This means that we don't need to add or remove anything. In other words, we don't need to destroy this long table. This is the simplest kind of modification work."
"Then what should we do?" Li Du asked curiously.
Hans pointed at the lines on the table and said, "The lines of the classical style are more complex and gentle. It emphasizes on carving. Although neoclassicism also placed great emphasis on carving, the lines were simpler and clearer. These are established facts that cannot be changed. "
"What we can change is the color. Classical furniture has strong colors, mainly white and yellow, which makes it look magnificent and luxurious."
"The colors of neoclassical furniture tend to be more warm, and they like to use the color of logs for decoration. The two buckets of paint that I bought are camouflage with logs. We will patiently paint the long table, disguise some lines, and make others stand out. This way, we can blend in with the beauties. "
Li Du kept nodding. When he heard the last metaphor, he was suddenly convinced. "You Americans are really uncultured. This is called passing fish's eyes off pearls, or a leopard cat for a crown prince!"
Hans was taken aback by the Chinese that he spoke. In the end, he said bitterly, "So what if you know a foreign language?"
It was easy to say, but troublesome to do.
This set of furniture was high-end, and Hans had also bought high-end paint. They had to be very careful when painting, as there were some places that could not be painted.
It was like they were putting makeup on the long table. Hans was the main painter, and Li Du was the assistant. He held the Tianna water in his hand, and if the paint was not applied well, he would immediately wash it off and start again.
In order to make the furniture look like a set, they also made simple decorations on the sofa and the small table, trying to make the lines as consistent as possible.
Hannah brought them beer, set up a stove, and grilled meat and sausages to reward them.
They worked for a full four hours, until the moon was in the middle of the sky.
Hans clapped his hands and said, "Finally, it's done."
Li Du breathed a sigh of relief. "I almost suffocated!"
The Tianna water was a paint thinner, which was poisonous. One or two sniffs of it would feel sweet, but if one sniffed it for a long time, one would feel dizzy and suffocated.
When they were done, the two of them went to take a shower. Hans pointed at him and said, "Good morning!"
"What?" Li Du did not understand what he was talking about.
"In the first episode of the first season of The Big Bang Theory, when Howard first met Penny, she went to take a shower. Then the perverted man said this sentence in Chinese. It's very famous, and you don't know it?" Hans looked surprised.
Li Du threw the towel on his face. "Of course I know, it's' take a good shower, 'not the mess you said. But that sentence itself is a mess. Chinese people don't say things like that. "
Hans raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I know your Chinese is broad and profound, but can you take a shower quickly? I can't wait. "
"You can take a shower together," Hannah said, leaning against the door.
A look of anticipation appeared on Hans' face. "Really?"
Li Du went in awkwardly, and the shower was much faster.
Hannah bought some steaks, pork rolls, sausages, and bacon. She had already raised the grill and could barbecue directly.
A few sausages were rolling on the grill, making a sizzling sound. A lot of oil frothed on the outside, giving off a rich aroma.
Hans came out shirtless, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and moaned, "Oh, oh, oh, God, this smell, this familiar smell, it's so good!"
Hannah smiled, holding a bottle of beer. "If you knew I also prepared Steve Jobs, you would think it's even better, right?"
Hearing this, Hans was pleasantly surprised. "Really?"
"Of course." Hannah smiled.
Li Du asked curiously, "Steve Jobs? What do you mean? "
Hannah took out a tray with a few peeled apples on it.
Li Du laughed. "Oh, it's baked apples. I thought you were going to roast people."
Steve Jobs was the boss of Apple. Of course, this apple was not the same as the one in their hands.
Hannah's baked apples weren't as simple as putting them on the oven to roast.
In addition to the peeling, the apples were also hollowed out. The cores were gone, and in their place were some fillings.
Hannah mixed butter and brown sugar with gooseberries, biscuit crumbs, cinnamon, nutmeg, and rosemary to make a soft sugar paste and stuffed it into the apples.
In addition, both sides of the apples were sealed with cotton candy. This way, when placed on the grill, the butter and brown sugar would melt at high temperature and enter the pulp.
The first to be cooked were the pure meat sausages. Li Du took one and ate it while it was hot. His mouth was filled with the aroma of meat and oil, and with a little chili and cumin powder, it was simply delicious.
Hans said, "Compared to baked apples, buddy, this is not good at all. Hmm, but it's okay. Here, give me another one, I want more. "
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