Chapter 129: Bring a big mule to make money

Author: Winter Moon

Chapter 129: Bring a big mule to make money

Tangyuan drove the carriage quickly. Bai Fu'er rubbed sweet potato's head and turned into the house. Today, the stinky brat was very cognizable and knew to hide. If he dared to stand in front of her in a noble manner, he would have to beat him up.

That male white lotus is really hateful.

Moreover, Wei Yunqi was biting the sour jujube cake hard in the car, as if this would allow Bai Fu'er to bite into his mouth. A stinky girl, lying to his dog.

"Duyuan, go and ask me the dog back."

After hearing this request, Tangyuan was about to cry. At first, the dog was also loved by the little fairy girl Fu'er, and his son became more and more unreasonable.

"Young Master, do you think I can get a dog from the little fairy Fu'er?"

"Young Master, listen to my advice, forget it, the little fairy Fu'er is so amazing that we can't beat."

His young master is really good. He can't even argue, and he can't win the fight. He even yells to deal with others all day long, but he gets cleaned up so badly every time.

Remember to eat or not to beat.

Wei Yunqi became even more angry when he said this. He thought that he was already starting to practice martial arts now, and told him that it would be no longer too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and that he would always be able to defeat that stinky girl.

Seeing that he did not continue to talk about this, Tangyuan quickly changed the subject, "Young Master Liu said that the city was really boring. He got a few horses and said they were all good horses. He was going to make an appointment with someone to walk the horses together. Do you want to go?"

In the mouth of Tangyuan, Mr. Liu was a friend brought back from Kyoto by Wei Yunkun. Since he arrived here, he has been eating and drinking at the Wei family.

Wei Yunqi's face was not good-looking, and he didn't know how to ride a horse at all. It was not that his good brother didn't know about this, but he still invited him.

“Not available.”

Tang Yuan nodded and thought that his young master would not go. Although the eldest son looked at him, he always used words to provoke his young master. He said that the young master was very pitiful. He had been sick for so many years and missed a lot.

As the sun rises, more and more people are on the street. Sweet potatoes are busy greeting guests. When they pass by, they will take a look at them more often. Bai Fu'er has long forgotten the Wei Yunqi and helps in the shop.

"Fuer Fuer, let's take the big mule to make money."

Baiguoer, who had gone out for a walk, ran back excitedly, "I just heard that it was going to celebrate Feng Festival. This year, the city will have a big start, and many Duan Gong are coming to open the mandala."

"The most important thing is that the arena is open, and it will take seven days."

The Fengfeng Festival is a traditional festival in the Jiao Kingdom, but it is not held every year. This festival will only appear in the good year. When the autumn harvest is over, one will have to be held to thank God for his favor this year. After all, it is up to God to give him a full meal.

The Qingfeng Festival in Cangxi County is very lively. Duan Gong, who is acclaimed in the county, has to set up a grand occasion to enter the city to parade, and then open a celebration at the designated place in the yamen, attracting thousands of soldiers and thousands of gods to celebrate together.

The arena is just west of the city. At that time, anyone who thinks that their cows and mules can be sent to participate in the competition. Everyone can buy one or two lottery tickets for a lottery.

Of course, both the ox and mule that were the leader can be rewarded by the government, with the first one being five taels of silver.

The entire Fengfeng Festival is the most lively arena. It is not that it is too intense, but that it is full of jokes. Those big buffaloes who work in the field on weekdays are very panicked when they go to the arena. They are dressed in fancy styles and can often bring laughter to the people who watch the lively.

"How fast does our mule run? We will definitely get first place, and there are five taels of first place."

Bai Fuer was also very moved because the big mule ran a little fast.

"Let's tell my grandfather, let's go sign up this year."

The two sisters discussed for a while and the big mule was about to participate in the competition in the arena. After hearing Bai Fu'er's words, the big mule happily jumped two steps on the spot, "Register, you must participate. The mule master wants everyone to see who is the first of the mules in this county."

‘Let you see how powerful the Mule Master who runs with all his might is.’

‘Why didn’t there be any horses? The Mule Master wants to compete with a group of horses, you can make arrangements.’

‘Hahahahaha’

Bai Fu'er rolled her eyes and asked the sky silently, was she treating this mule as its subordinate, and she still went to arrange it?

Can she arrange a group of horses and a mule so verbose?

Not clear-headed.

The news that Cangxi County was about to celebrate Feng Festival soon spread throughout the villages. In previous years, the people of Wenchang Village, who were not very concerned about this matter, were excited, especially those who followed the Tiaodun Gong, who were even more passionate.

"I don't know if Uncle Bai wants to participate. If you want to participate, you should bring us."

"I think I must participate. What a great opportunity. If I were Uncle Bai, I would go."

"Hehehe, we'll go for the scenery at that time."

There is no money to go to the Fengfeng Festival to open the celebration hall, and you have to take care of the expenses yourself, but this is a glory. It is a matter of gratitude to all the people of Cangxi County thank God. This is such a great thing. If you don’t have money, you also want to go there.

What's more, if anyone sees them not bad and invites them to go there again, wouldn't this be a profit?

Unfortunately, Bailihui was not at home, so they could only look forward to it.

"I have to attend, I have to attend."

Bailichang was very excited, "My brother is so capable. If he doesn't participate in such a big event, it will be a flaw. This is a good opportunity to make a name for himself. What reason does he not participate?"

"Oh, I was too impulsive back then. If I didn't go out, I would be Duan Gong. As soon as I got on my robe, I could communicate with gods and go to the mansions of nobles. I was so glorious."

Mrs. Fang glared at him, "I have this kung fu to sigh, can I help build a new house?"

"Oh." Bailichang shrank his neck, "I'll go now."

Why did the old woman become more and more powerful after she arrived in Wenchang Village?

On this day, Bailihui and Taoist Master Wubian entered the city together. The two of them were discussing the Wu family's children's temple. Taoist Master Wubian told Bailihui that he had some shortcomings in handling funerals.

"I read your book, it's still good. Your family is getting better and better now. In the future, more and more people will ask you for Pepsi. Some high-ranking families have a lot of requirements for funerals and do not blindly pursue pomp."

"You look at it well, but Duan Gong also has to know how to read Feng Shui. You are just a little bitch and have to learn. I see that your third brother is better than you in this regard, and he is willing to learn it. This is very good."

Baili Hui nodded repeatedly and was taught humbly.

When he learned that the Feng Festival was about to be held, Taoist Wubian said, "Qianyuan Temple must come to open a prayer temple, so you can come too."

Mr. Bai Duan laughed, "Of course I'm coming."

I thought I didn’t have the strength in previous years, so I said I would come to participate in anything this year.
Chapter completed!