Chapter 130 Mysterious Faith

Author: Winter Moon

Chapter 130 Mysterious Faith

Sour jujube cake has become famous in the county town, and I don’t know if it’s the little flower dog’s credit. Anyway, there is a shortage of supply every day, so it is very normal for out of stock.

The few sour jujube trees on the back mountain of Baijia have been beaten into bare branches. In desperation, Baijia can only purchase sour jujubes in the village, which cost 3 cents two kilograms. The children in the village all went out to get news. These children ran around the mountains all day long. They knew best that there were sour jujubes. On that day, Baijia's sour jujubes piled into small hills.

Zhang Xiaobao got 30 kilograms of sour jujubes and got 45 cents. He suddenly became the richest child in Wenchang Village, and his laughter spread almost all over the land.

With the sour jujube, the people who make sour jujubes have become a problem. They rely on the two sisters of Baifuer to make large quantities, and even if their little arms are broken, Baihuaer also joined the team making sour jujube cakes. Baiduoer was like a rattle that was shaking, but her grandmother was pressed on the field.

"I wish Qingqing had already married."

Xiao Li was a little regretful. The equipment for the new house had been delivered, and the two families had already seen it, and it would take half a month to pass.

Bai Fu'er was so busy that she didn't touch the ground. "Grandma, aunt, why don't we invite Sister Qingqing to do it together. The Fengfeng Festival is about to begin. Everyone will go to the city to watch the fun. It's a good time to sell these small snacks. My uncle also said he would invite a few kids to take maltose and jujube cakes to go alleys to sell."

"In order to make jujube cakes these days, my aunt and uncle have cooked a lot of malt sugar and are busy preparing the goods to be sold on the Fengfeng Festival. They have no time to help us."

"I asked Sister Qingqing to live directly in the city. Who can say anything?"

Bai Duoer couldn't wait to step forward, "Grandma, just invite that Qingqing to come. I'll stay at home to help collect the sour dates."

She really doesn't want to make jujube cake. She now feels so painful that her arms are now. She doesn't even want to eat jujube cake.

Po Li thought about it and nodded, saying to Xiao Li: "We countrymen don't have so many rules, so you can tell Qingqing Niang that if you make money, you can also get Qingqing's share."

Xiao Li went happily. As someone who was about to become a mother-in-law, she wanted to bring Zhang Qingqing home today.

Qingqingniang was a little hesitant when she heard this. After all, her daughter had not passed the door yet, and she felt that the opportunity was rare. The two of them discussed it and agreed, but they asked that they would come back after the Fengfeng Festival.

In the evening that day, Bai Fuer took Zhang Qingqing and two big baskets of sour jujubes to the city, and officially started working the next day.

The sky was clear and the autumn wind blew. The sound of drums and gongs sounded in the city early in the morning, and laughter was also everywhere on the faces of the people. The Feng Festival in Cangxi County began.

Today's county town is particularly lively, and the altar of Qianyuan Temple is magnificent and solemn. Today they want to serve as a temple to thank God for their blessings and to sacrifice to the gods for peace. As lay disciples, Bai Fuer went to help early in wearing a small Taoist robe.

Taoist Master Wubian said that she was distorted at this time and even arranged important tasks for her.

Countless believers came from all directions, and even county magistrates who expressed their disbelief of ghosts and gods appeared when they arrived here. No matter what they thought, he did not dare to jump out and say anything on such a festival that the people were looking forward to, and could only learn to accept it.

Bai Fuer’s task is to stand behind the county magistrate and remind the county magistrate at any time what to do.

The county magistrate seemed to have never seen such a scene, and was a little interested, "Little Taoist nun, what kind of god is the man stabbed in the field?"

Bai Fuer followed his gaze and explained: "Sir, that's the plague god. I'll send it out and burn it when the temple is over."

Plague God?

The county magistrate twitched slightly, and Bai Fu'er added, "The ones that are going to be pulled out and burned during the Spring Festival are the gods of fire. Anyway, bad gods will be pulled out and burned in turn."

Believe in this thing, it’s really complicated to say.

The county magistrate may think that these are nonsense, "If you burn this plague god, you can ensure that the weather is good here?"

Bai Fu'er blinked and said seriously: "This is faith. Such a temple can give these believers great confidence, so that they believe that they can be blessed by heaven, and that they are very powerful as a temple monk, and that they can communicate with the world."

The county magistrate smiled but said nothing, "It's really ignorant."

Bai Fu'er said nothing after hearing this. She was a high-ranking official, so it would be better for her to say less.

After the temple began for a while, Bai Fuer received a reminder and said, "Sir, it's time for you to come forward to burn incense to the heaven and earth on behalf of the people of Cangxi County. You must be pious."

Seeing his indifferent look, Bai Fuer couldn't help but remind him, "This matter is not to be joking. You must be sincere. The emperor will sacrifice to the heavens. This is a big deal."

I was so worried that this young and energetic adult was still chanting in his heart, "It's really ignorant."

"The blessings of the people in the county depend on you."

The county magistrate looked at her little face full of seriousness, subconsciously felt that the little girl had seen through what he was thinking, and got up and bounced him. There was no dust on his body, "Let's lead the way."

Bai Fu'er led him forward and retreated to the side when he arrived at the place where the incense was burning. Professional people came to do professional things. The mage personally lit the incense for the county magistrate. For some reason, the county magistrate who held the incense looked at Bai Fu'er and looked at Bai Fu'er. Seeing that Bai Fu'er was still staring at him for no reason, he turned around and knelt down devoutly.

Bai Fu'er raised his ears and heard the county magistrate muttering in his heart, "The heaven is above, and the officials are below are Liangcai. Today, he represents all the people of Cangxi County. Thank God for his blessings and pray for good weather in the coming year."

After muttering, he piously inserted the incense into the incense burner. The solemn ritual music in the field rang out. The county magistrate subconsciously looked at Bai Fu'er, and actually found a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

What are you satisfied with?

He just became pious?

When the scene ended, the plague god was sent away and burned, and the city soon became noisy. Duan Gong's team entered the city at this time.

All the Duan Gong wore robes or jackets, brought their boss's knife, tokens and other items. From the beginning of entering the city, they set up their formations, and the sound of cow horns from each family was sobbing.

Baili Hui, who participated in the Feng Festival for the first time, also came and brought the men from Wenchang Village. The men were dressed neatly and all of them were wearing red masks. The masks were ferocious. With the sound of cow horns and drums, they danced specific dance steps towards their mandala.

According to unwritten customs, people who are watching the fun will prepare some firecrackers, incense, and candles, and then they will leave these firecrackers, incense, and candles for the Duan Gong who they think are the best, gathering people to pick up incense, and cure diseases and eliminate evil.

Therefore, this has become an opportunity for Duangongs to show their strength. The amount of firecrackers and incense candles is the best reflection of their strength.
Chapter completed!