There are more and more people at the venue.

Tourists stopped at various stalls and shops, some watched operas or Nuo dance performances, and some went to experience dragon boat racing.

Feng Yi walked around and went straight to the food area.

Due to the differences in tastes and customs between the north and the south, this cultural and arts festival is well prepared.

The area Feng Yi is passing through now is filled with several stalls selling egg bags.

Boiled eggs are placed in a mesh bag and woven into pendants. Children hang them on their chests.

There are simple net bags, there are also more complicated ones, and there are also cartoon animal models that children like.

Many parents who bring their children will buy one.

After all, not everyone can knit net bags. Those who can knit will buy colorful ropes and weave them themselves, and will not come to the stalls selling egg bags.

Feng Yi looked to his side, where there was a sign with pictures and text.

It is said that thousands of years ago, the god of plague came to the world and harmed young children. People prayed to Nuwa for protection and got advice from Nuwa. Every year at this time, they let their children hang an egg bag to keep them safe.

Feng Yi looked at these things in a daze, "Does Nuwa still care about this matter?"

Isn't this... really something that merchants made up in order to sell eggs and net bags and increase the added value of their products?

The boss selling egg bags next to him heard Feng Yi talking about Nuwa and replied smoothly: "Of course! Everyone who is wearing an egg bag today is a descendant of Nuwa! The God of Plague would not dare to deal with Nuwa's descendants.

Take action and all evils will be dispersed! Diseases and misfortunes will be warded off! Good luck will come all day long!"

Then he looked at Feng Yi: "One?"

Feng Yi hesitated for two seconds and nodded: "Okay."

In this stall owner's stall, the eggs in the egg bags include both chicken eggs and duck eggs.

Feng Yi picked one with salted duck eggs.

A small net bag made of colorful ropes contains a clean salted duck egg.

After Feng Yi paid, he picked up the egg bag in his hand and asked, "Did Nuwa have salted duck eggs at that time?"

The stall owner responded with an awkward yet polite smile.

The stall owner thought: This young man is quite handsome, and he is a gangster at such a young age!

Sensing the stall owner's mood, Feng Yi said no more.

After Feng Yi left with his egg bag, not long after, two more young people passed by the stall, and the stall owner greeted them warmly.

The two young people also had the idea of ​​​​purchasing, but they hesitated a little: "We are not children anymore, we don't need this."

The stall owner raised his voice and said: "Adults can do it too! Does anyone have a rule that only children can buy it? Just now, someone about your age also bought an egg bag!"

Seeing that the other party didn't believe him, the stall owner raised his eyes and glanced around, trying to find Feng Yi's figure in the crowd. He shouldn't have gone far yet.

Sure enough, he saw Feng Yi.

The stall owner was about to raise his hand and point over there when he saw——

Feng Yi sat on a wooden chair by the roadside, took out the salted duck eggs from the egg bag, peeled off the shells neatly, and then opened his mouth to bite off half of the salted duck eggs.

The vendor's lips trembled as he looked at that scene.

I wanted to complain about something, but I suppressed it because of the children and tourists around me.

People buy eggs to avoid the plague god, or to have a sense of ritual! That guy buys egg bags purely for eating!

Even if you eat it, you might as well let Dandu hang around for a while!

Eat as soon as you buy it!

This really doesn’t mean anything!

Haha, you idiot knows nothing about myths and legends!

Boring!

disappointed!

The stall owner withdrew his gaze, with a warm business smile on his slumped face again. He pointed to another place and faced the customers: "I can't find the one just now. But look over there, there is a girl who also bought it.

The parent with a child next to me is also carrying one in his hand!"

The two young men in front of the stall were tempted, "Let's buy it then. Hey, we can be a baby even when we are twenty!"

On the other side, Feng Yi, who was sitting on a lounge chair, swallowed the remaining half of the salted duck eggs in the egg bag he just bought.

Originally I didn't plan to eat it so soon, but when I carried it, it didn't work, it kept dazzling in front of my eyes, it was quite tempting.

Along the way, this stall has the best smell of salted duck eggs in this area!

Moreover, he is a little hungry.

After one bite, the oily juices overflow from the egg yolk, and the rustling texture leaves an endless aftertaste. The saltiness of the egg whites is also just right.

It would be nice if there was still a bowl of warm white rice porridge.

Feng Yi took a photo of the stall and sent a message to Xiao Jia:

[The salted duck eggs at this stall are the most delicious, try it. Buy some more and take them home.]

I bought a cup of herbal tea from the herbal tea shop and two boxes of pastries. Then I went to the area selling rice dumplings and picked a few from each stall.

Sweet rice dumplings, salty rice dumplings, big white rice dumplings...different packaging methods and different contents, taking into account the tastes of both the north and the south.

Feng Yi found a clean place to finish the problem together and put on the mask again.

The salted egg yolk in the salted egg yolk rice dumplings is not as good as the salted duck egg I just ate.

Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Yi received a message from Xiao Jia:

[That stall not only sells salted duck eggs, so I bought the egg bags directly, and bought 20 pieces [picture]]

[The stall owner said the limit is limited, and one person can only buy 20 pieces at most]

[I asked the stall owner for his contact information. If necessary, I can place an order with him after the holiday.]

[I took the salted duck eggs out of the net bag and went to a stall that sold salted duck eggs to buy 20 more and put them in. I found a donation point next to the venue and donated all 20 egg bags. They said they would give them away.

Go to the Children's Welfare Home.]

Due to professional reasons, Xiao A has a habit of first checking out the terrain and layout when visiting a place, so he will know where the donation points are.

After reading Xiao Jia's information, Feng Yi gave the numbers of several stalls from which he just bought rice dumplings that he thought tasted better. He asked Xiao Jia to buy more, keep some for himself, and donated the rest.

If possible, buy some vacuum-packed ones and bring them back to Yangcheng to give the housekeepers and others a try. I don’t know if they like it.

Each craft has its own merits, and people's preferences are also different. Anyway, Feng Yi thinks it's okay.

After transferring money to Xiao Jia, Feng Yi was about to change places for a walk when he received another message from Lu Yue.

Lu Yue was at the clothing exhibition area and asked Feng Yi if he wanted to go over and play.

Having just eaten some snacks, Feng Yi thought it might be a good idea to go over and have a look, while he was eating.

The clothing area is very lively, probably because some businesses have invited Internet celebrities and starlets, attracting a large number of tourists to watch.

Lu Yue pointed out a shortcut to Feng Yi, which was the only passage for staff.

When Feng Yi arrived, Lu Yue was waiting at the backstage of their company's exhibition area.

Lu Yue's company occupies the largest area in this area.

The exhibition area displays many costumes and accessories with Chinese-style Dragon Boat Festival elements, which are available for rental, photography and sales. Internet celebrity models and online anchors are also invited to warm up and bring goods.

Various online and offline publicity and marketing plans have been formulated long ago. Lu Yue does not need to keep an eye on them all the time. Each link has a dedicated person in charge and a team.

If Lu Yue had to do everything himself, the company would not be far from bankruptcy.

Seeing Feng Yi wearing a mask, Lu Yue smiled and said, "What is this..."

Before he could say the words "Afraid of being recognized", a gust of wind blew by, and Feng Yi was seen sneezing twice in succession.

Lu Yue leaned back: "...have a cold?"

"No, I'm a little allergic." Feng Yi said.

"Why are you allergic? Are you okay?"

Lu Yue looked around and didn't know what the allergen was.

"It's okay." Feng Yi replied.

Lu Yue's attention fell on the clothes Feng Yi was wearing today.

Although it was just a seemingly simple solid-color T-shirt, Lu Yue could still see the maker's care from many details. The fabric was also the same one he saw that day.

"Is this also custom-made for you by your elder?" Lu Yue asked.

"Yes. They are made from the same batch." Feng Yi said.

Lu Yue was really curious and couldn't help but ask again: "Is it the elder who gave you the house in Cuihu Luhai?"

Feng Yi: "No, that old man has passed away."
To be continued...