Although the condensation of the concept of Xiangyan involves some spiritual practice of Milo.
But again, Milo still has enough time, so there is no need to hurry up.
Besides, this matter is not what he wants, nor is it something he must have. It is better to use it to see the abilities of Zhen Qingyun and others. As for himself, he only needs to act as insurance and provide various kinds of help.
Just fine.
At the beginning, Zhen Qingyun first asked Milo for some moonlight from the December General. Milo could guess what the other party was thinking, but the subsequent operations exceeded his expectations.
He first "leaked" the news to let businessmen know that there were several fine inkstone screens in Xiangyan Temple that he planned to give away to the residents of Lu'an County.
Then, he went to the county to find some familiar officials who said that the inkstone screen in Lu'an County had been rising for some time and some activities could be carried out to promote its consolidation.
Finally, he went to Baiwei Building to look for Yang Yu and communicated for a long time.
A month later, the entire Lu'an County began to get busy, holding a grand sacrifice for this year's New Year.
Moreover, the location of the sacrifice this time is different from the past.
In the past, Lu'an County had no immortal officials and no well-established temples. New Year's sacrifices were often held in the central square or according to the circumstances of the family.
After the Xiangyan Temple was built in Miluo, it played a certain role as a place for celebrations and sacrifices.
However, the size of Puming Mountain and Xiangyan Temple means that this place cannot accommodate the entire residents of Lu'an County.
It has to be held, not to mention the manpower and material resources consumed. Once problems arise, it will be very troublesome to deal with.
Therefore, in the past, neither Milo nor Qian Zhiwen carried out a grand sacrifice with Xiangyan Temple as the core.
But this time is different. The number of monks in Xiangyan Temple has tended to be saturated, which is enough to stabilize Xiangyan Temple and Puming Mountain.
The newly appointed magistrate of Lu'an County also needs to take this opportunity to gain political achievements.
Yang Yu can also take this opportunity to experience the fireworks that are different from those in Baiwei Tower.
The most important thing is that some businessmen are willing to bear some of the money for this sacrifice, and some businessmen even want to set up some branches here to ensure that they can purchase high-quality inkstones as soon as possible.
It can be said that this sacrifice is actually a temple fair, with Xiangyan Temple as the center.
But when the New Year came, Milo was called down the mountain by Yang Yu. After a brief decoration, he followed the owner of Baiweilou and walked down the street.
"Speaking of which, Qingyun, that boy, the reason why I persuaded you to join this temple fair is probably because you can feel the different fireworks here. Why do you have the intention to drag me out and go shopping together?"
Faced with Milo's doubts, Yang Yu smiled and said: "I practice cooking, and things like fireworks are not only found on the stove. The five flavors are cooked in the stove, and the people are full of joy. Invite all the immortals to drink.
, Haiyunluo Jiutian. Although I am a monk from Haiyuntian, it is a good try to feel the atmosphere of Wanmin Hall occasionally. Come, try this, I heard it is a specialty of Guilin Prefecture in Jingzhou."
"I said, if you look at the cooking method of your food, it is Yangzhou's technique. Do you also believe that this food has the taste of Guilin?"
Milo looked at the several gnarled creatures in Yang Yu's hands and felt that he was not feeling well.
Yang Yu smiled happily and took two bites: "Why is it not the taste of Guilin? This kind of transformation of the original cooking method to make it more suitable for the local area and spread it widely is still very characteristic of Wanmintang. You
You really don’t want to try it?”
"If it's local in Guilin, or if I have to eat it, I will try one or two, but I'll forget it for daily use."
Milo shook his head and refused, but Yang Yu did not force him and continued to pull him along the street.
Looking around, there are red lanterns hung on both sides of the street, and lotus lanterns fixed in the ditches and streams on the street. These lotus lanterns serve as lighting to prevent people from dumping garbage; on the other hand, they also
Visitors are reminded to be careful and not to fall into it.
In addition to these decorations, Milo also saw a lot of modified food from Wanmintang along the way.
Most of these things are special snacks from various places. The materials used may not be wrong, but due to the techniques and regional preferences, they become all kinds of strange.
Milo was not used to eating many foods, but Yang Yu seemed very happy. He even deliberately let Milo taste it several times and asked him how he felt and what his suggestions were.
In response to this, Milo just answered as usual, and the two slowly walked to the square in the middle of Lu'an County, where most of them were jugglers and entertainers.
Han Xia's juggling is somewhat similar to Milo's previous life, but the content behind it is quite different.
Most of them have martial arts skills or are proficient in one or two arts.
It's just that the former is either a trick or has flaws, cannot be maintained for a long time, and is not good at fighting and killing.
The latter either does not have a complete inheritance, or there is no way to express it.
Although they are just people who make a living, they more or less have one or two unique secret skills, which are not easy to deal with.
Therefore, most of them are also one of the objects of greatest concern to the Guardian Division and the Curse Court.
Yang Yu directly ignored the members of the Guardian Division and Curse Court in the crowd, and just stared at the jugglers.
She pointed at one of the people performing fire-eating and said: "This guy's technique is somewhat similar to some of our secret techniques in cooking."
Milo followed her fingers and saw a strong young man standing in front of the brazier. He reached out and took out a piece of red-hot charcoal, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then blew it gently into the air.
A stream of fire steamed up in the clouds, turning into a dragon flying in the air. Its dragon scales shook, and sparks fell, turning into blooming lotus flowers, slowly blooming in mid-air.
"What an illusion!"
Milo narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but look at an old man playing the suona in the corner.
The old gentleman's suona sound was very interesting. It didn't sound like music, nor did it sound like joy. His sound was inaudible, as if he was pretending to be playing the suona.
But it is because of his suona that the performance here attracts more attention.
Just like the young man breathing charcoal flames, and the boy beside him playing with small swords.
The boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he was playing with more than a dozen daggers with long and short arms, flying up and down without fear at all.
The people on the side looked at it and exclaimed in surprise and fear.
But in Milo's eyes, what the boy was playing with was just a dozen slender wooden sticks.
Although these young men have little Qi, they are already able to control the sword with Qi, and control the movement of the flying sword like a hidden weapon.
Yang Yu, who received Milo's guidance, also reacted. He looked at the old man in the corner and said in surprise: "Baixisou?"