It's the last day of the double. If you have any pink votes, don't keep them. I'm not good at writing. Thank you for liking me. I'm so scared.
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Seeing someone actually picking up the things from the fairies, the people around them couldn't help but boo.
"Mr. Wu, I'm not afraid that I'll be unable to walk after eating."
Someone in the crowd shouted, which was meaningful and caused a burst of laughter.
The several fairy aunts naturally understood the meaning of these words, and they couldn't help but feel embarrassed and angry. The only Sun Guanzhu looked calm.
How can the bad reputation last long when the evildoer is gone.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Wu Merchant smiled and walked forward as usual.
Having already taken a step forward, wouldn’t it be cowardly to step back?
"Be happy, be happy." Sun Guanzhu's expression remained unchanged and he smiled calmly. He picked up a few cakes and handed them to the salesman.
The small, round pancakes were printed with patterns and were thick and thick, something I had never seen before.
Merchant Wu couldn't help but be curious.
"Xiangu, what is this?" he asked.
"Moon cake." Sun Guanzhu looked at it and said with a smile, "August 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and this cake symbolizes reunion and auspiciousness."
With the first person who dared to accept the gift, gradually more people came to accept the gift.
When Chunlan came over with her servant, the Xuanmiao Temple was very lively.
Chunlan looked curiously at the oil paper bag that was handed to her hand.
"Is this a preserve?" she asked.
"Yes, little lady, these are the preserves for our Xuanmiao Temple. They are used to spread blessings during the Mid-Autumn Festival." The boy said, giving a decent gift.
What good things can be found in such a small Taoist temple? It's just for good luck.
Chunlan casually threw the paper bag into the bamboo basket carried by the boy next to her.
"Which way does Little Xuanmiao Temple go?" she asked.
"Little madam, Xiaoxuanmiao Temple is no longer called Xiaoxuanmiao Temple, it's called Taiping Palace." The boy quickly corrected him while looking at the woman.
Definitely not someone who offers incense and worship...
"Taiping Palace?" Chunlan was surprised, "What a strange name."
"No wonder, no wonder, it means peace." The child said hurriedly.
Chunlan curled her lips, was too lazy to pay attention to the child anymore, and walked up the mountain.
"Miss, are you looking for someone?" the boy asked, "Sister Banqin has gone out."
Chunlan stopped and looked back at her.
"Going out so early? Doesn't she have to look at that stupid... lady?" she said in surprise.
The boy knocked on the door himself, and the fairy who was guarding the door was surprised to see the stranger when he opened the door.
"Looking for Sister Banqin." The boy who led the way said hurriedly.
"Sister Banqin entered the city early in the morning." Xiangu said hurriedly.
"That's okay. I'm a member of the family. I'm here to give them some food and money. How about you take it?" Chunlan said.
The two Taoist nuns looked at each other.
"Master said, don't disturb this lady." The older Taoist nun said, looking carefully into the backyard door.
The yard is very quiet.
"This is not an intrusion. Someone is coming from my wife's house. You should say something." The boy said.
As she spoke, she knocked on the door.
"Enter."
A woman's mute voice came from inside the door.
The child stepped forward happily.
The door of the room was half open, and at a glance he saw a woman sitting in front of the screen.
She raised her head and looked over, and this glance made the walking child stop involuntarily.
"Madam, someone has come to your house to give you something." She said, deliberately slowing down.
In this way, a fool can understand it, right?
At the same time, a girl in Jiangzhou City knocked on the door of Mrs. Zhang's house. When the concierge heard the girl's name, she opened the door happily.
"What do you call this mooncake?" Mrs. Zhang said, looking at the girl.
"Yes, father-in-law, please try it. What we made yesterday was performed by Sun Xiangu." The girl said with a smile, "You will eat more after eating it, be healthy and happy, and everything will go well."
Old Mrs. Zhang laughed, and the old servant beside him also laughed.
"Quick, sir, eat it quickly." He urged.
Mrs. Zhang smiled, broke off a small piece, put it in his mouth, and nodded in praise.
"Thank you for your thoughtfulness and bringing it to me specially," he said.
"Yesterday during the Mid-Autumn Festival we made a lot of food tributes, and Sun Xiangu asked them to distribute them to the benefactors." The girl smiled and took out various food wrapped in oil paper from the basket again, "They are all candied fruits made from wild fruits on the mountain.
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Mr. Zhang smiled and nodded his thanks.
"That's it." The girl said no more, put down these things and left with a smile.
After watching the girl walk out of the courtyard gate, the old servant turned around.
In the room, Mrs. Zhang had slowly finished a piece of moon cake.
"Not bad, not bad." He praised again, then shook his head again, "It's a pity, it's a pity."
The old servant did not ask what the regret was, but remained silent for a moment.
Mrs. Zhang looked at the food piled on the table, noticed something that made a noise, and reached out to pick up one.
"Xuanmiao Guan..." he said, looking at the paper package in his hand.
Only then did the old servant take a look, and there were three words written on the piece of paper.
Old Mrs. Zhang smiled.
"Wan Ping, take my name card and give these candied fruits to several familiar families in the city, so that they can also enjoy the blessings of the Mid-Autumn Festival at Xuanmiao Temple," he said.
The old servant looked surprised. These candied fruits were small and silent, but they were presented with the old lady's name card. The meaning in this was unusual.
This mysterious view needs to be famous.
The old man wants to promote Xuanmiao Guan just for the sake of this little maid.
"Yes." He bowed in response, stretched out his hand and began to put away the candied fruits.
The girl didn't know about Mr. Zhang's decision. She bowed to the kind old concierge again, left the Zhang family's house, and then turned around the alley, when someone ran out of her.
"Sister." he shouted.
The girl was startled, and when she looked closely she looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.
"Sister, I'm from the Cheng family, who are you?" the servant asked.
Mr. Cheng Er listened to Mrs. Cheng Er's words and did not look for the maid one by one at home who could be treated as a guest by the Zhang family. Instead, he asked the maid to come and wait in front of the Zhang family's door. Sure enough, he did.
"I am Ban Qin, the sweet lady." The girl said, and then she recognized this young boy. He was the one who followed Mr. Cheng Er to visit Mr. Zhang that day.
The boy suddenly thought, "Oh," he remembered.
After hearing the boy's reply, Master Cheng and Mrs. Cheng in the room suddenly realized that it was her. Sure enough, she was not from home, but from outside.
"How did she recognize Mrs. Zhang?" Mr. Cheng Er asked.
"I said we met by chance at Xuanmiao Mountain. The old man didn't like to eat, but he liked to eat a few snacks made by that girl, so he recognized them," the boy said.
Snacks?
Mrs. Cheng Er was stunned for a moment, as if she had heard this word before.
What a coincidence, how come the people around that idiot know how to cook?
"In your opinion, is what this girl said true or false?" Mrs. Cheng Er asked.
Mr. Cheng Er thought for a moment.
"The old man is not someone who can be easily deceived. I guess it's not a lie." He said.
"In that case, it's rare that the old lady likes her craftsmanship, so just give her to old lady Zhang." Mrs. Cheng Er said.
This was a good idea. Mr. Cheng's eyes lit up and he nodded.
"Someone, go to Xuanmiao Temple to pick up that girl." He said. (To be continued)
