Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 103 New Year's Temple Fair
For the condensation of the concept of Xiangyan, although it involves some practice of Mi Luo.

But still the same sentence, Mi Luo has enough time, so there is no need to hurry.

Besides, this matter was not what he wanted alone, nor was it something he insisted on. It would be better to use it to see the abilities of Zhen Qingyun and others.As for himself, he only needs to serve as insurance and provide all kinds of help.

At the beginning, Zhen Qingyun first asked Mi Luo for some December moonlight, and Mi Luo could guess what the other party was thinking, but the subsequent operations were beyond his expectations.

He first "leaked" the news and let the businessmen know that there are several high-quality inkstone screens in Xiangyan Temple that are going to be presented to the residents of Lu'an County.

Then, he went to the county again to find some acquainted officials who said that Yanping in Lu'an County had been rising for a while, and some activities could be carried out to promote its consolidation.

In the end, he went to Baiweilou to find Yang Yu and communicate with him for a long time.

After one month, the entire Lu'an County began to get busy, conducting a grand sacrifice for this year's New Year.

Moreover, the location of this sacrifice is different from the past.

In the past, in Lu'an County, because there were no guarding immortals and no temples that became popular, many New Year's sacrifices were held in the central square, or according to their own circumstances.

After Miluo built the Xiangyan Temple, although it played a certain role as a place for celebration and sacrifice.

However, the size of Puming Mountain and Xiangyan Temple is doomed that this place cannot accommodate the residents of the entire Lu'an County.

It must be held, not to mention the manpower and material resources consumed, and once there is a problem, it will be very troublesome to deal with.

Therefore, in the past, neither Mi Luo 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, enough to ensure the safety of Xiangyan Temple and Puming Mountain.

The newly appointed county magistrate of Lu'an County also needs to take this opportunity to gain some political achievements.

Yang Yu can also take this opportunity to experience the different atmosphere of fireworks in Baiwei Building.

The most important thing is that some merchants are willing to bear some of the money for this sacrifice, and some merchants even want to set up some branches here to ensure that they can buy high-quality inkstone screens at the first time.

It can be said that this sacrifice is actually a temple fair centered on Xiangyan Temple.

But when the new year came, Mi Luo was called down by Yang Yu. After a simple decoration, he followed the owner of Baiweilou and walked on the street together.

"Speaking of which, that kid Qingyun, the reason why he persuaded you to enter this temple fair should be that you can feel the different fireworks here. Why don't you sell food, but pull me out and go shopping together?"

Faced with Mi Luo's doubts, Yang Yu said with a smile: "I practice cooking, and things like fireworks are not only found on the stove. The stove burns five flavors, and the crowd is full of joy. Invite all the immortals to gather , Haiyunluo Jiutian. Although I am a monk of Haiyuntian, it is also a good attempt to feel the atmosphere of Wanmintang once in a while. Come, try this, I heard that it is a specialty of Guilin Mansion in Jingzhou."

"I said, when you look at the firing method, it's Yangzhou's method. Do you also believe that this product is the taste of Guilin?"

Mi Luo looked at the several gnarled creatures in Yang Yu's hands, and his whole body was not well.

Yang Yu smiled happily, and took two bites: "Why is it not the taste of Guilin Mansion? This 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 Are you really not going to try it?"

"If it is local in Guilin, or when it is necessary to eat, I will try one or two, and forget it in daily life."

Mi Luo shook his head and refused, but Yang Yu didn't force him, and continued to drag him along the street.

Looking around, there are red lanterns hanging on both sides of the street, and lotus lanterns are also fixed in the canals and streams beside the street. These lotus lanterns serve as lighting to prevent people from dumping garbage in; Remind visitors to be careful not to fall into it.

Apart from these decorations, along the way, Mi Luo also saw a lot of modified food from Wanmintang.

Most of these things are special snacks from various places. The materials used may not be wrong, but because of the techniques and regional preferences, they have become strange.

Mi Luo was not used to eating many foods, but Yang Yu seemed very happy, and several times deliberately let Mi Luo taste it, asking him how he felt and what suggestions?
To this, Mi Luo just replied as usual, and the two walked slowly to the square in the middle of Lu'an County, where most of the jugglers and entertainers were.

Han Xia's juggling is somewhat similar to Mi Luo's previous life, but the things contained in it are quite different.

Most of them have martial arts, or are proficient in one or two techniques.

It's just that the former is either tricky or flawed, cannot be maintained for a long time, and is not good at fighting and killing.

The latter either has no complete inheritance, or has no method of breathing.

Although they are just people who just eat and drink, they have more or less one or two unique secret arts in their hands, which is not easy to deal with.

Therefore, most of them are also one of the most concerned objects of the Protector and the Curse Court.

Yang Yu directly skipped the members of the Protectorate and the Court of Curses in the crowd, and just stared at the jugglers.

She pointed to one of the performers who performed fire eating, and said: "This guy's technique is somewhat similar to some secret techniques of our cooking."

Mi Luo looked along her fingers, and saw a strong young man standing in front of the brazier, reached out and took out a piece of burning red charcoal, chewed it in his mouth, and then blew lightly into the air.

A burst of fire engulfed in clouds and smoke transpired, turning into a wandering dragon flying in the air, its dragon scales trembling, sparks falling, turning into blossoming lotus flowers, slowly blooming in mid-air.

"Good illusion!"

Mi Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help looking at an old gentleman playing the suona in the corner.

The old man played the suona very interestingly, it didn't sound like bad music or joy, its sound was inaudible, as if he was holding a suona to pretend.

But it is because of his suona sound that the performance here is more attractive.

Just like the young man puffing out charcoal flames, and the young man next to him playing with small swords.

The boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he was playing with seven or eight daggers with short and long arms, flying up and down without any fear.

The people on the side were both exclaimed and frightened.

But in Mi Luo's eyes, what the boy was playing with were seven or eight slender wooden sticks. He relied on the meager qi in his body to make a method similar to manipulating a flying sword. In fact, the method was closer to a hidden weapon. .

Yang Yu, who received Mi Luo's guidance, also reacted, looked at the old man in the corner, and asked in surprise, "Old Opera Man?"

(End of this chapter)