Chapter 288: Does Nuwa Still Care About This?

More and more people are coming to the venue.

Tourists are staying at various stalls and shops, some are watching plays or Nuo dance performances, and some are going to experience dragon boat racing.

Feng Yi wandered around and then headed 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 by now is full of stalls selling egg bags.

The boiled eggs are placed in a net bag and woven into a pendant. Children hang them on their chests.

There are simple net bags, more complex ones, and cartoon animal ones that children like.

Many parents who bring their children here will buy one.

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

Feng Yi looked to the side, where there was a sign with pictures and texts.

It said that thousands of years ago, the plague god ran to the human world to harm the young, and people prayed to Nuwa for protection. With Nuwa's guidance, they let their children hang an egg bag at this time every year to ensure safety.

Feng Yi was stunned when he saw all this. "Nu Wa still cares about this?"

This...isn't it made up by the merchants themselves in order to sell eggs and net bags and increase the added value of products?

The boss selling egg bags next to him heard Feng Yi talking about Nu Wa and replied casually: "Of course! Everyone who hangs an egg bag today is the descendant of Nu Wa! The plague god dare not attack the descendants of Nu Wa, all evils retreat! Prevent diseases and eliminate disasters! Good luck all day!"

He looked at Feng Yi again: "Want one?"

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

The eggs in the egg bags on the stall of this stall owner are both chicken eggs and duck eggs.

Feng Yi picked a salted duck egg.

The small net bag woven with colorful ropes contains a clean salted duck egg.

After Feng Yi paid, he held the egg bag in his hand: "Did Nu Wa have salted duck eggs at that time?"

The stall owner responded with an awkward but polite smile.

The stall owner thought: This young man is quite handsome, don't be a nitpicker at such a young age!

Feng Yi stopped talking after noticing the stall owner's mood.

After Feng Yi left with the egg bag, two young men passed by the stall and the stall owner greeted them warmly.

The two young men also wanted to buy it, but hesitated: "We are not children anymore, we don't need this."

The stall owner said loudly: "Adults can also buy it! Is there anyone who stipulates 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 it, the stall owner looked around and tried to find Feng Yi's figure in the crowd. He should not have gone far.

Sure enough, he saw Feng Yi.

The stall owner was about to raise his hand and point over there, and saw--

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

The vendor looked at the scene and his lips trembled.

He wanted to complain but was hindered by the children and tourists around him, so he held it back.

Others buy eggs to avoid the plague god, or to pay attention to the sense of ritual! That guy buys the egg bag purely to eat!

Even if he eats it, at least let the egg bag hang for a while!

Eat it right after buying it!

This is really not for the meaning!

Ha, what myths and legends do you know!

Boring!

Disappointing!

The stall owner retracted his gaze, and raised a warm smile of business on his drooping face again, pointing to another place and facing the customers: "I can't find the one just now. But look over there, a girl also bought it, and the parent with a child next to her is also holding one in her hand!"

The two young men in front of the stall were tempted, "Then buy it, hey, we can still be babies at the age of 20!"

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

Originally, I didn't plan to eat it so soon, but I couldn't carry it, it kept shaking in front of my eyes, which was quite tempting.

Walking all the way, in this area, only the salted duck eggs on this stall smell the best!

Besides, he was a little hungry.

After taking a bite, the oil overflowed from the egg yolk, and the crunchy taste was endless, and the saltiness of the egg white was just right.

It would be nice if there was 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 on this stall are the best, you try it. By the way, buy more to take back. ]

I bought a cup of herbal tea from the herbal tea shop, and then bought two boxes of cakes, and then went to the area selling zongzi, picking a few from each stall.

Sweet zongzi, salty zongzi, big white zongzi... different wrapping methods, different contents, taking into account the tastes of both the north and the south.

Feng Yi found a quiet place to solve it together and put on the mask again.

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

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

[That stall doesn’t sell salted duck eggs individually, so I bought egg bags directly, and bought 20 [picture]]

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

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

[I took the salted duck eggs out of the net bag, and bought 20 from a stall that specializes in selling salted duck eggs and put them in it. I found a donation point next to the venue, and donated all the 20 egg bags. They said they would send them to the children’s welfare home. ]

Due to his job, Xiao Jia is used to figuring out the terrain and layout of a place before going there, so he knows the donation point there.

After Feng Yi looked through Xiao Jia's information, he gave the numbers of several stalls. He bought some zongzi that tasted good, so he asked Xiao Jia to buy more, keep a few for himself, and donate the rest.

If possible, buy some vacuum-packed ones and bring them back to Yangcheng for the housekeeper to try. I don't know if they like it.

Everyone has their own skills and preferences. Anyway, Feng Yi thinks it's okay.

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

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

Feng Yi had just eaten some snacks, so he thought it would be good to go over and take a look, and digest the food at the same time.

The clothing area was very lively, probably because some businesses invited Internet celebrities and small stars, attracting a large number of tourists to watch.

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

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

In this area, Lu Yue's company occupied the largest area.

The exhibition area displays a lot of clothing and accessories with Chinese style Dragon Boat Festival elements, which are available for rental, photo taking and sale. Internet celebrity models and network anchors are also invited to warm up and bring goods.

Various online and offline publicity and marketing plans have been formulated long ago, and Lu Yue does not need to keep an eye on them. There are dedicated persons in charge and teams for each link.

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

Seeing Feng Yi wearing a mask, Lu Yue smiled and said, "You are..."

Before he could say the words "afraid of being recognized", a gust of wind blew over, and Feng Yi sneezed twice in a row.

Lu Yue leaned back: "...Cold?"

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

"Why is it 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 wore today.

Although it was just a seemingly simple solid color T-shirt, Lu Yue could still see the intentions of the maker from many details. The fabric is also the same as that seen that day.

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

"Yes. It was made in the same batch." Feng Yi said.

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

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

Lu Yue hurriedly said: "Oh, yes, you said it before. Sorry, sorry! I've been busy lately and my mind is confused."

After a pause, Lu Yue tried: "Then... is it the one who gave you the transforming car?"

Feng Yi said: "No, that's another one."

Feng Yi was not convenient to tell others about the housekeeper's affairs, so he looked embarrassed.

Seeing this, Lu Yue stopped asking.

But he was very curious and envious.

"It was made in the same batch", which means that several pieces were ordered at once!

What is the way of Feng Yi, this "elder"? I haven't heard of it!

Also, how many "elders" does Feng Yi have that are unknown to outsiders?

The more he couldn't get the answer, the more mysterious it was, and the more curious Lu Yue was. Thinking about it, I will go back and ask the older generation in my family to see if I can get any useful information.

At the activity site of the exhibition area, the booing of the audience made Lu Yue withdraw his thoughts.

Look outside, then look at Feng Yi.

What a pity! If Feng Yi agrees to wear clothes of their brand and show his face in the live broadcast, his popularity will definitely be super hot!

But without Feng Yi's participation, the popularity of online marketing related topics still has to be bought.

Although the several Internet celebrity models and anchors they invited are relatively famous in their respective circles, they are still far from Feng Yi.

"There are too many people in the outer field, let's go to the inner field?" Lu Yue suggested.

Feng Yi originally planned to do so, "Okay."

He had already walked around the outer field, and there were more and more people. There were several people gathered in some remote corners, which made it impossible for him to avoid people when eating. It was not convenient to find food, and it was easy to be recognized.

Lu Yue explained a few words to the person in charge of the exhibition area, took off his business jacket, and changed his shirt into a short-sleeved T-shirt.

He was wearing a watch on his wrist.

Because of the Dragon Boat Festival, Lu Yue deliberately changed the watch strap to a woven strap with festive elements. The dial didn't have any special features and was simple in style.

Feng Yi saw this and couldn't help thinking: Is this a return to nature after being cheated?

Seeing Feng Yi looking at the watch on his wrist, Lu Yue also thought about being cheated.

The first time he met Feng Yi, Feng Yi pointed out the leather problem of the watch. In the current environment of such strict supervision, wearing a watch made of real python leather, is it because his reputation is not ruined fast enough?

Although that incident is in the past, the impact it has on Lu Yue is still there.

"As the old saying goes, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years."

The watch must be worn, but what kind of watch to wear took Lu Yue a lot of thought.

It's not a matter of money, it's really scared, so now he doesn't even believe in those physical stores of famous brands.

Didn't the news say it? Some physical stores also have fakes. Although the probability is extremely low, but what if it happens?

He doesn't dare to gamble.

The watch on Lu Yue's hand is also expensive, but the design style does not have any natural elements, especially those bionic series, those related to animal fur, bones, etc., he will not touch them!

Coughing lightly to ease the embarrassment, Lu Yue said: "Let's go."

Showing the invitation letter, the two entered the inner field smoothly.

The inner field is indeed quieter, and there are also food, but the variety is much less.

Judging from the smell information, these foods tasted similar to those outside. In addition, there was Lu Yue next to him, so Feng Yi stopped staring at the food.

The consumption in the inner court is much higher than that in the outer court. For example, in this painting shop not far from the entrance, the price of an inconspicuous painting may be more than four figures, and there is no concession.

Lu Yue fell in love with a picture of Zhong Kui at a glance.

Feng Yi didn't understand this, but according to Lu Yue, the painter was a well-known figure in the circle and was particularly good at painting pictures of gods and ghosts.

The painting of Zhong Kui that Lu Yue was interested in was relatively expensive in this painting shop, but Lu Yue didn't hesitate at all. He paid directly and took the painting away, looking like he was "so lucky to have missed it."

"I can't tell that Brother Yue still likes this style of painting." Feng Yi looked at the paintings of Zhong Kui hanging on display in the painting shop.

In ancient times, there was a folk custom of hanging a portrait of Zhong Kui for a month during the Dragon Boat Festival to ward off evil spirits.

Feng Yi had seen other people hanging or posting pictures of Zhong Kui before.

Lu Yue said: "Hey, I don't really like it. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming..."

But judging from the neatness with which he just bought the painting, that may not be the case.

Feng Yi asked: "When I buy this kind of picture, should I hang it in the living room? In the bedroom? Or put it on the incense burner and offer it as an offering?"

Lu Yue: "It depends on personal preferences and home decoration. Although there are particularities in hanging such pictures, you must first live comfortably in your own home. If it scares you or the children and elderly people at home, it will be counterproductive."

Then he asked Feng Yi: "Do you want to buy one too? This is not the kind that is printed in batches. Each painting is unique. If you miss it, it will be gone."

Feng Yi shook his head: "I'm not interested in this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw another painting shop.

The paintings hanging on display in that art shop are also related to the Dragon Boat Festival, and there are several pictures of Nuwa among them.

The painting is pretty good.

One of them is particularly artistic, and the proportions of the portrait are just right, unlike some paintings where the tail is either too long or too short. It's just that the scale texture isn't drawn quite right.

Forget it, the requirements can't be too high.

Feng Yi pointed to the painting, "Boss, help me install that painting."

Lu Yue laughed beside him, "You're so fast in the face!"

Feng Yi was not embarrassed, "Isn't this what you said? It's already here."

He did not intend to hang the painting at home, but as a souvenir of the event.

Feng Yi even had a hunch that if he hung this painting in Yangcheng's house, the housekeeper would definitely not be happy.

After all, the tail wasn't drawn perfectly.

Lu Yue didn't know Feng Yi's true thoughts. He just thought that Feng Yi was just like him, buying paintings and going back to his house.

He looked at the pictures of Nuwa in the painting shop. The upper body looks pretty good, but the lower body, that snake-like tail...

Forget it, let’s just hang the picture of Zhong Kui!

After buying the painting, Lu Yue took Feng Yi straight to another place, "I'd like to recommend a particularly interesting one to you!"

After a while.

Feng Yi and Lu Yue sat together and lined up.

The surroundings are filled with the smell of realgar wine.

In front, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe was using realgar wine to draw talismans on people.

Lu Yue: "This talisman painter is amazing!"

Feng Yi: "...sneeze!"