A holiday can have many meanings.
For example, the Five Poisons Festival that was about to begin in the human world. During the Dragon Boat Festival, realgar drives away evil spirits.
On Earth in his previous life, whenever the Dragon Boat Festival was mentioned, many people would think of the story of mourning for Qu Yuan. But in Xuanzheng Chau, the first festival of the fifth month, the main purpose of this festival was to expel evil spirits and ward off poison. Every family worshipped the Five Poisons Shen Jun, hanging mugwort leaves and drinking realgar. Children even needed to wear colorful ropes to pray for the Five Poisons Shen Jun's protection so that they wouldn't be bitten by poisonous insects.
When Qing Hong and Li Jingxun entered the secular world and opened a restaurant, the first festival they encountered was the Dragon Boat Festival.
The two of them found a place and announced the Heavenly Treasure Restaurant's name. On this day, he specially made a kind of Five Poison Cake with the picture of the Five Poison. This pastry seemed to have five poisons as its main ingredients, but it used peanut butter, red dates, mung bean paste, yam paste, and black sesame as its fillings. The five colors coincided with each other, and the five fillings could all be used as medicine to detoxify and nourish one's health. He then used the wheat cultivated by the Five Color Grains to grind it into flour to make the dough. The Five Poisons Pastry was fragrant and tasty. Soon, a large group of people chased after it.
Seizing this opportunity, Qing Hong took out another snack he made — Jiao millet.
Li Jingxun was very familiar with this snack.
That day, the two of them made an agreement to descend to the mortal world to build a restaurant. The item of fate was the horn millet.
Jiaoshu was the dumpling from Qing Hong's previous life. It was originally a kind of food that was popular because of the worship of Qu Yuan. However, in this world, without Qu Yuan, there would naturally be no Zongzi.
Therefore, Qing Hong found a way to make this snack during the Duanwu Festival and let the immortals try it. Li Jingxun thought that this kind of snack was good, so he suggested that the two of them go down the mountain to open a restaurant.
Now that the Tianbao Restaurant had opened for business, and it was the Dragon Boat Festival, Qing Hong once again introduced this kind of snack to coincide with the occasion.
As he ordered the food, he thought to himself, "I hope this kind of food can become popular in Xuanzheng Chau. I hope I can find more people who like this."
Zongzi, sweet or savory? Candied dates or egg yolks? Or was it the sudden rise of spiciness?
Thinking back to the battle between sweet and salty foods in his previous life, Qing Hong had a wicked thought: If I guide the diet of this world, I wonder if this world will also have a battle between sweet and salty foods?
Currently, he was making five different flavors of sweet millet.
One was candied date dumpling, one was fresh meat dumpling, one was egg yolk dumpling, one was bean paste dumpling, and one was white jade brown dumpling (no fillings).
Through these five types of rice dumplings, he would slowly guide the diet of the mortals in this world and fight for a new battle between sweet and salty.
Of course, Qing Hong was in charge of selling, and these Jiao Millets were all made by Li Jingxun.
By the time they rested at noon, the horn millet had already been sold out.
Outside, it was bustling with activity. There were still many customers. Qing Hong was dressed in hemp garments. He cupped his hands and smiled apologetically, "Please wait a moment, please wait a moment."
"Shopkeeper, your efficiency is a bit slow! If it weren't for the fact that you're the only one in the city, I wouldn't have wasted the effort to line up here! "
"That's right, that's right!"
"It'll be ready soon, it'll be ready soon!" Qing Hong comforted everyone, "After all, it's only me and my sister taking care of it. We still have to have lunch at noon, right? Don't worry, we'll watch the fire when we eat. It'll be ready as soon as we put the pot into it, and we'll bring out the freshly baked, piping hot horn millet later. "
He closed the curtain and went to the back to look for Li Jingxun. He saw Li Jingxun, dressed like a cook, bustling about in the kitchen excitedly, "This is the first time I've heard that these horn millets have so many flavors and patterns."
There were many pots and pans in front of her, and there were all kinds of fillings. In the bucket next to her, there were reed leaves that Qing Hong had picked yesterday soaking in.
Seeing that the young girl was busy, Qing Hong smiled and said, "These fillings are nothing. Using glutinous rice to wrap horn millet is just an ordinary method. Don't forget the green essence and blood glutinous rice, those are the best. "
"Don't worry, the blood glutinous rice and green essence rice have already been prepared. When we get back, we'll send them to the few Daoist temples and temples in the city. "
The two of them randomly found a small city in the human world to set up camp. In the beginning, they had also asked the people from the Daode Buddhism station in the city for help. Therefore, during this festival, they had to go and thank them.
Li Jingxun deliberately prepared the green essence rice, dyed it, and put it aside to prepare the horn millet for the Daode Buddhism companion. The blood glutinous rice at the side was used as a tonic for the elderly in the city. It could be considered a good deed by the two of them.
Qing Hong pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Junior Martial Sister, wait for me, I'll show you my skills."
He let Li Jingxun continue to busy herself, and he flew into the sky. After a while, he came back with two large pieces of cassava.
He used the cassava to extract starch and made it into small thumb-sized balls.
Seeing his actions, Li Jingxun asked curiously, "What are you doing, Senior Martial Brother?"
"Just watch." Qing Hong thought for a while, then took a few kinds of fruit pulp to make stuffing. He used the small white balls as glutinous rice, wrapped them into horn millet, and then steamed them.
When they were cooked and opened, Li Jingxun was surprised to find that the so-called horn millet was not the white jade color she saw, nor was it green or red. Instead, it was a kind of pure and transparent crystal that could faintly be seen through.
In the crystal clear horn millet, the fruit pulp stuffing could be vaguely seen. And Qing Hong's craftsmanship was good, deliberately carving the fruit pulp into the shape of phoenixes and coiling dragons. It looked even more beautiful.
"This … Senior Martial Brother, what's going on?"
"Steamed with cornflour, it'll generally look like this." Qing Hong smiled and explained. He reached out and peeled two for Li Jingxun to taste, then he took the other horn millets she cooked and continued to sell them in the front.
In the afternoon, it was also sold quickly. After all, it was a fresh product, and it was sold out very quickly.
Even if the two of them had the bodies of immortals, they were still half-dead from working non-stop. Until evening, suddenly, a man came to the shop.
This man was dressed like a middle-aged man, and he stopped at the entrance of the shop while fanning himself. When there were not many people, he went up to talk to them. "Today is the Five Poisons Festival, and these Five Poisons Cakes are carved with the appearance of the five poisons, so that children can identify the five poisons and take precautions in advance. It can be considered a small method to benefit the people. Then, what is the meaning of this horn millet? "
"Brother, take a look. This horn millet is tied with five-colored threads, just like a divine dragon, and it has the meaning of warding off evil. Also, the material of horn millet is exquisite, and it has the meaning of nourishing one's health. "
"Oh?" The middle-aged man stared at the baskets of horn millet in front of him, and suddenly smiled. "Then, I've learned something."
After saying that, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.
Qing Hong's expression changed, and he put down the work in his hands and started to think.
"Senior Martial Brother, are you slacking off?" Li Jingxun brought out the freshly cooked horn millet. "Hurry up and continue selling, the customers outside are waiting!"
"Junior Martial Sister, when you go to the Daoist temple to deliver horn millet to your fellow disciples, make a trip to the Five Poisons Temple. After all, he came here personally, and we can't pretend that we don't know. "
Thinking about it carefully, that middle-aged man just now, didn't he look like the Five Poisons Shen Jun?
Li Jingxun saw Qing Hong's expression, and he vaguely guessed that it was because we made the Five Poisons Cake, and it was a new snack that attracted the attention of this Shen Jun?
After all, today was the Five Poisons Festival, and it was the day to worship the Five Poisons Shen Jun. On this day, his divine power increased greatly, and most Ground Fairies didn't want to provoke him.
"Senior Martial Brother, don't worry. Although this Shen Jun is known as the 'Five Poisons', he is a respectable righteous god, and he is harmless to you and me."
"It's true that he is harmless, but I'm afraid that if someone has a request, I can't ignore him!" Qing Hong shook his head and continued to sell.
That night, Qing Hong and Li Jingxun were busy the whole day, and they were resting in the tea room behind the shop.
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and Qing Hong and Li Jingxun felt something.
Li Jingxun smiled and said, "Alright, Senior Martial Brother, you were distracted for the whole day. Now that the main character is here, you can talk to him yourself!" As she said that, she brewed another cup of tea and moved a chair over. "Shen Jun, you are a guest, please take a seat."
Qing Hong also brought out the Five Poisons Cake and Jiao Millet. "Since Shen Jun has come to this small house, please come out and meet me."
The Five Poisons Shen Jun swaggered out. "I have enjoyed the Jiao Millet that the two of you worshiped in the temple. Not bad, it suits my taste, so I came to thank you. "
"Thank you? I think Lord Shen Jun has something to ask of me."
"Of course, it's rare to meet two immortals. I need the two of you to do me a favor. "
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