The little Pixiu, Song Mengmeng, who was napping and slacking off in her immortal cave, inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name from a book.
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Flower cakes can be considered a specialty of Yunnan Province. In recent years, the cultural revival brought about by national self-confidence has given many industries with a long history a renewed vitality.
So when local agencies approached Director Liu seeking cooperation, he readily agreed.
It can attract viewers and promote traditional culture at the same time, so why not?!
When the guests arrived at the workshop, the workers had only just started their shift.
Actually, this workshop isn't very big, but it's said that the technique for making flower cakes is a family heirloom. The recipe has been passed down through generations, and the new successor has added some improvements to suit the changing times and the tastes of more people. In just a few years, this workshop, which was almost on the verge of bankruptcy, has reappeared in the eyes of the world with a brand new look.
The person who received Song Mengmeng and her companions was Li Ruyi, the 86th generation successor of this workshop, who was about the same age as them.
"Please come this way." Although Li Ruyi was young, she handled things very thoroughly and skillfully. While leading the guests to tour the entire workshop's workflow, she also made sure to introduce some historical and traditional topics from time to time so that the tour would not be too monotonous.
"Mengmeng, what's wrong?" After touring the workshop and entering the final reception room, Song Mengmeng stopped in the courtyard. This surprised Yao Anna, who was standing very close to her. She turned around and curiously walked over to ask Song Mengmeng, who was staring in one direction. She then realized that the little girl's attention was focused on a beast-shaped sculpture on the side of the courtyard: "This is..."
It looks somewhat like a lion, but upon closer inspection, there are obvious differences. Moreover, judging from the meticulous carving and the sense of age emanating from its surface, this sculpture is definitely not a recent creation.
It's definitely an old item that's been around for a while!
“It’s a Pixiu.” Song Mengmeng slowly took two steps forward, raised her hand and gently patted the Pixiu’s front paw, and rarely spoke to answer Yao Anna’s question.
No wonder she felt particularly at home from the moment she entered the workshop; it was because of this Pixiu statue.
This statue must have been worshipped with great devotion, because Song Mengmeng could feel an intense and unyielding power of faith emanating from it.
She took away the offerings that were very helpful to her current recovery, leaving behind her blessings. As long as the owner of the Pixiu continued to make devout offerings, the Pixiu would continue to bless them with peace, joy, and success in all things.
“Hey, at first glance I thought it was a lion.” Yao Anna didn’t think too much about it and casually picked up where Song Mengmeng left off, saying, “But looking at it up close, it really is much more majestic than a lion. But nowadays very few people put this kind of sculpture in their homes. It looks quite novel at first glance.”
"That's our family's guardian beast." Seeing Song Mengmeng and the others lingering, Li Ruyi, who was walking ahead, stopped and turned back, introducing it in a low voice as Yao Anna spoke: "It was carved by a very famous stonemason at the request of my great-grandfather. Originally, there was a pair, but one was destroyed in the war, leaving only this one here."