Out of curiosity, Loran Hill walked out of the courtyard and came to the outside of the inn. At this moment, the streets were already filled with people parading.
The fish-shaped lanterns on the street look like long dragons. The outside is made of some kind of fire-proof gauze, the color is like the red tail of a goldfish, and they are held up by long poles below, with torches burning at the top of the poles.
The huge fish shape made of fireproof gauze is lifelike, with its mouth open. As the person below dances forward, air pours in, and the torches inside illuminate it. The scattered sparks and flames flow in the big fish, illuminating its entire body with a bright and flowing beauty.
Accompanied by the sounds of gongs, small drums, and trumpets, people cheered and danced with the giant flaming fish as they passed through the streets. Surrounded by many adults and children watching the fun, their faces illuminated by the flames also smiled, and occasionally bursts of cheers were heard in response to the parade.
The whole city is bustling even at night, with vendors selling food and small items on every street and alley.
Feeling hungry, Loran Hill walked onto the street and prepared to buy something to eat.
"Braised with balsamic and golden bells, a century-old flavor."
"Bright Lantern Shrimp ~ 2 silver rings per plate."
No matter what era it is, the style of shouting on the street is still so similar. Loran Hill walked along the street, looking at the local food curiously.
The so-called Guangming Lantern Shrimp is to heat the oil in a pan to 70% hot, then put the prawns in and fry until they turn red, then put in the green onion, ginger, cooking wine, salt, sugar, tomato sauce, and chicken broth, add the mushrooms, and simmer over low heat until the flavors are absorbed, turn to high heat, thicken with wet starch, turn over, remove from the pan, and arrange in a lantern shape on a plate, press the shrimp tail with a lantern fringe made of egg skin, cover the shrimp head with mushrooms on the upper part of the lantern mouth, then use oil to stir-fry the remaining juice in the pan and pour it on the shrimp.
The small palm-sized plate looks particularly tempting under the light of the orange lanterns.
Although it does not have any extraordinary powers, its fragrance and gorgeous appearance still attract tourists from all over the world. Many people who have some spare money will buy some to try.
"Give me a plate." A strong man looked at it and stretched out his hand to put down two silver rings.
"Mom, I want to eat too." A child stretched out his hand and begged his mother beside him.
"Okay, okay, I'll go buy it right away..." The mother also slowly approached.
Looking at the crowd in front of the stall, Loran Hill took a look and decided not to squeeze in. Instead, he walked to the other side where there were fewer people.
"Would you like some Golden Bell Crispy Fried Meat, miss?" The vendors here seemed to be a couple. The man was preparing the food quickly while the woman was serving the customers on the other side.
"Well, give me one." Loran Hill handed over a silver ring.
It’s a bit expensive, but that’s probably the case in most scenic spots, she recalled the scenes of traveling in her previous life.
"Okay~" The woman in her 30s took the money and talked to her husband beside her. Soon, a copper bell that was placed upside down in the big furnace was taken out. The copper bell was buckled on the wooden table, and then opened. A golden and crispy pancake that looked like a copper bell appeared in front of the girl.
She touched it lightly with her hand. It was still a little hot, but the shell was very crispy and exuded a fragrance.
"This is best eaten while it's hot." After saying that, the woman at the stall partially wrapped it in thick paper and put it in the girl's hand.
"OK, thanks."
So Loran Hill walked on the street holding the crispy night food. When it cooled down a little and was no longer hot, she took off her veil, then stood under the archway on the street and watched the fireworks ignite in the open space in front of her.
Specially made small fireworks sprayed sparks, spun on the ground, rose slightly, and then fell, while adults and children played and watched in the open space of the market town.
Just as Loran Hill was eating quietly, a familiar voice slowly came over. It was the two brothers he had just seen in the courtyard.
"Brother Jiao, is every festival so grand?" The two chatted casually, and then approached the open space in the market.
"Not really, but the last festival didn't go on as planned, leaving it vacant for a while. That's why it's so grand this time. After all, it was last held ten years ago, and the locals miss it quite a bit."
"Oh, then why did it happen last time..." The junior brother in white clothes asked while holding a folding fan.
"That time, there was a great change in the world. Just one year had passed, and the highest cultivator in the world was only at the second level. There was no one who could preside over the ceremony." The senior brother looked up at the stars in the sky.
"In addition, many practitioners of the older generation have passed away in recent years, and many things are in danger of being lost. The local factions have no time to take care of them, so the situation has only gradually eased up now."
"But the priestess of this generation of Yuyan Hongyu Sect is said to be very beautiful. Do you want to pursue her? Haha." The senior brother laughed loudly, and his voice was so hearty that it could be heard from far away.
"Brother, stop joking. Not only am I only at the fifth level now, but the Yuyan Red Ray Sect is also the only sect in the Yanyue Continent. Ordinary people can't afford it." The junior brother beside him shook his head.
"Ha, you have to have ambition. Learn from the best and you will achieve the best. I still have high hopes for you. Many younger sisters in the sect admire you. Besides, you have a good family background. You are..." Senior Brother Jiao patted the shoulder of his younger brother next to him.
“Of course I have self-awareness…”
The junior brother's voice suddenly lowered. The senior brother next to him turned around and saw that he was stunned. He followed his gaze and saw the girl sitting under the archway in the market town.
Beneath the smooth black hair is a stunning face, illuminated by the rising fireworks. The tiny shadows of the eyelashes slightly rotate as the fireworks rise. As the fireworks fade away, the face falls into the hazy night again. Only the beautiful figure is illuminated by the lanterns, leaving a soft silhouette on the ground.
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