Traveling eastward, Xiao Feng soon arrived at the market town, which was very bustling with people coming and going.
After looking around, Xiao Feng chose a shop that sold steamed buns.
Xiao Feng strode to the shop and picked out a few steamed buns that tasted good.
"Sir, here are your steamed buns. Please take them." After packing the buns, the shopkeeper handed the oil paper bag to Xiao Feng with a smile.
After taking the food from the shopkeeper, Xiao Feng immediately picked up a steamed bun, took a big bite, and then praised, "Boss, your steamed buns taste really good!"
Upon hearing Xiao Feng's praise, the shopkeeper's face crinkled with even more wrinkles as he patted his chest and declared, "Sir, I'm not exaggerating, but our steamed buns have been made for decades, and no one in the entire town makes better ones."
After quickly finishing one bun, Xiao Feng took out a second one and asked the owner if there was a place to sit.
The boss quickly cleared out a small table next to him and let Xiao Feng sit down at it.
Xiao Feng ordered another cup of tea and some other food.
Seeing the boss's smile widen, Xiao Feng knew that he had successfully won the boss's heart with his extravagant display of wealth.
Next, Xiao Feng asked the boss about the Buddhist festival.
"Boss, to be honest, I heard that your town will be holding a Buddhist festival in a couple of days, so I came here specifically to see what it's like. Could you tell me about the festival?"
"After all, I've never encountered this before. What if I accidentally do something against the rules? Wouldn't that ruin this great opportunity?"
The owner has lived in the small town for decades and is naturally a believer in the small Buddhist temple.
Hearing Xiao Feng say this, he was very happy and immediately moved a stool to sit next to Xiao Feng, and told Xiao Feng about the Buddhist festival.
In short, it was a shared pastime for both Buddhists and the townspeople.
During the Buddhist festival, they hold many ceremonies, pray to Buddha, admire the offerings they have prepared in advance, and ask Buddha for their blessings.
"By the way, young man, have you ever heard of the legendary Azure Lord's Relic?"
Xiao Feng was surprised that the boss would bring up the Azure Lord's Relic.
Could it be that the Green Lord's Relic will appear at this year's Buddhist festival?
Xiao Feng feigned curiosity: "What is this Azure Master Relic? I do know that relics are formed after the death of some eminent monks, but is this Azure Master Relic any different from other relics?"
Seeing that Xiao Feng had some understanding of Buddhist matters, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up even more, and he immediately began to tell Xiao Feng about how the Qingzhu Relic was different from other relics.
He also told Xiao Feng that during the three days of the Buddhist festival, the abbot of the small Buddhist temple would bring out the relics for thousands of people to admire, and also to let the relics of the Green Lord bless the many believers.
"I see. I didn't expect the Azure Lord's Relic to have such power. I wonder if a visitor like me has the chance to receive this blessing." Xiao Feng said with a smile.
The owner immediately replied, "Of course! Every year at this time, other tourists come to our town because of its reputation. Buddha is compassionate and merciful to all living beings. No matter who comes, the Green Lord's Relic will bless them!"
Xiao Feng knew this would be an excellent opportunity. Under these circumstances, he would have a better chance of obtaining the relic than if it had been kept in the small Buddhist temple.
But he had to plan carefully, such as finding someone who could take him to get up close to the Azure Lord's Relic.
"Boss, how many steamed buns do you make a day?"
Xiao Feng suddenly changed the subject to his business. The shopkeeper didn't quite understand, but still said as usual, "We can steam about a dozen buns from this pot. On a good day, we can sell more than a thousand, and on a bad day, we can still sell a few hundred."
Xiao Feng spoke directly: "I'd like to buy five hundred steamed buns from you. I can use them for charity during the Buddhist festival. Is that alright? After all, if I'm going to participate in the Buddhist festival, I should at least do some good deeds."
Upon hearing Xiao Feng's words, the boss's eyes lit up.
He immediately realized that Xiao Feng was someone who was not short of money.
The boss was initially very friendly towards Xiao Feng because of his desire to participate in the Buddhist festival.
Now that Xiao Feng has bought several hundred steamed buns in one go, the shopkeeper's attitude has become even more friendly.
"Sir, you are truly a kind-hearted person. These hundreds of buns must have cost a lot of money, yet you are using them for charity. If Buddha knew this, he would surely bless you with a long and healthy life."
Upon hearing what the shopkeeper said, Xiao Feng said somewhat embarrassedly, "They are just some ordinary gold and silver items. If they can be used for charity, it would be my honor."
Xiao Feng quickly took out the deposit and made an agreement with the shop owner on the use of these hundreds of buns.
After happily accepting the deposit, the shop owner gave Xiao Feng a lot of steamed buns of various flavors as a gift.
Under Xiao Feng's gold and silver persuasion, the two quickly became good brothers who shared drinks and laughter.
Xiao Feng also took the opportunity to explain his admiration for Buddhism.
He wants his boss to take him to the Buddhist festival.
Xiao Feng learned from the shopkeeper that although some tourists came to participate in their Buddhist festival, they needed to attend the Buddhist assembly in order to receive the blessing of the Green Lord's relic.
This Buddhist gathering is not open to everyone.
For outsiders like Xiao Feng, getting in would be quite difficult.
Xiao Feng, such a big customer, just ordered several hundred steamed buns.
"He just wanted to attend the Buddhist assembly," the boss patted his chest and readily agreed, guaranteeing that he could definitely bring Xiao Feng in.
"Boss, how many steamed buns do you have left today? I'll take them all!" Xiao Feng said generously.
The shopkeeper counted and found that there were two hundred buns left for the day. Xiao Feng took out a silver ingot and bought all the remaining buns.
Xiao Feng then made an appointment with the shopkeeper to attend the Buddhist assembly, stored all the buns in his system space, and then said goodbye to the shopkeeper.
Having confirmed the news of the Buddhist gathering, Xiao Feng was no longer in a hurry. He strolled around the town, bought a lot of things, and put them all into his storage bag.
Obtaining the Azure Lord's relic is not difficult.
However, once he obtains the Qingzhu Relic, he will definitely be hunted down by the small Buddhist temple, and he may have to wander around for a long time.
Xiao Feng considered that if they encountered any difficulties and had nothing to eat, it would be a very sad thing.
After secretly buying a lot of things, Xiao Feng was preparing to head back home.
As soon as he turned his head, an old monk walked towards him.
The old monk was eccentric, and his robes were tattered, making him look very poor and destitute.
This place is clearly a town at the foot of a small Buddhist temple, but when people see this old monk, they all frown and subconsciously avoid him, as if he were very unlucky.
Xiao Feng naturally didn't want to do anything that would attract attention, and like the people around him, he subconsciously kept his distance from the old monk.
The two quickly passed each other.
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