Chapter 121 Liu Ji: I’ve already put on airs here!
"It's the celebration after the autumn harvest."
"You haven't celebrated Mid-Autumn Festival yet, right? Why not set it for August 15th? The weather is clear and bright, and the moon is shining brightly in the sky. It's a perfect time for moon-viewing and sightseeing."
Wei Shengxue stretched out her hand and used her spiritual power to draw a full moon. With a hint of nostalgia, she said, "The older sister who took care of us used to buy a big mooncake on this day. When we looked up, we'd see the round moon, and we'd share the mooncake beneath it."
"There's a story about Chang'e flying to the moon, a story that's been passed down since the time of her home planet. But in reality, we all know there was nothing on the moon originally. After returning to her home planet, it became a permanent base for scientific and archaeological expeditions. It's filled with technological artifacts; there's no Chang'e or Jade Rabbit."
Ying Zheng listened quietly at the side, extracting the information revealed from her words.
Nothing to do with romance
Immortals can go to the moon at will, and they despise it. To them, the moon is a kind of barren land, but it is very close to their home planet.
The mother star, judging from the name, should be the star where the immortals were born.
As expected of an immortal, he was born on a star.
But don’t immortals become immortals through cultivation?
Ying Zheng changed his mind and successfully convinced himself: If he became an immortal, then his children would naturally be immortals from birth.
"Don't any of your friends or relatives have any cooking skills?"
Wei Shengxue thought back to the orphanage's fully functional kitchen robot. "Not really, but we all like making our own mooncakes. And well..." She spread her hands. "Exploding the kitchen is a common occurrence. I'm not sure if the mooncakes are edible, but it's no problem for me to make a dent in the iron plate."
"At times like these, I'm too hypocritical to eat food made by robots, thinking it's cold and soulless. So, I just have to buy it. Handmade products are incredibly expensive, and the sugar is so thick it's like poison. It's greasy and oily, and I always just take a bite and throw it away. I complain that I have to buy a smaller one next time, but then the next year I get another one that's just as big, and the cycle repeats itself."
When Wei Shengxue talked about this, her mouth was full of complaints, but in fact, a warm smile unconsciously appeared on her face, and even her eyes seemed to melt with spring water. One could tell at a glance that she must be recalling the beautiful and warm past.
Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with emotion, and he said something ambiguous, "Your parents must be a loving couple, and your brothers and sisters must also have a harmonious relationship."
"Huh?"
Wei Shengxue turned her head to look at him, "I don't have any parents."
"I'm a targeted talent, directly cultivated by the Cultivation Center after screening and matching the best genes according to demand. The group with me are all wood-type mutants created to fill talent vacancies in various exotic plant bases. They have talents far beyond ordinary people in plant growth and cultivation."
Facing Ying Zheng's suddenly wide eyes, Wei Shengxue continued indifferently, as if introducing an insignificant person, "I mutated. My originally gentle channeling ability has become highly aggressive. After graduation, I will probably be assigned to the exploration team."
【Host! ! ! 】
【Don’t say everything! ! ! !】
The system, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly popped up and began to parkour in her sea of consciousness.
I’m dying, I’m dying, why can’t you control your mouth? !
Wei Shengxue's head was buzzing with the 3D sound. He used an illusory hand to hold down the system and then smoothed over his words, "It's quite different from Daoist Fellow's Great Qin, isn't it?"
Ying Zheng shuddered and his heart immediately began to tighten.
Oh no, I hope the immortal won’t get suspicious.
Wei Shengxue, her heart pounding, tried to smooth things over. "There are three thousand worlds in the world of immortal cultivation. Some customs are similar, while others are quite different. Once you can freely travel through the three thousand worlds, you'll be able to see different scenery."
Seeing Ying Zheng's expression of 'I see', she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As for what to do if the truth is revealed after the other party can really travel between different worlds?
Anyway, she must have run away by then, so even if I was angry, it wouldn't affect her.
Weishengxue glanced at him cautiously out of the corner of her eye: You probably haven’t noticed my lie.
Ying Zheng maintained a calm expression, feeling a little uneasy in his heart: The immortals probably didn't realize that this is not the fairyland.
Both of them had something on their minds and were afraid of being exposed suddenly. They chatted awkwardly for a few minutes and then each found an excuse to leave.
"I'll go prepare the teaching plan for basic formations and weapon refining."
"I'll first order someone to spread the news of the Mid-Autumn Festival celebration."
Weishengxue: Slip away.
Ying Zheng: Take the lead.
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After several months of development, reading the biweekly "Daqin Daily" has become a habit for many scholars. Even illiterate people will take time to go to the village entrance to listen to the latest news from the village chief.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival celebration on August 15th next year, an industry-wide competition will be held and the winners will receive blessings from the immortals!
The news on the front page quickly spread throughout the world.
Unlike when she first arrived in Daqin, Wei Shengxue's prestige and reputation in various places are now so great that even she herself can't imagine it.
The excitement that only happens once every two weeks was shrouded in the aura of an immortal. This issue of the Daqin Newspaper was sold out immediately, forcing the printing factory to print more copies day and night but still could not meet the demand.
News about the Mid-Autumn Festival also spread across the country.
Kuaiji County.
Liu Ji seized this opportunity to immediately launch propaganda and mobilize manpower.
"My fellow villagers, Kuaiji County boasts the nation's first pearl farming base. Next autumn, when the clams open, the prize of 'First Place in Pearl Farming' will definitely be ours!"
"Think about our chickens, think about our pigs, think about the changes we've undergone in the past year. Could the immortal's blessing be any worse than this?"
The petty officials and peasants gathered below to listen to his call shouted in unison: "No!"
Liu Ji continued to shout at the top of his voice: "Raise the best pearls in the Qin Dynasty and become the most powerful common people in the Qin Dynasty!"
"We watch over them every day, and we worry about them all the time. Those coastal counties just send their mermaids into the water to salvage the pearls, hoping to get the best pearls. Are you willing to let them rob us of our immortal spirits?"
Everyone followed his words and instantly felt filled with anger at having their things taken away.
They yelled, “I won’t accept this!”
Even if a few people noticed something was wrong, they quickly lost their ability to think in such an atmosphere and started shouting along with the crowd.
Liu Ji raised his fist and shouted, "The first pearl county of the Great Qin! Find Kuaiji on the southeast coast!"
The crowd raised their hands and chanted, "The first pearl county of the Great Qin! Look for Kuaiji on the southeast coast!"
Liu Ji continued to shout: "Daqin people, Daqin soul, we are the first people of Daqin Pearl!"
The crowd below roared at the top of their lungs: "Daqin people, Daqin souls, we are the number one Daqin pearl!"
Slogans were chanted one after another, and everyone was excited. They set new goals in their hearts:
——Let Kuaiji County become the most powerful pearl breeding base in Daqin.
Are you talking about Chu?
What Chu land!
They are in the Pearl County of Daqin!
No one can take away their title of the number one county in the Pearl of Qin!
Anyone who makes them lose this title is their enemy! Enemy!
After the meeting, Liu Ji coughed lightly a few times and drank two pots of honey water before his hoarse throat felt a little better.
"Let's go to Xianyang and tell them about this matter. Shouldn't we publish a report in the Great Qin Newspaper to publicize this matter?"
Liu Ji thought that with this matter hanging in the balance, at least nothing serious would happen in Kuaiji County.
I hope Xianyang can be smarter and make good use of this good example!
He wrote several pages of paper, rambling on and on, wishing he could do the promotion himself.
"Mr. County Magistrate, don't worry. The person in charge of propaganda is Lu Jia." The official who was just assigned from Xianyang this year reminded him kindly.
When Liu Ji heard this, he knew there was something fishy going on. His curiosity immediately flared up, "Is this person different?"
The official thought of the "talent" he had seen under the Chief Justice, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"This man loves fame and is good at spreading it," he emphasized. "He's also very courageous. He's willing to sacrifice his life for fame!"
This was the first time in his life that he had heard of someone who dared to step on His Majesty to gain fame!
There are many people who like fame, but he is the first one who dares to do this!
No, no, no, I should say that he is the first person who dares to do this and is still alive!
Liu Ji knew from his expression that he hadn't said the whole thing, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just thought about when to secretly ask the immortal about it. It was hard for others to tell, but she knew for sure.
…
Jingyang was one of the first places to enjoy the blessings of the immortals, and since it was close to Xianyang, the news spread the fastest.
Houtou Village also has a complicated relationship with Wucheng Hou Wang Jian. The village chief announced the good news on the day the news came out.
He also boldly announced: "Our Houtou Village was the first place to produce honeycomb briquettes, and we want to win first place in this celebration!"
"Village chief, we have nothing here, it's not easy to get first place."
The village chief waved his hand and pointed towards the foot of the mountain. "Our fields are fertile and can grow good crops. So our goal is—"
"Grow the highest yield of grain per mu?" someone answered quickly.
"Bah!" the village chief spat at him. "Our goal is to grow the biggest pumpkin possible!"
Villagers: Huh?
Facing their disapproving glances, the village chief proudly raised his head and said, "I've already inquired. We can't win those big prizes. We can only try to win the smaller prizes on the margins. There's a competition for the thickest wheat ears, and there's definitely a competition for the largest pumpkin. Let's go for that prize!"
"That's a blessing from the immortals! If we get it, how can our village be bad in the future?"
"Everyone, if this works, your descendants will all enjoy it!"
It made a lot of sense. The villagers looked at each other, and after a while, they nodded in unison.
Done!
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