The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and even Liu Liangzong, who is managing the sub-view outside, chose to go, and the three people in the Chaosi Temple began to prepare for this festival lively.

The area of Chaosiguan is not small, and the three of them should be inconspicuous in it, not to mention the excitement, so the paper Dafa is really a good thing, fold a few more, and it can have a decent atmosphere compared to real people.

As for the meticulous work of making stuffing with noodles, the paper man can also handle it very well, but these have to be done by the paper man, and it is meaningless to throw down a sub-view of Chao Siguan wherever he puts it, just trying to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with all the staff.

Even if that sub-view defense is not hasty, there are two paper figures cleaning and there is a set of formations that can at least make it impossible for people with low cultivation to enter.

And people who are cultivated at an average level will not be able to look at the things in the mortal realm view that Chao Siguan has just arrived, if the subjective things are put like this, even if they will offend Yu Qingchen, a large number of people will rush to steal them.

The tide of thought is poor and poor, the background is everything, not counting gold and silver spirit stones, there are low-end reserves, and after the high-end things are acquired, they can completely build a large sect similar to the Streamer Sect, and ascend to the sky in one step.

As for spirit stones and low-end things, the high-end ones can be made by taking out one or two pieces at will, and the resources that are enough for one or two thousand people are only used by a few people, which can be regarded as luxury from a certain point of view, even if in fact these two people are not qualified to use those things often.

Without a fluke mentality, no one will generally think that they have stolen something from Chaosiguan, after all, the essence of Chaosiguan is there.

Those who tried to come here to steal things were also not weaker than Chen Yingdao, but they were all looted, hung up outside the door for three days, and their belongings became part of the tide of thought.

There is a reason why Chao Siguan has not had much input and has never sold anything until now, there is a reason why a big family who comes to steal can let them eat for hundreds of years, and if the low level has the idea of stealing, they can't find Chao Siguan at all, and the one with a higher level does not have a lot of property.

Not everyone is a child of the Tide of Thought, and the equation that cultivation equals wealth is common in the cultivation world most of the time.

It's really just that the monks who take risks because of poverty are far from having enough spirit stones and low-end materials, but there are not many monks who have the means to get enough high-level items, and even if they do, it is enough to make money by replacing the property with the spirit stones condensed by some of the monks' foundations.

Therefore, Li Xizi is a real genius, in the past, there were many people like him who tried to make a sect with a sparse number of people, a dilapidated station, no income, but a lot of good things, and elite personnel, but the only one who could continue for so long and not see the decline was the tide of thought.

Some things are not enough just to rely on Yu Qingchen's care after thinking about it, and the affection left by Lixizi to Yu Qingchen is only enough for Yu Qingchen to watch, don't let Chao Siguan degenerate into a third-rate sect, leaving a wisp of incense.

So far, it can be regarded as a relatively special first-class sect, rather than a third-rate small sect that no one dares to mess with, relying on the various means left by Li Xizi, even if the latecomers have added a lot to the means, but the main role has always been what Li Xizi left back then.

These are not the point, the point is that the moon cake crust made by Zhong Huaiqing is enough for more than sixty moon cakes, and Chen Yingdao, who is in charge of making the filling, has just bought the materials.

Ah, it's really a familiar experience, Zhong Huaiqing, who has made the moon cake crust, numbly does what he does every year, takes over from the master, starts to make the filling, and then according to the elder's drawings, he uses the tools he chooses to chop down the wood he likes to make the shape he wants.

Then I worked hard to make the moon cakes, set up the fruit offerings, and the main food had nothing to do with what he made, the sixty moon cakes were beautiful, and the moon cakes were cut into three petals and tasted one petal each, which recognized everyone's efforts.

The main moon cake was condensed by Chen Yingdao with a thing that could gather moonlight that night, the taste was sweet, and it had a certain quenching effect on spiritual power.

For Chen Yingdao and Liu Liangzong, the most important role is not to stuff their stomachs as much as they eat, and their stomachs will not bulge from the beginning to the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival overnight.

Zhong Huaiqing's craftsmanship is good, the moon cakes he makes taste very good, but the moon cakes have been in the Mid-Autumn Festival for more than ten days, and the ones that have just been baked have not deteriorated.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been used to it for so many years, Zhong Huaiqing would definitely not do it.

It's not that he hasn't picked on it, Chen Yingdao didn't say anything at the time, and forced him to eat more than ten mooncakes at night, only to know how terrible the tasteless mooncakes are.

At least sixty mooncakes must be made in order to make the thing left by Li Xizi taste, or on the premise that Zhong Huaiqing's craftsmanship is good.

This can't explain why Zhong Huaiqing has to make all the moon cakes, but it is enough to suppress his anger.

Skillfully wrapping the mooncakes, remembering a small technique taught to him by Yu Qingchen, Zhong Huaiqing's heart moved.

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Received an unexpected gift, Yu Qingchen raised his eyebrows, the little paper crane didn't go out today, and came over with great interest when he smelled the fragrance.

The mooncakes that are still steaming are not the taste that they have tasted in Chaosiguan before, probably, no, it must be made by Zhong Huaiqing herself, and she also remembers that this kind of filling seems to be the favorite of the little guy in the past, but she didn't expect that there has been no change in more than a thousand years.

Ignoring the little paper crane's eyes, he put away the moon cakes.

I originally planned to take this opportunity to go to the mortal world to see their festival, but I received an invitation to a monk's gathering, even if it was the usual practice in the past, it was strange that no one invited me in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yu Qingchen was still not very happy.

That's it, since the first such gathering after leaving the customs should not be completely refused, then wait for a day or two, and you can not worry about these things in the coming year.