Pinching the silver hairpin in his hand, Hua Mian repeatedly confirmed the list, wanting to see any clues from it, and looked through it twice, but the information about the hairpin on the list was not mentioned.

This is strange, according to Sikong Yu's almost perverted perfectionism, it is impossible to allow himself to have such a loophole.

The silver hairpin in the hand is not big, this is not big does not refer to the length, from the length it is even slightly longer than the flower hairpin that the flower girls insert on the head, but it is not like the flower hairpin with a complex and exaggerated shape, some of the flower hairpins on the flower style has been as big as the actual one, it looks like an increase in the burden on the head, no wonder people here are not tall.

The hairpin in Hua Mian's hand, there is no pattern on the hairpin, only a small orchid grass is carefully carved in the hairpin tail part, the orchid blades are slender, and an orchid is attached to the blade of grass.

Only this one, I don't know who sent it, since it is in the package for himself, there is absolutely no reason to return it.

As for the seasoning ingredients in this place, they can also come in handy at this Lanqiu Festival, and it is still much better than not receiving anything.

In order to prevent further accidental ingestion, Huamian put a note on the outside of each box and bottle, indicating the contents of the bottle, and stored it in the compartment next to the bedroom.

In the evening, Shion stood on the wooden platform specially built on the third floor for this Lanqiu Festival, looking down at the flower platform under her feet.

“... So if I just jump from here and act like I'm not 'jumping' but 'flying'? ”

At this time, there are only three days left before the Lanqiu Festival, and the craftsmen only wait for the last day to dismantle the scaffolding, and now only Hua Mian is left in the cloth shed with a few maids who do rough work in the building and Ziyuan to do the final adjustment.

Hua Mian instructed a few maids to go to the winch, hold the wooden handle to fix the rope, and tie the colorful silk for the asters.

"Sister Ziyuan, wait a minute, look at my gesture, you can jump down from here, and see the peony painted in the center of the flower stand, you can jump to the stamen."

In addition to being smaller than in previous years, the flower stand is not sloppy at all, and there are painted flaps, silk yarn flowers, lanterns and other objects.

Huamian even found someone to bring a few large porcelain water tanks from the garden and placed them around the stage, and now the tanks are full of leftover scraps from building the flower platform.

"The tank hasn't been filled with water yet? But do you want to put a lotus flower? I saw that the purple lotus in the pond in the garden was in full bloom in the past few days, and I called Xiao Ling'er to pick some."

"No, don't, don't"

Listening to Aster's words, Hua Mian waved his hand again and again.

"It's good to use an empty tank, and it will be emptied before the Lanqiu Festival"

Aster was puzzled, and said, "What are the empty jars doing here, and they are not utensils from the hands of some famous artists."

"That's why it's the magic weapon"

For this Lanqiu Festival, Hua Mian racked his brains in the details, if you separate the piano sound and singing voice, in fact, the aster is not top-notch in the flower street, in previous years, it accounted for the coincidence of voting rules, and this year the rules have been changed, and if you want to keep the position of Oiran, you have to spend some thought elsewhere.

It happened that some time ago to catch the full moon, Hua Mian lay in bed and had nothing to do to flip through the mobile phone, found a book of unpopular knowledge, and saw one of the descriptions of using an empty tank or well as a megaphone, which was very interesting, and after the experiment, it was found that it was indeed feasible, so it was one of the secret weapons of the Lanqiu Festival.