I have a seaside five-star hotel

Chapter 341
The drums roared.

More than 120 islanders held up the sea bowls, knelt down on their knees, and poured the wine in the bowls into the sea.

behind them,
Islander women also sprinkled baskets of peanuts, dates and walnuts into the sea.

The rest of the islanders bowed to the sea.

The ancient and solemn ceremony seems to be seen only on TV.

This kind of ceremony, which is similar to praying to the gods, was a sacrifice to the gods in ancient times.

Today, it is more like a cultural inheritance of cohesive spirit, living by the sea, accompanying fish, and blessing together.

As the first bowl of wine was poured, the islander woman held the wine jar again and filled everyone's bowls again.

"boom……!"

Another drumbeat came.

The uncle in sweatshirt took a deep breath and shouted loudly:
"Toast again, safe entry and exit!"

"Three toasts, full of fish and shrimp!"

Bowl after bowl of wine poured out.

The wind and waves roared on the sea, and the clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, as if they were about to press down on everyone.

The uncle in sweatshirt stood alone on the high platform, chanting Binhai's sacrificial oration:
"Nanjiang Xiaoma is located by the sea. It contains immeasurable treasures and inexhaustible resources;"

"The ground floats on the thick sea, plowing the sea, animal husbandry and fishing. The silver nets and the sea are intertwined, and the iron arms are built to build a paradise."

"Natural rivers can be inexhaustible, but small details can last forever."

The words of the uncle in sweatshirt are not completely Mandarin, but there is a hint of ancient local dialect in it.

But not only does it sound like there is no discomfort,
With the content of the sacrificial oration, it sounds full of sacredness.

"Relying on Hai Enze, enriching the people and rejuvenating the country. The sea is widowed and the river is clear, and the country's fortune is prosperous."

"Since the end of the year is staggered, pray for the sea, may the dragon flag hunt, a good harvest and good health, aim at the new yuan, and look forward to the east!"

"Pray!"

The uncle in the undershirt finished speaking.

The sound of drums and conch shells sounded again.

The islanders on the island knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly to the sea.

Chen Jianhai and Xiaolang knelt on the ground together, following the example of others, raised their hands high above their heads, and clasped together.

"May the sea be endlessly blue and the fish multiply endlessly!"

The prayers of the islanders merged together.

At first their voices were just their own simple wishes, and their voices were chaotic and scattered.

But slowly, the voices of praying gradually became one, louder and more uniform.

"Wash the sea!"

The uncle in sweatshirt gave a loud shout.

Everyone stood up from where they were.

Chen Jianhai and Xiaolang stood there blankly, and saw the men on the island rushing to the pier, as if they were about to board a boat.

The women turned around and walked towards the island.

"Brother... what is the procedure?" Xiaolang asked.

"I don't know either." Chen Jianhai was also a little scratchy.

What is washing the sea?

Never heard of this at all!
He originally thought that the New Year's celebration on the island was just a small party, but he never expected that the sense of ritual was so strong!
Feng Di just told them to wear formal clothes to attend last night, and didn't tell them anything else.

Just when the two stood there stupidly, confused and confused,
Uncle undershirt and old Yan walked over.

"Gourd baby, you come on board with me." The sweat shirt uncle said.

"Xiaolang, come with me." Lao Yan said.

With that said, the two of them walked towards the pier with their hands behind their backs.

Chen Jianhai and Xiaolang looked at each other in astonishment, why are the boats they boarded different?

But do as the Romans do,

It must be right to follow the rules of the island.

walk to the pier,

Chen Jianhai and Xiaolang followed Uncle Undershirt and Lao Yan to board each other's boat.

As soon as he boarded the boat, Chen Jianhai saw the decorations of the sun, waves and tiger's head painted on the bow of the boat, and there were two strings of small firecrackers hanging on both sides.

"Gourd baby, set off firecrackers with me!"

While speaking, the uncle in sweatshirt led Chen Jianhai to the bow of the boat, and handed him a burning stick.

Chen Jianhai didn't doubt that he was there, took the burning stick, and lit the wick of the firecracker together with the uncle in sweatshirt.

The next moment, crackling firecrackers sounded from the boat.

Chen Jianhai covered his ears in shock.

It seemed that they heard the sound of firecrackers on the boat of the sweat shirt uncle, and the other boats also sounded firecrackers one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the uncle in sweatshirt solemnly burned a piece of gold foil paper on the bow,

After calculating the time,

The sound of the motor "da da da" sounded,
The vibration under his feet seemed to be the power of a motor, and it also seemed to be the waves of the sea against the fishing boat, rushing Chen Jianhai to leave the pier and sail towards the distance.

As the first boat of the sweat shirt left the port, the rest of the boats followed one after another.

Thousands of boats raced, and the waves splashed.

The fishing boats meet end to end, look left and right, and sail through the waves to the depths of the sea.

"It's spectacular..." Chen Jianhai turned around and murmured.

"See you for the first time!" the uncle in sweatshirt said with a smile. "Ordinary people can't get on my boat, and they can't enjoy the treatment of the first boat."

While talking, the uncle in sweatshirt took out a small handkerchief from his trouser pocket and wiped his sweat.

The sacrificial oration just now and the presiding ceremony were really exhausting for a middle-aged and elderly man like him.

Now that the boat was sailing, he could finally rest for a while.

Chen Jianhai glanced adoringly at the undershirt uncle:
"Master, you were so handsome on the stage just now! You are extremely majestic and majestic!"

The corners of the uncle's mouth turned up in an instant, his eyes narrowed happily, and the pride and joy couldn't be stopped on his face.

But the next sentence, Chen Jianhai's words broke the defense of the undershirt uncle.

"Especially when you recite the sacrificial rites on the stage, just like the great shaman in the past, you feel like you can call the wind and rain in the next moment, like lightning and thunder."

After hearing this, the uncle in sweatshirt almost kicked Chen Jianhai into the sea.

Chen Jianhai asked curiously: "Master, what is washing the sea?"

The sweat shirt uncle rolled his eyes at him, "Washing the sea is similar to washing the boat."

"We live on the sea for a year, and the picture is to have a good weather."

"It is customary to sail the boat from the near sea to the far sea, expand the scope as far as possible, wash away all the bad things and regrets left on the boat last year, and hope for a peaceful life in the coming year."

Chen Jianhai suddenly realized.

"Then what do these patterns mean?"

The uncle in sweatshirt glanced at the decorative painting on the bow, and said, "The sun represents the sky, the tiger running on the ground represents the land, and the waves represent the water."

"The painting on the bow of the ship means that the sky, the earth and the water are all available on the ship, which can protect the ship's safety."

"Our small island is surrounded by the sea, it is an isolated island, and it is difficult to move without a boat."

"Only when the boat is auspicious can we live well, produce well, and develop well."

"So once a year to wash the sea, we will drive the boat as far as possible,"

"Look...the sea area there is the northern sea area of ​​your small island, and it is also the place where we fish most often."

(End of this chapter)