Self-cultivation of dragon set

He is in the same mood as Li Tiemei now, he can't look directly at his family at all!

When he entered the house and saw his mother and two elder brothers sitting on the carpet chatting, the red light was still circulating in his mind, and he couldn't remember what to say for a while.Compared to his entanglement and pain, his mother smiled without burden: "Baby, it's really time for you to come back. Dad invited the great priest Oleke to come to the house for dinner tomorrow. You go to the kitchen to prepare some good dishes. Perform well tomorrow, this is a major event that will affect your future!"

"what?"

Before he could react, the second elder brother Baili had already jumped up, slapped him hard on the back, and hung half of his body on him: "This time is a really good thing! If nothing happens, this time It will be up to you to prepare the sacrifices when you return to the Harvest Festival, you must perform well and win the favor of the god of agriculture, Hawthorne!"

"Let me prepare the sacrifice? I'm still a trainee priest, so I'm not qualified to prepare a sacrifice..." He weakly declined, and Baili's face stretched out from the side, his eyes glowing green, staring faintly at Looking at him: "The Harvest Festival is the most important sacrificial ceremony. Dad spent [-] gold coins to win this opportunity for you. You must not miss it, let alone mess it up, understand?"

Twenty thousand gold coins!This much money is enough to turn an ordinary boy into a magician, and it was actually spent on the secret operation to win him a chance to prepare sacrifices for the Harvest Festival?Sure enough, religion is the most profitable, or those cult organizations are risking their lives and rushing to pop up one after another!

But if you think about it carefully, he is a little bit of a setter. He was selected into the temple as a trainee priest at the age of nine, and he didn't have to work in the temple all day long. I fell in love with it, but the parents threw enough money behind their backs.

"I, I'm not your real family. Dad still plans for me like this..." Bai was so shocked that he accidentally told the truth, which immediately attracted the surprised stares of his mother and two brothers.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Who said you're not a child of the Across family?" Although the eldest brother Rum's name is a kind of rum, he is not as sweet as his name, but has a strong and evil spirit. Frowning his eyebrows, even his parents would give him a step, not to mention the younger brothers who were raised by discipline since childhood.

The second elder brother Baili's arms tightened a little calmly, and his sharp eagle eyes narrowed, staring coldly at Bai's unclosed lips: "My dear brother, is there someone here?" Did you say nonsense in front of you?"

"No..." After saying those words, there was no room for regret.Bai simply made up his mind, glanced slowly across the three people in the room, and said solemnly: "My hair color, skin color and eye color are completely different from those in my family. I can guess it without others telling me. Before I'm young, so I don't want to think too much, but now that I've thought about it, I can no longer just enjoy everyone's love for me in such a muddle."

Bai deeply analyzed his own mental journey, and expressed his deep affection, which silenced his mother and two brothers, and relaxed the arm around his neck.In the end, his elder brother was the first to react. He gently pulled Baili's arm away and pinched his younger brother's face: "You really think too much. You are the child of parents, our own brother, big brother I won't lie to you."

The elder brother's answer pressed the pause button on the player in Bai's mind.He finally stopped playing the story of the Red Lantern in his mind, and the rest of the drama of "adoptive parents coming to the door to recognize relatives" can be saved.Although there is no memory of his birth, Big Brother Langmu is the kind of Liangshan hero, with every spittle and nail, and every word is trustworthy.

The second elder brother sighed with a complex expression: "Our younger brother, the reaction is more than ten years slower than others. Ordinary people should have realized that their skin color is different from their family members, and then asked their parents for confirmation... I always thought you You know the truth."

"Bailey!" Rum gave him a sidelong look, his expression was as sharp as a knife, and he blocked the words that the second brother hadn't said.Then his expression softened, and he looked at Bai with a little guilt: "Your appearance is indeed a bit... It's hard to explain this matter for the time being..."

"I understand, big brother, you don't need to rush to explain." People in other worlds don't pay attention to life sciences, so they can't sum up the official name of the disease, but how can he, a traveler who has studied biology since childhood, not know?He can grow up like this, it must be due to the deficiency or hypofunction of tyrosinase, a kind of hereditary leukoplakia caused by the deficiency or synthesis disorder of melanin in the skin and accessory organs-in human terms, it is albinism.

People with albinism lack melanin and are therefore intolerant to sunlight.No wonder his mother asked him to wrap his turban and wear a long gown since he was a child, and even when he was a child, he never let him try to dress up with only a yarmulke and a bare upper body.His parents worked so hard for him, but he didn't think about it, and he always foolishly thought that he was the protagonist of time travel.

This IQ is simply unbearable!

Bai Chen held his elder brother's hand in pain, turned around and apologized to his mother: "I'm sorry, Mom, I shouldn't suspect that I'm not your and Dad's biological child."

Cabernet Sauvignon wiped his tears sadly and sighed: "I really don't know why you have such an idea, Bai. You are the crystallization of love between me and Dad, as you can tell from your name. Rum and Bailey You know that too, don't you?"

The expressions of the two elder brothers became more complicated.

Bai asked self-deprecatingly: "...Does it mean that baijiu is more festive and suitable for wedding celebrations?"

"What is liquor?"

"..."

The mother and son looked at each other for a while, and Mrs. Cabernet Sauvignon could no longer bear the cuteness of her son, she hugged him into her arms, and explained: "When I was about to give birth to you, your father just asked I asked a jeweler to come to my house and asked my mother to choose jewelry. When I was picking out a necklace, I suddenly felt a stomachache. You can’t wait to come out. My father bravely picked up my mother and ran to the delivery room. On the way, my mother remembered that there was a necklace. If I didn’t buy it, my father shouted desperately: “Buy, buy, buy” all the way to the delivery room. To commemorate this incident, after giving birth to you, Mom and Dad named you Buy.”

Cabernet Sauvignon lovingly hugged her youngest son, looking into the distant sky, smiling sweetly, as if recalling her husband's heroic gesture and touching words at that time: "What a name, baby, don't you think?"

Dare I say this is a buy, not a transliteration of the Chinese "白"?Rather than touching, it is better to say it is embarrassing... Is this feeling of sending a screenshot of Taobao's five-star praise to a child really romantic?Bai Zang was in his mother's arms, his mind was full of barrages of complaints.He can't feel the commemorative significance anymore. He just wants to know why people in this world don't speak English every day, but every time there is a transliteration or some special vocabulary, they use English words?

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By the time the host of the Across family came back, this little misunderstanding had already been clarified, and it became a family joke after dinner.Bacard also recalled the sweetness with his wife at the beginning, holding the hand of Cabernet Sauvignon and smiling: "Bai was so young when he was born, and his appearance was like that. I thought he would not be favored by the god of agriculture. I can't think of it now You're about to become a priest."

The whole family of the Across family are devout believers, except for Bai, the time traveler, but he is the only one who is particularly talented in agriculture, and he even became a trainee priest, which is considered a miracle.It’s just that this miracle was not caused by the God of Agriculture’s love. He should be more grateful to the CCTV agricultural channel and various farming novels on the Internet, which allowed him to master advanced agricultural production knowledge before time travel, and he was also able to create various agricultural production tools. The modern agricultural development route of promoting agriculture and ecological agriculture.

Then this knowledge turned into a stepping stone for him to enter the Temple of Saturn.

In the afternoon of the next day, the chief priest of the Harvest Temple in Baixa City, Oleke arrived at Across's house on time.The great priest is already over a hundred years old, and looks like a thin, ordinary old man on the outside.On his head was a golden twill scarf that symbolized a good harvest. On his robe was embroidered the myth that the god of agriculture killed the snake of Tianchuan. He wore a space bracelet on his wrist. A golden gemstone, dressed in a dignified manner.

That prestige turned into satisfaction and kindness towards his own people.He drank the ice ale from Sandkang, with a smile flowing from every layer of his wrinkles, and looked at Bai gently: "Actually, the sacrifices for the Harvest Festival are not difficult to prepare, haven't you helped out as an assistant before? And our God Hawthorne is a tolerant god, even if one or two dishes are not perfect, the god will not punish him."

Bai Lianlian nodded: "This is a grand event to worship the gods. I will definitely do my best to make it perfect."

The old priest was already a little drunk, his eyes were slightly moist, and his eyes became brighter. Under the reminder of the drunkenness, he revealed some inside information in advance: "Do it well! After this ceremony is over, you will be eligible to be promoted to the priest. It is possible to serve in the temple of the imperial capital, which is more promising than in Baixa City. Don’t let down the God of Saturn’s love for you, and the hard work your family has put in for you.”

"Thank you for your care. I will start preparing tomorrow, and I will definitely do my best." Bai turned to face the high priest, put his hands on the cushion in front of his knees, and bowed deeply to him.

The great priest nodded and reminded: "You should try your best to prepare the sacrifice by yourself. You can't use magic spells, and don't completely rely on the help of other priests. After all, this is food dedicated to God Hawthorne, and the gods will see it. Whether you are religious or not."

This sentence is easy to say, but it is not a day's work to do it.

With 28 days left before the Harvest Festival in early October, Bai asked for leave from the academy and devoted all his energy to the sacrifice.The so-called preparation by hand cannot be done by buying two catties of white bread and dumplings from the market. The person who prepares the sacrifice starts with grinding the flour, without relying on the help of magic and servants, and independently grinds the grains and vegetables produced in Kanda. And the monsters raised by the temple itself are made into a sacrament.

The menu is handed down from the temple and has not changed for thousands of years. The procedure for preparing sacrifices is also traditional and anti-human.The first step is to select the fullest wheat grains, use a stone mill to hustle them, put them in a windmill to blow out the impurities, then pick up the remaining impurities by hand, and finally grind them into flour as fine as snow.

This is just the most traditional staple food raw material. If you don't want to be meritorious, but only want to have no faults, only wheat is enough.But Bai is a time traveler after all, and his focus is destined to be different from that of a true believer - he doesn't doubt the existence of the God of Saturn, but he doesn't believe that food can really be eaten by the god if it is placed in front of the statue.

These sacrifices are not so much dedicated to the gods as they are distributed to the priests who participated in the ceremony and the believers who donated the most and have the closest relationship with the temple.Just following the rules and not making something fresh and delicious, how can he make Bai Across stand out from the priests who have prepared the sacrifice over the years, and how can he be worthy of the facilitation money his parents have invested in these years?

These sacrifices not only need to be well done, but also to be different and amazing!