Self-cultivation of dragon set

The date of the Harvest Festival is not fixed every year. It starts from early autumn in October, when the Uta star rises to the highest point in the sky, causing the stars in the sky to form a big cross. The Leve River, which traverses the continent, also enters the first wet season in autumn. The day begins and lasts for a full week.

The Harvest Temple was fully opened on this day, and the statue of Hawthorne, the god of agriculture, was carried out to clean and paint, and then fine silk and cashmere were used to make long robes and head wraps, and gold leaf and precious stones were used to make decorations symbolizing grain and livestock. Draped on the body of the god.Outside the Temple of the God of Agriculture, the entire street was occupied by believers of the God of Agriculture, and a seven-day banquet was held. All passers-by, as long as they praised the God of Agriculture's kindness and presented a few flowers to the temple, they were free to sit at the banquet. eat.

Other temples also have similar festivals, but the scale of the water mat is far smaller than that of the Temple of Agriculture.Therefore, those students and mercenaries who were as poor in their beliefs as their wallets were willing to pick two hibiscus flowers on the side of the road and have a feast outside the Saturnalia Temple.Even the students of Baixa College who are not very short of money are often infected by this general trend, stealing a bouquet of flowers from the school garden, and running to have a meal when there is no class.

According to the old practice, the feast on the long street outside the temple uses green sheep raised in the temple as the main ingredient.The large ribs are covered with potatoes and herbs, and roasted into a scorched steak; the tender breast meat is served with onions, potatoes and other vegetables to make a thick and smooth stew; after cleaning the internal organs, fill it with minced meat and use The stewed mutton bone soup is made into boiled offal; the remaining meat is minced into meat fillings, wrapped with cheese into triangular dumplings, fried in a pan until crispy...everything can be eaten except the sheep's head and hooves parts are utilized to the maximum extent.

There are also stacks of scones, thick and smooth vegetable soup, ale that you can drink freely, large plates of cold whipped cream, luscious fruits that are out of season and deserts such as almonds, walnuts, acorns, and pine nuts. Dried fruit that is a specialty of the country.Qingyang is not a rare animal, but these fruits and vegetables are native to different countries. Only the Harvest Temple can borrow the magical skills bestowed by the god of agriculture to grow them in ordinary fields.

However, the most eye-catching thing at this year's harvest festival is destined not to be these rare exotic fruits and vegetables.

All the people who come to the feast of the gods can smell the aroma of the sacrifices on the altar when they enter the hall to offer flowers and worship, and see those sacrifices that are as exquisite as works of art.

Even though they were almost identical ingredients, the offerings on the altar seemed to be more favored by the God of Agriculture.The color of the roast meat is golden, and the ribs are arranged in a half-moon shape. It is served with baked potatoes cut into boats, and the meat is fragrant; The unique aroma; the stew seems to be wrapped in a layer of glass, the soup is thick and creamy, plump and attractive.

The staple food is also very thoughtful, there are five or six kinds of scones alone.There are traditional scones engraved with exquisite patterns; there are meat pies sandwiched with fillings that are fried golden and crispy; there are fluffy and soft breads; Shaped bread, some are purely round on the surface, and some have small ruffles in the middle, revealing a small round hole in the middle, and it can be seen that there are fillings inside.Desserts are more like handicrafts than food. A lot of whipped cream is piled up in various patterns, and fruits poured with transparent sugar juice are piled on top. You can imagine the sweet taste that melts in your mouth at a glance.

Serve everything from meat dishes to sweets, all of which are magically kept warm and fresh, and placed at the feet of the gods.After seeing these dishes, the diners who were aroused by the aroma were a little disappointed when they sat in the sumptuous banquet outside the temple.

Although the food on the feast of the gods also uses the freshest materials and has been cooked with the most rigorous care, when they eat it, the taste that melts on the tip of the tongue cannot satisfy the aroma they smelled when they saw the offerings. taste.And when the last big dish was served, it was still in the temple, and even the diners outside the temple couldn't hold it anymore——

It was a whole blue sheep, kneeling on a huge copper tray, and was carried to the altar by four trainee priests in exquisite robes.The surface of the lamb body is burnt red and shiny, and it seems that the sheep fat can be seen dripping down the lamb body, making a sizzling sound in the copper plate.And that fragrance was even more intense and flamboyant, filling the entire hall when it came out, and spreading out along the wide hall door, arousing the nerves and stomachs of everyone at the divine feast outside the door.

It is very difficult to roast a whole lamb evenly, and it has never been used as a sacrifice, but this one is different. Just looking at the shiny red color of the lamb body, it seems that you can imagine its crispy and rich taste.

The worshiper closest to the roasted lamb couldn't help but took two steps forward, his fingers were already in the air, wishing he could tear off a small piece of lamb and taste it.But before he stretched out his fingers, a bright knife light flashed through the air, instantly cutting off his courage to tear up a piece of mutton to taste, and also cutting through the warm atmosphere in the hall.

Who on earth dared to use a knife in the temple of the God of Agriculture?

Under this huge doubt, the fat, red and bright roasted whole lamb retreated, and the eyes of everyone in the hall and even outside the hall fell on the knife.

It was a bright silver knife, the blade was engraved with complicated patterns, and the handle was inlaid with three-color gemstones that symbolized grain and abundance, shining brightly.The hand holding the dagger was as beautiful as fresh snow, and the back of the hand had a few light blue blood vessels swollen due to the force. In comparison, it seemed colder than the light of the knife.

And the edge of the sleeve covering the hand was impressively embroidered with the unique pattern of ears of grain in the Temple of Saturn.It wasn't until this time that everyone realized that the person who swung the lightning-fast and dazzling sword light was the priest of the Harvest Temple.

But where his knife edge landed, what he cut off was not the flesh of the blasphemer, but a thin slice of mutton.Most of that piece of meat was grilled crispy skin, with a little white mutton fat and tender lean meat, and it was arranged on a shiny carved silver dinner plate.There are also translucent small round cakes and shredded green vegetables lined up on the side of the dinner plate, accompanied by a few cups of sauce and dried spices, which are as exquisite as works of art.

Another knife flashed, and another piece of mutton flew into the air and landed firmly on the first piece of meat, almost the same size and thickness.With this knife, what he made was not only exquisite food, but also showed the person's superb knife skills and precise eyesight, which attracted the attention of those mercenary soldiers more than food.

There was even a solicitation outside the hall, "Little priest, your knife skills are good, come and join our black water mercenary group." Like the wind, a dozen slices of the most crispy and tender mutton were sliced ​​out in the blink of an eye.

Since he set the menu, he has put his mind to this roasted whole lamb.

Ordinary ovens can’t roast a whole lamb, and it’s hard to control the heat when roasting on a bonfire. The lamb is not tender enough, so he drew a design drawing based on the oven he saw when he visited Xinjiang in his previous life, and asked people to pile up a dozen at home. Stove for testing.After trying out the most suitable oven, it was necessary to rebuild the oven in the backyard of the Temple of Saturn. After roasting more than 50 green sheep day and night, they finally figured out the most perfect heat and seasoning, and practiced the hand-sliced ​​lamb. knife work.

After eating this dish, his whole family was filled with the smell of mutton. The trainee priests and servants who helped him prepare the dishes never wanted to see the mutton again. Until today, they finally got the most perfect presentation.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Bai put away his knife, put two slices of mutton, some shredded yellow claws, and chives on the lotus leaf cake, dipped in the sauce and rolled it into a small open roll.He only made four rolls before stopping, lined up on the top of the plate, made the last plate arrangement, and then brought it to the altar with his own hands, counting it as the last dish sacrificed to the God of Agriculture.

The great priest Oleke, who presided over the ceremony, nodded slightly, and asked Bai and the four apprentice priests carrying the roast sheep to retreat to the corner of the temple, while he stood under Hawthorne's statue and began to recite the ceremony's congratulations.

As he chanted, the surroundings gradually echoed the sound of reciting holy scriptures.From the beginning of the sacrifice, the deacons, ordinary priests, trainee priests, and finally even the ordinary believers who participated in the ceremony in the temple all recited the admonition of the God of Saturn together.The sound went from zero to neat, forming a sound effect in the exquisitely designed hall, buzzing into the ears of everyone, pointing directly to the bottom of the heart, as if it had the ability to cleanse the soul.

The moment the recitation stopped, it seemed as if a 500-watt warm yellow light bulb was suddenly turned on on the carved roof of the hall, and the light poured down from the top of the head and illuminated a corner of the hall.Under the dazzling light, Bai tried hard to see what happened, but his sight seemed to be bound by something, no matter how he turned, he could only land on the newly decorated statue.

I don't know if it's because of his idealism, or if the world is really supernatural, but he seems to see the stone face of the god statue move, and the eyes also show a kind of clever brilliance, staring deeply at him.

It was not a stone statue at all, but the face of a living person... no, a living god.

Alive!

The god of agriculture has appeared!

Bai's little heart of materialism and atheism, which has been tested by Mao Zedong, Ma Zhe and Deng Lun, trembled violently, and suddenly his heart was full of excitement and imagination.

"Fuck!"

He choked when he rubbed cumin on the sheep in the morning. He sneezed on the sheep several times and didn't wash it afterwards. Could it be that the God of Saturn saw it and came to settle accounts with him now?

He has just saved two sub-plots, which is not enough to change his life, so he dare not just die like this!

All the muscles in Bai's body tensed up, anxiously waiting for the unknown fate.But the strange thing is, apart from glancing at him, the God of Agriculture didn't seem to do anything else, but turned into a stone statue again, and disappeared along with the several kilowatts of yellow light.

After the light disappeared, he realized that everyone in the temple knelt down to Hawthorne's statue, and he was the only one who was still standing.This was not the time to show his personality, so he immediately knelt down and called Hawthorne's name in a low voice, thanking him for blessing the city-state with good weather and the stable, healthy and orderly development of agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, sideline and fishery.

There was nothing to boast about, so the great priest Oleke took the lead to stand up and announced in front of the altar: "God Hawthorne responded to our piety just now, and personally lowered the divine light to show his majesty and love. This means He is very satisfied with this year's ceremony, and he will bless us next year, so that the land in Baixa City will be as fertile as a god's garden, the livestock will no longer be infested by wild beasts, and more healthy offspring will be produced than in previous years!"

——Agriculture, animal husbandry, and fishery are not separated. Anything related to food, because there is no other god in charge, the god of agriculture must bless it conveniently.

After the praise ceremony, there are the most popular songs and dances in the ceremony and dramas showing the experience of Saturn.But these have nothing to do with Bai, he and other trainee priests exited the main hall and returned to the apse to prepare the sacrifices to be used tomorrow.

While fetching water by the pool, Bai suddenly found a golden light flashing through the gap of his turban, as if some gold ornaments were wrapped around it.Facing the pool of water, he carefully pulled it out, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and then he realized that it was a golden wheat ear.Its texture looks like gold, but it doesn't have the weight that gold should have, and it doesn't leave any teeth marks after biting it. It seems that it should be made of copper alloy.

But where did this thing come from?

He did not get such a thing in when he wrapped his turban in the morning, and no one touched his head after that. It couldn't have been stuffed in by his family.To put it bluntly, they couldn't find any decorations made of this cheap alloy at all.Could it be the hell——

A flash of inspiration flashed in his white brain, and he suddenly thought of the angry face on the stone statue of the temple. His heart tightened suddenly, and he suddenly grabbed the wheat ear and stuffed it into the inner pocket of the robe.

No hell, that's what Saturn gave him?Unexpectedly, he has been downgraded to a dragon, and he can still catch up with the adventure of meeting the gods and obtaining the magic weapon!