The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

The next day, a few people entered the city, and there seemed to be some kind of event being held in the city, and everyone held a piece of cake in their hands. Feng Qining didn't have much love for biscuits, but the cake looked like moon cakes .
Feng Qining became a little interested. Could there be something like Chang'e here?

"Son, what are they doing? Are they celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

After asking, Feng Qining felt that something was wrong again. It is only July and August has not yet arrived. How could there be a Mid-Autumn Festival? After thinking for a while, she also figured it out. This is an empty dynasty, time and so on. Yes, it's completely messed up. When did this happen? It can't be compared with ancient China at all.

"Mother, you should ask someone else, I don't know" [

I don't know, I don't even know this, so what does he know?Feng Qining patted Lan Se's head with her paw: "It's been so long since you've been here, but you still don't know it. Haven't you thought about learning about the culture here?"

He wanted to know, but there was no way to understand. Lan Se looked at Feng Qining sadly. There were no documents here, so he could only learn a little from Lan Ding. Specific to each place.

"Feng, don't be too harsh, he hasn't been here for long, besides, don't you know?"

Actually came to tear her down, Feng Qining took a look at Murong Li, it was really too much to help others but not her.

"I want to know, why don't you just ask others?"

Yichu seemed displeased with them arguing over such a trivial matter, and shook his head. There are so many festivals, and it's normal to not know when you're new here. Just ask anyone on the street, and you'll know it?

Feng Qining looked at Jing Sheng, the meaning was obvious, they didn't know, they hadn't been here for a long time, they didn't know it was normal, but if he didn't know it was not normal, right?

"I didn't grow up here, how do I know so clearly?"

Jing Sheng replied quite naturally, even though he had visited many places, he had never visited this place, not to mention that he didn't know, it only meant that this festival was not famous.

Feng Qining looked at him contemptuously, she didn't know this, so what else did he know?

"Ma'am, may I ask, are you celebrating a holiday?"

Feng Qining casually pulled an old lady over, and asked with a low eyebrow. She looked like the little girl next door. Jing Sheng disdained her for her appearance. In front of them, she was very fierce. In front of people, she is different, completely deceiving the world.

"Well, you are foreigners, right? It's just in time, we are celebrating the cake festival"

Feng Qi is silent, there is still such a festival.

The old lady told them that this festival has been handed down from a long time ago. One year, there was a severe drought and no crops were harvested. Everyone was starving to death, and corpses were scattered all over the field. corpse.

Some people even turned into beasts and ate human flesh. Just when despair spread all over the place, King Jin came. He brought food, but his little food was not enough here. In the end, he used food and vegetable roots to make cakes.

It was those pies that saved the town.

After hearing this story, Feng Qining and the others were not very moved, but caught the noun that flashed past the old lady's mouth.

"Auntie, you have said so much, this festival is nothing more than to commemorate King Jin?" [