Putting his favorite white rabbit fur hat into the clothes on his chest, Zhao Ji also joined the crowd.
"Excuse me, excuse me. Thank you, please move it. Excuse me." Zhao Ji followed the crowded crowd to the innermost part. After a long period of crowding, Zhao Ji finally squeezed to the place where the festival documents were handled. In front of the clerk.
He took out the papers that he kept in his sleeve pocket.
"Hello, this is the file for this year's festival booth of the Foxtail Chamber of Commerce." Zhao Ji unfolded the rolled-up file and handed it to the other party.
"Let me see, Foxtail Chamber of Commerce. Pine nut bread sticks, mushroom dipping sauce. Is that all? Okay, it's done, I wish you a happy holiday." After receiving the document, the clerk briefly read it and put it on the Arrived at the pile of documents related to the chamber of commerce.
Seeing that the procedure was completed so easily, Zhao Ji shrugged and squeezed out from the side again, and the empty space behind him was immediately filled by someone.
After a brief stroll on the first floor of the government affairs office, Zhao Ji came to the backyard of the government affairs office. On the opposite side of the backyard is another smaller two-story house, where various disputes and personal injuries in Kendall City are handled. Yesterday, Zhao Ji finally came with Mr. Fu Lun and the others. When I came here to deal with the case of Cardo being killed, I heard from Mr. Fullen that there was even a small prison there, which was used to detain some people they thought should be detained.
Now the place has regained its tranquility and solemnity, but yesterday it was really a mess. The families of the perpetrator and the victim and their respective relatives all ran over and yelled and cursed. It was even more chaotic than the most noisy market. double.
Zhao Ji walked around outside the door, and left without seeing Mr. Fu Lun. He originally wanted to say that he met him and asked him for a small sum of coins for his help yesterday.
After returning to the chamber of commerce and telling the chef and president the results, Zhao Ji then received a new task: to help build a food stall at the entrance of the chamber of commerce.
The building materials have been prepared in advance. Without further ado, Zhao Ji picked up a wooden plank from the backyard and started building the festival stall with everyone at the gate of the chamber of commerce.
Because the food was given away free to the people who came to hang out, Chef Whitier said he needed a large wooden shelf that could both display and store the breadsticks.
Zhao Ji remembered the book storage rack used to display magazines in his previous life. The inclined placement is just right for displaying products and storing a large number of bread sticks. Moreover, the bread sticks of the Chamber of Commerce this time are different from the bread that the residents usually eat. Usually, the shapes of the bread made by each family or the bread baked in large quantities in the bakery do not have a uniform shape. How convenient and how to come. As long as there is no difference in weight, the people who eat, drink or buy by themselves don't care about the specific shape of the bread. Anyway, they just tear it open or cut it into pieces with a knife to soak in soup.
It's just that the bread of the Chamber of Commerce is different this time, in order to carry as many bread sticks as possible at a time when the caravan travels far. Chef Whitney fixed the shape of the breadsticks. It is about thirty centimeters long, and its width and height are about the thickness of a forearm. It looks like a baguette, but it doesn't taste like that. Moreover, the inside of the bread sticks made by Chef Whitier is very, very tight, and a normal person can be completely full after eating less than half of one stick.
Zhao Ji told other people his idea about the wooden shelf, and everyone thought it was okay, and they all got busy as Kiel said. Those who build shelves build shelves, those who spread tents spread tents, and those who move tables and chairs move tables and chairs.
Zhao Ji and a few other guys worked hard all afternoon, before they made the wooden shelf that Chef Whitney was satisfied with. Because Chef Whitney was sure that his breadsticks would be very popular, he directly relaxed Zhao Ji's wooden shelf plan by three times. Originally, it was estimated that about 50 breadsticks could be displayed on the wooden shelf at one time, but it was directly enlarged to the extent that more than 100 to 200 breadsticks could be displayed at one time.
Zhao Ji felt that it was a little too exaggerated. Although the bread stick was delicious, it had a strong aroma of pine nuts inside and pine branches outside, but judging from Zhao Ji's own eating experience, it was really too taxing. After eating, his whole cheeks were sour, and it was harder to chew than the driest jerky.
When the festival starts, he reckons the breadsticks from the Foxtail Chamber of Commerce will become a bit of a laughing stock in Kendall City. Of course, the old President Foxtail didn't object, and he himself didn't need to say anything.
In the evening, the guys who had been busy all afternoon gathered in the restaurant, and Chef Whitier provided a sumptuous dinner for everyone. Everyone can eat the fat chicken at will. Zhao Ji thinks that the biggest benefit of the festival is here. The rich food can be enjoyed at will. After all, for people in this world, there is always a place and time to rest and relax after a hard life.
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Time quickly passed amidst the intense festival preparations.
Foxtail Chamber of Commerce's preparations for the festival were very slow. The several chambers of commerce next door made all the preparations for the festival early, and then dismissed their fellows to plan to go home for the festival.
Most of the staff of the Foxtail Chamber of Commerce went out to run business in the period before the festival, resulting in a serious shortage of manpower. When they returned, there was not enough time to organize and get busy, so the old President Foxtail could only let them go home one after another, making the preparations for this year's festival simple. After all, the local stewards and buddies in the chamber of commerce are also responsible for the holiday preparations at home, and they cannot be left in the chamber of commerce.
The real difference lies in the lack of manpower in the chamber of commerce, so this year's festival stall is much worse than its opponents. Each of their stalls is more than ten meters long, and there are plenty of things to prepare, and they all take out their own signature products for free publicity.
The booth of the Foxtail Chamber of Commerce is going to focus on the newly developed breadsticks for travel this year, paired with the mushroom sauce marinated by Chef Whitier.
Early in the morning on the day of the Harvest Festival, Zhao Ji got up early as soon as the crowing of **** stopped.
Open the window and look outside, there are already some pure white luminous light **** floating in the sky. These **** of light were released by the church that will hold celebrations today over its own event venue, in order to indicate the direction and display the force to the residents who do not know where there are church activities.
Zhao Ji put on his best clothes, and put on a pair of buckskin gloves and boots that he bought in the busy market during the preparation time of the festival these two days. Yesterday, he took the time to retrieve his sixth-class security badge from President Foxtail, and now he tied it with a rope and hung it on his chest, making it shine brightly.
Finally, putting on his favorite white rabbit fur hat, Zhao Ji went downstairs.
In the dining room, Chef Whitier handed over the whole basket of baked bread sticks to his wife, and Aunt Dilu carried the freshly baked bread sticks to the festival stand at the entrance of the chamber of commerce and put them on display.
It's a holiday today, so I only need a few people to help take care of the stalls. Everyone else ran out of the chamber of commerce in a hurry, and disappeared in a hurry.
The sky had just dawned, and Zhao Ji decided to arrange the time according to the festival he had planned. He first went to the square at the gate of the city to participate in the Harvest Festival celebration organized by the Saturnalia Church. This event was the beginning of the entire Harvest Festival. Then in the afternoon, go to the celebrations and craftsmanship competitions prepared by the Church of the God of Craftsmen. In the evening, he planned to go to the park to watch the local plays prepared by amateur actors, and finish watching the second half of the plays he hadn't seen before. By the way, he was also curious about any unexpected changes in the official performance compared with the rehearsal. In the intervals between various celebrations, he wandered around the whole city of Kendall.
Of course, on the first day of the Harvest Festival today, not only two churches are holding activities.
There were also activities prepared by the Church of the God of Wealth and the Church of the God of Commerce in the wealthy area. He could feel the faint sense of confrontation just by hearing the names of the gods. In the slums, there are also grand activities organized by the Church of the God of Mercy and the Church of the God of Mutual Help. And I heard before that at night, the Church of the God of the Dead will also hold a psychic activity that can communicate with the dead who are buried in the church cemetery.
Zhao Ji was very interested in this event and went to watch it, but he himself did not have any relatives and friends with power, wealth and status to be buried there, and as a flower grower in his previous life, he was very concerned about this kind of faint yin. Quite deep activities are still somewhat insensitive.
However, although it is impossible to watch the peculiar local funeral culture, Zhao Ji still found out in the tavern that in the upper city, there will be a small event held by the believers of the March God at around 12:00 pm on the first day of the festival, although it is just a belief It is a small activity organized by the few followers of the March God, but it is said that the gardener who worked in a certain knight's villa bragged and praised that because the chief steward of a certain baron's castle converted to believe in the March God, so they prepared Events can be a little special.
According to Zhao Ji himself, according to the local saying, he has faintly received the favor of the three moon gods many times when he hunts in the wild, so he should personally participate in the activities and thank the three moon gods for their secret care.
Although he instinctively resisted this statement, Zhao Ji was actually quite curious about what the belief in the March God, which is only slightly inferior to the belief in the Sun God, could do this time.
Because this year's Sun God Church gave up the celebration of the Harvest Festival, it seems quite weird. They have stopped public activities as a whole since summer, and in autumn, even time travelers like Zhao Ji have heard that the Sun God Somehow, unconventionally, the church went into hiding. Moreover, other churches have also adopted an attitude of ignoring the Church of the Sun God, as if the Church of the Sun God and the belief in the Sun God did not exist.
The Church of the Sun God announced this year that during the Harvest Festival, there will be no grand celebrations~www.mtlnovel.com~ They will only release large-scale magical lighting spells at night to provide unnatural divine power lighting for Kendall City at night. And that's the basic work they do every year.
Originally, this kind of thing would definitely cause a lot of discussion, but because the Church of the Sun God went into hiding early this year, many shallow believers who believed in the Sun God switched to other religions, so nothing happened. waves.
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Zhao Ji followed the people who came out from various streets and walked towards the square at the gate of the city. Because he didn't eat breakfast, Zhao Ji's stomach was growling with hunger, but Zhao Ji didn't care. On both sides of the main road in the town, there were free food everywhere.
Following the flow of people, Zhao Ji took a food that many people took from a street stall. This thing looks like a baked thin bread with a crispy crust. Zhao Ji was careful not to spill the contents of the bread when he saw other people eating it. Zhao Ji immediately took a small bite, and sure enough, there was a filling inside, and it wasn't a strange filling, but sweet sticky beans.
A crispy bread toasted crust is filled with sweet, gooey beans. Although there is no sugar added to the beans used as filling, Zhao Ji is still very happy. After all, since he came to this different world, he seldom eats sweets. Although this thing is not very sweet, but it can have a little sweetness, and he is very satisfied.
He ate this food into his stomach with a few big mouthfuls. Zhao Ji focused his attention on all kinds of food beside the street. Anyway, the activities of the Saturn Church will not run away. Although he himself has some fate with the Saturn Church, he does not believe in the Saturn God, so he is not eager to participate in the other party's activities.
The most important thing is to fill your stomach with delicious food!