The devil is below, I am the master

How do gods spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?

It is said that gods do not need to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, after all, this festival originally came from the world.

After an unknown number of years of cultivation, the immortals who finally ranked in the immortal class seem to have long been accustomed to the loneliness of being in a high place, and the past events in the world in the early years have long since become a thing of the past.

But Yue Lao Pavilion is an exception.

Maybe it's because the person in charge happened to be pulling coal and pulling strings. Wen Ran always felt that even if the master was not there this year, Yuelao Pavilion should not mess up this festival hastily.

So, from early in the morning, the boy Qingfeng's lamentation was constantly heard in the yard.

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

"Ugh!"

"Okay, didn't you just take some money to get some materials for making moon cakes?" Wen Ran's sleeves were rolled up and tied up, and both hands were kneading the smooth and tender dough slowly.

"Master, you take a little every time, the problem is that you have taken it three times!"

Because my young master is already trying to knead the dough for the third time, relying on the spirit of winning without arrogance or losing.

"It will work this time!" Wen Ran vowed.

Qingfeng stretched his neck and looked at the wrinkled dough in the basin, thinking that if he could do it, there would be ghosts.

The fillings for the moon cakes made of flowers over there are already cold, and Bai Zhe has read "Chapter of Meditation" backwards, but the warm dough has not formed yet.

These were flower petals begged from Fairy Furong, and then Bai Zhe mixed them out by hand.

Later, because Wen Ran was too slow, Bai Zhe took the stuffing as dumplings and rolled them into balls one by one. Now there are eight small purple balls in the basin.

Qingfeng felt that it was his responsibility to help the young master recognize the reality, so he persuaded: "Why don't we buy ready-made ones? There must be goods from the world in the Koi Daxian!"

"What do you think, Bai Zhe?" As he spoke, he kicked the ball to Bai Zhe who was guarding the small ball on the other side, intending to ask him to help.

I can't continue to watch my young master mess around.

However, Bai Zhe, who was holding the "Chapter on Meditation", just raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, as if he didn't want to care about this at all.

Qingfeng looked at him with grief and indignation, "Just let him go!"

Bai Zhe didn't even move his eyelids this time.

"It's only sincerity if you do it yourself! This is Bai Zhe's first time celebrating a festival in Yuelao Pavilion, so we must eat something good..." Wen Ran was steadfast.

Qingfeng's expression froze instantly.

Are you sure this is to make people eat something "good"?

In fact, Wen Ran just felt that since Bai Zhe had little family affection in the Daming En Mansion, the only "relative" around him now was his master. Thinking of this, Wen Ran always wanted to do something for him.

The kitchen here was very busy, and the breeze that had no choice but to leave the kitchen swept the yard for a while, and then heard the movement at the gate of the yard.

Someone is coming.

Qingfeng hurried over to take a look, and sure enough, he saw the subordinates of Shenhuo Temple coming in with boxes of gift boxes.

"Master Yan Fei brought something again?" Qingfeng looked at the huge box and couldn't help but rubbed his hands excitedly.

It's been a long time since Shenhuo Palace sent things to Yuelao Pavilion.

Back then, Yan Fei was able to grow the Shenhuo Temple smoothly, and there were some elders to help, so every important festival, the Shenhuo Temple would always send a lot of things.

Qingfeng has long been experienced in lighting these things.

However, he also found that with Wen Ran's arrival and his age increasing, more and more things were sent from the Divine Fire Palace.

Probably because Yuelaoge added a young master, right?

So the gifts are also doubled.

This time, Zong Chen, Yan Fei's subordinate, was still the one who came to give gifts. Due to Yan Fei's many affairs, he was often powerless. Chen came to deliver something.

Zong Chen delivered the things, but he didn't leave in a hurry, he just said: "My Patriarch intends to invite Young Master Wen Ran to have a drink at the Divine Fire Hall at night, and I need your help to pass on a message."

Qingfeng, who was staring at the box excitedly, was immediately brought back to his senses, and hurriedly replied: "I'll go right away, I'll go right away."

He hurried to the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to rush in, he heard a loud bang, and the kitchen exploded.

"..." Qingfeng narrowly avoided the oncoming heat wave.

As soon as he got up, he saw Wen Ran being carried into the yard by Bai Zhe like a little chicken.

"...Master, can you explain what's going on? How about making mooncakes?"

Wen Ran wiped his dark face, and said dryly, "I'm making moon cakes, and they finally took shape. I just want to try that steamer..."

As soon as the words fell, Zong Chen, who was waiting at the gate of the yard, also rushed in.

He was startled by the sudden loud noise coming from inside, and there was something wrong with Wen Ran, so he rushed in without waiting for the summons.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ran was fine, and it was the kitchen that was fried.

Seeing Zong Chen's suspicious expression, Wen Ran lowered her head in embarrassment.

Qingfeng next to him had just finished collecting things from others, so he quickly explained: "My young master is making moon cakes."

Zong Chen nodded solemnly, it is not surprising that it exploded like this.

Since it was done by Wen Ran himself.

Wen Ran looked at Qingfeng with a bit of annoyance, and he wanted to give Yanfei some as a Mid-Autumn Festival surprise, but Qingfeng's big mouth said it.

Zong Chen is naturally not good at commenting, since he has already come in, he simply explained the purpose of coming: "My Patriarch intends to ask Master Wenran to have a drink at the Divine Fire Hall at night, can Master Wenran give me some face?"

Wen Ran blinked her eyes.

Drinking...he's not very good at it.

"There are hairy crabs."

...He suddenly felt that he could do it!

But, he wants to accompany Bai Zhe...

If he went, wouldn't Bai Zhe be alone?

Wen Ran scratched her head worriedly: "Is it just me?"

Zong Chen keenly sensed the meaning of the other party's words, and couldn't help but look at Bai Zhe and Qingfeng beside him.

The master guessed right, sure enough, Wen Ran would have some concerns because of Bai Zhe.

Wen Ran hesitated for a while, but finally declined Yan Fei's invitation.

There are still two lonely and pitiful little ones in Yuelao Pavilion, which cannot compare with the number of Shenhuo Palace's subordinates.

After Zong Chen left, Wen Ran continued his unfinished business.

It's just that Qingfeng really can't stand it this time, repairing the kitchen will cost a lot of money, okay?

Either, Bai Zhe does it; or, don't do it!

Wen Ran looked at the wreckage all over the ground with a guilty conscience, and had to retreat to the second line.

Bai Zhe looked cold, but he didn't expect to make these little things.

The hands are also very agile, and it didn't take long for the mooncakes to basically take shape.

Wen Ran hurriedly fetched the seal and red yeast water that were on the side, and stretched out her hand to stamp on the top of the mooncake dough one by one, printing small red flowers.

There is also a small word "Wen" written with a brush on the back.

Originally wanted to write about Bai, but was glared at by Bai Zhe.

……

The sky was getting dark, and the moon quietly climbed into the night sky.

Qingfeng brought out a few dishes and baked mooncakes on the stone table in the yard, and some mooncakes had already been given away as gifts.

Wen Ran was overjoyed.

It would be even better if the master was there.

He even wrote a letter to Master last night.

Under the shroud of moonlight, the courtyard was peaceful and peaceful.

After a while, there were other sounds in the yard.

Qingfeng ran to the door to check.

Still a person from the Temple of Divine Fire.

Zong Chen didn't come this time.

They just sent a few subordinates over with some rather delicate food boxes.

Waiting for Wen Ran to open the food boxes on the stone table one by one——

Inside are hairy crabs lying quietly in the food box.

The crab shells were burnt red.

It looks extraordinarily delicious.

Yan Fei still sent the crab over.

……

The night is getting darker.

The Dark Moon Palace at this time.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a good time to appreciate the full moon, and the people of the Dark Moon Palace may pay more attention to this festival.

But Uzuki, the owner of Dark Moon Palace, is not very interested.

He leaned lazily on the couch, quietly looking at the scroll in his hand.

This book is called "Mid-Autumn Food Scenery", a very interesting little booklet.

Not far away is Heming who is standing by, and Fairy Furong who also came here rarely.

Fairy Furong was concentrating on embroidering something, and it looked like a bright moon.

Probably to be handed over to the Lord.

Really, at first she collected all kinds of flowers to make dew and presented them to the Lord, but in the end, all these flowers were begged by Wen Ran and she didn't know what to do.

She didn't understand what was going on until the moon cakes from Yue Lao Pavilion were brought in.

She was still very angry at first, if the Lord hadn't said "give it to him", she would not have agreed!

At that time, she was still insisting on reasoning: "My lord, these flowers are precious flower seeds that I have collected for a long time, and they should be given to..."

Uzuki raised her hand and interrupted what she hadn't finished speaking.

He got up and looked at the moon rising at an unknown time by the window, accompanied by the bright moonlight, he said softly: "If he wants it, give it to him."

The author has something to say: Ahem, in the belated Mid-Autumn Festival episode, several contestants appeared on the scene, a cute little story.