Era of otherworldly entertainment

"Still writing?" Qin Shen came in with a glass of water.

"Hehe!" Tan Qianye turned around and smiled at him, kept the finished part in his hands, and moved his nose, "What's the smell? It smells so good! It's sweet-scented osmanthus!"

"You have a really good nose." Qin Shen took out the plate that was carried behind him, and lightly placed it in front of his desk, "Osmanthus cake, I made it, try it!"

Tan Qianye took one, it was soft, light green and translucent, he took a sip, the aroma of the wine mixed with sweet-scented osmanthus, "That's right, Qin Shen, you are really ingenious, I feel more and more that you can It is my luck to move to live with me!"

For Tan Qianye, it is quite unusual for a boy to be able to cook these things, as he can only make pasta at most.

"Delicious?" Qin Shen saw that his face was expressionless, ignored his teasing, and tasted a piece himself. It's your luck, how do you know it's not my luck? "Qiqiao Festival tomorrow, do you want to go out?"

"Qiqiao Festival?" Tan Qianye looked at Qin Shen suspiciously. No wonder Zhang Bo would let them have a holiday today. When he came back, all the people he met were happy, and there were lights and festoons in the community outside, but what is the Qiqiao Festival? What holiday?The information of this festival flashed in his mind, and he had read it, but he had never passed it, so he was a little curious, "Is it Qixi Festival?"

"Yes!" Qin Shen nodded, "I'm at Luoqiao Fruit, I thought I wasn't prepared if you didn't come back, so I can only do something casually!"

"Luoqiao fruit?" Tan Qianye has never seen anyone else make these. When he was on Earth, those festivals had already been severely westernized, and many customs were broken. , this time he can experience Daqi's ethnic customs in person, so he is naturally happy, he got up, "I'll go with you!"

"Okay!" Qin Shen said calmly, but his ears were slightly red, and he nodded in agreement.

Qin Shen took out the prepared flour, Tan Qianye suddenly noticed that there were a lot of melons and fruits in the house, Qin Shen took out a pot of germinated grains, Tan Qianye looked at it, it looked like bean sprouts, "This is I started making it on the first day of July, you were not at home at that time, luckily I did it.”

"What should I do?" Tan Qianye watched from the side, a little moved.

"You beat the eggs first, mix the flour with oil, eggs, and sugar, then use lotus, peach, fish and other molds to make various patterns, and finally bake it until it is cooked. I will knead the flour." Qin Shen said While adding some water tentatively into the flour, he saw Tan Qianye frowning and earnestly beating eggs, he smiled slightly.

"By the way, isn't Qixi Festival Valentine's Day? Do we need to celebrate it as bachelors?" Tan Qianye was almost done. When Qin Shen nodded, he stopped and stayed aside to watch Qin Shen and his face. Being idle, he used I touched some flour with my index finger, and finally the mischief started again, and I directly applied it on the tip of Qin Shen's nose.

Qin Shen gave him a white look with the flour in his face, Tan Qianye looked at him with a hint of cuteness, which should have been a disgusting girlish look, but he didn't feel disgusted at all, instead he wanted to continue teasing him.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Qiqiao Festival is indeed Valentine's Day, also known as Girl's Day. The most lively day is women. However, Qiqiao Festival has another meaning for men. It was originally a time when people begged for wealth. , begging for life, begging for children and begging for love, so men also have to spend this day. There are four days of Qiqiao Festival, and tomorrow is July [-]th. Women usually fast and bathe at home, and everyone takes turns burning incense at the altar Worship, silently praying for wishes, come out in groups of three or four, wearing new clothes, and those who are more traditional will make purses and the like, and there will be competitions in the evening. There are no adults in our family, so we can only think about it. I want to make some fruit, and the next day there will be children coming to ask for fruit," Qin Shen said while putting the reconciled noodles aside, melting the sugar in a pot to make syrup, Tan Qianye stood aside and watched, Occasionally, Qin Shen would hand over something when he needed it.

"Could it be that your family can't celebrate such an important festival?" Qin Shen asked casually, his eyes still fixed on the tumbling syrup.

Tan Qianye was silent for a while before raising his head, "I should have passed it when I was young, but after they quarreled every year, the impression of the festival faded in my memory, I just remember that every time they don't quarrel, it must be a festival .”

This explanation was actually very perfunctory, Qin Shen didn't care, he just felt that he had said the wrong thing, which made Tan Qianye feel sad, so he quickly changed the subject.

Tan Qianye caught a glimpse of the colorful lights under the window, and Qin Shen was still busy. He hid in his room and began to look up the information of Qiqiao Festival in this world. It turns out that the customs of different places of Qiqiao Festival are different. They are setting up all kinds of brightly colored incense tables. , offering sacrifices to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in the distance, the "incense table" is made of paper, and the table is filled with flowers, fruits, rouge powder, small flower clothes, shoes, daily necessities and embroidery, etc. It depends on who makes it exquisitely. In ancient times, these things were not sold. But it can be changed, and it can be bought if it continues to modern times, and competitions will be held elsewhere.

Qiaoguo and Qiaodeng are another indispensable thing. Qiaodeng comes in a variety of shapes. Every family gives Qiaoguo and Qiaodeng as holiday gifts to their relatives and friends.

After the investigation, Tan Qianye was a little eager to try. This kind of festive atmosphere was stronger than the atmosphere of the New Year on Earth. It had the taste of childhood and was nostalgic.

When Tan Qianye went out again, Qin Shen had already mixed the syrup with flour and sesame seeds, mixed it well, spread it out on the table, let it cool down, cut it into long squares with a knife, and finally folded it into shuttle-shaped fruit embryos, put it in oil After frying until golden, Qin Shen was a little depressed, but unfortunately he was not dexterous enough to shape the desired pattern.

Qin Shen turned his back to Tan Qianye, heard the sound of his footsteps, picked up a piece carefully, and stuffed it into Tan Qianye's mouth, "Qianye, be careful, eat and see how it tastes?"

Tan Qianye was taken aback by the thing that came in, and opened his mouth to eat it, but his thoughts suddenly came to him. At that moment, he only felt that Qin Shen was as gentle as his mother.

Early the next morning, the little fat man came over with a bag of melons and fruits. As soon as he entered the door and saw the food prepared by his house, Lima pounced on him, "Fortunately, I told my mother that I would make some Qiaoguo for you." , I didn't expect you to do it well!"

"Qin Shen made it!" Tan Qianye casually ate two yuan and didn't touch it anymore. He had already eaten a lot last night, and there should be a limit to even the most delicious food.

When the communicator rang, he glanced at the number and raised his eyebrows. It was Tan's mother who had called before. He answered, "Hello!"

"Qianye, it's the holiday, do you want to come to my place?" Tan's mother has been wanting to talk to Tan Qianye since she saw him on TV, but unfortunately, the news fell like a stone, she knew in her heart that she was sorry for him, But still have to persuade.

"No need!" Tan Qianye flatly refused.

"How do you live at home as a child? Don't be stubborn!" Tan's mother was a little sad and tried her best to persuade her.

"Say no need, I have everything ready, I can take care of myself, so you don't have to worry." Tan Qianye's tone was flat and cold, but full of strangeness.

Tan's mother had no choice but to hang up after a few more exhortations.

"Are you here?" Qin Shen walked out of the room and greeted the little fat man.

"How did you sleep until this early in the morning?" The little fat man looked concerned, but there was ridicule in his eyes.

Qin Shen blushed almost imperceptibly, and caught a glimpse of Tan Qianye who was also looking at him. He wished he could kill the innocent-looking fat boy. Why did he not like this kid so much? "Do it. What's the matter with you!"

Tan Qianye sat on the side and continued to watch the news. Several stations were broadcasting some information about the Qiqiao Festival.

In the evening, when the main event came, the little fat man asked to go out before it got dark.

"Fatty, your mother is calling you to go home for dinner!" Qin Shen glared at the nagging Tang Wei, folded the clean clothes separately, and sent them to Tan Qianye's room.

"P La, today my father and mother are going to celebrate Valentine's Day, and they told me not to go back!" The little fat man gave him a contemptuous look, trying to deceive me, no way!

Tan Qianye glanced out the window, the sky was about to darken, and the lanterns outside had begun to be hung up, he nodded, put down his book, got up, "Let's go!"

"Yeah! That's great, let's go!" The little fat man took a step ahead excitedly.

Tan Qianye and Qin Shen looked around leisurely and leisurely, the little fat man rushed out alone, but after a while, the sky was dark, and clever lights all over the street were hung out, Qiaoguo was placed in every road and scenic spot in the garden With Qiaodeng, snacks and tea mainly made of Qiaoguo are placed on the courtyards and the top of the flower mountain.

Along the way, Tan Qianyeguang saw many clever lamps with unique shapes, such as chrysanthemum, lotus, rose, peony, peony, hosta, orchid, crabapple, bergamot, mandarin fruit, magnolia, plum blossom and other flower lamps, Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Qun Lights of immortals celebrating birthdays, boys worshiping Guanyin, Fu Lu Shou and other figures.

Occasionally, there are a few children around me, singing and dancing, clapping and singing: "One slap on January one, my sister taught me to wear the soles of my shoes. Two slaps on February two, my sister taught me to embroider skirts..." until December .

Tan Qianye looked at these bustling scenes, and couldn't regain his senses for a long time. If China hadn't experienced those pains, wouldn't it be so prosperous? He really can't go back!

Qin Shen had been following Tan Qianye all the time, and the crowd was getting more and more crowded. He was swaying from side to side, and couldn't help looking up at Tan Qianye.

Tan Qianye turned his head and was swept away by the flower branches beside him. He reached out to pick it off, and when he turned around, he saw Qin Shen in a panic. "Bang!" A large bouquet of gorgeous flowers bloomed, and he smiled under the fireworks.

At that moment, Qin Shen only felt that the world was gradually going away, all the hustle and bustle disappeared, and there was only one Tan Qianye in front of him, which was imprinted in his heart, which was hard to forget.