"Huh?"
After hearing his words, a five-year-old boy's eyes lit up and he asked loudly: "I can also see the fairy sister, so can I also be the village chief?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his master covered his mouth and said, "Stinky boy, stop talking nonsense!"
Jiang Yanfeng smiled and said, "Wait until you grow up."
The child's father said apologetically, "Mr. Jiang, the child is talking nonsense. He is too naughty."
The little boy made a "hmm" sound, obviously not convinced.
When his father let go of his hand, he complained in a low voice: "I also want to talk to the fairy sister, she only remembers the names of Brother Xiucai and Brother Mojin. If I become the village chief, she will definitely know me..."
No one paid attention to his emotions and thoughts as the adults were busy discussing serious matters.
Mo Jin said: "It is enough for the village to have one village chief."
Jiang Yanfeng advised: "The immortal will directly tell the two of us to do something."
Mo Jin pursed his lips and said, "I haven't read any books..."
He had no idea what it took to be village chief.
Jiang Yanfeng said: "It doesn't matter. We happen to be one civil and one martial. I'll do the talking, and you take action when it's necessary."
"Okay." After hearing him say that, Mo Jin nodded reluctantly and stood on the platform with him.
Jiang Yanfeng said: "First of all, everyone should wash themselves clean after returning home. Not only themselves, but also their clothes."
Someone in the audience said, "Mr. Jiang... Village Chief, the stream outside the village is getting shallower and shallower. This is a waste."
Jiang Yanfeng said: "When you see dirty cats and dogs on the street and bring them home, is the first thing you do to clean them?"
One villager replied: "We were hungry before, so how could we afford to keep a dog? We just caught it and put it in the pot."
Someone nearby laughed, "Even if you put it in the pot, you have to wash it first."
Jiang Yanfeng raised his hand and pressed it down. Seeing that the villagers had quieted down, he said, "Our situation is different now. Now there are immortals looking after the village. The immortals have compassion and see that we are pitiful, so they give us food. We have to clean ourselves up and leave a good impression on the immortals, so that they will feel comfortable looking at us."
"Second, when the immortal gave us eggs and lettuce today, everyone should have seen the pair of large chopsticks. The immortal went from house to house to pick up food for us, which was very inconvenient. Besides, we can't always leave the pot outside."
"So, we need to build a huge pot and place it here so that the immortals can give us food, and then we can line up to receive it..."
"We can also place tables, chairs and benches here. When the immortals give us food in the future, we can queue up to get our meals and sit here to finish our meals. At the end, we can divide the remaining rice in the pot and take it home."
Jiang Yanfeng suggested eating together because it was convenient for the immortal to observe their living conditions. It was like feeding ants and watching them carry food. If everyone went back home and closed the doors and windows, wouldn't the immortal not be able to see them?
Moreover, the relationship between the villagers was obviously much more distant than before, and eating together was also to enhance feelings, make each other more familiar, and become united again.
After a pause, Jiang Yanfeng continued, "One pot may not be enough, because we don't know how long the immortal will favor us. In addition to food, we also have to pray to the immortal for clean water. It is impossible to put water and rice in the same pot."
One villager said: "The pot is too small. We should dig a pond and pray to the immortal to fill it up."
Someone nearby questioned, "But isn't this too greedy? It's already very good that the immortal can give us food. If we keep asking for more, it will make the immortal unhappy..."
"But how long will the immortals have mercy on us? What if the immortals suddenly stop caring for us one day? How are we going to survive? So we must pray for water, and then we can plant crops and grow our own vegetables."
Someone else raised a new question, "Village Chief Xiucai, we don't know how to make a big pot, unless we go to the town to buy one, but I heard that life in the town is not easy, there is a strange disease spreading, many people have fled, and now we don't know what life in the town is like... Where can we get a big pot?"
Jiang Yanfeng thought for a moment and said, "How about a water tank? I have two large water tanks at home, one of which can be moved out for public use."
"The water tank is too deep. It's fine for drawing water, but it's not convenient for getting food. You have to put your arm in it..."
"I think there is a carpenter in our village? Just like the trough for feeding pigs, make a huge trough out of wood..."
"Isn't this bad? It feels weird. I don't want to be a pig."
"A huge feeding trough? Why don't you just use a coffin..."
"Pah, that's too unlucky. Besides, when people in our village die, they are buried with straw mats. Only people in town use coffins. There have never been coffins in our village."
"Although I am a carpenter, my skills are limited. I can't make coffins. I can only make tables, chairs, benches and cabinets." And he didn't want to make coffins because he felt it was a bit eerie.
The villagers were discussing the matter in a buzzing voice.
Jiang Yanfeng turned around and asked Mo Jin, "Do you have any good suggestions?"
Mo Jin said: "I think we should build a statue of an immortal and place it here. The immortal bestows food, and we should offer loyalty and faith."
Jiang Yanfeng nodded, because the third point he wanted to talk about was also this -
About how to worship the immortals.
There were no craftsmen in the village, and it would be difficult to carve a finished product in a short period of time. Jiang Yanfeng did note down the appearance of the immortal, and he only needed to draw it with pen and paper. When the time came, he would just ask the craftsmen to carve it according to the drawing. But the problem was that there were no craftsmen in the village, so he put this matter last.
Also, can you please see the immortal's appearance?
Jiang Yanfeng felt that he had to follow the immortal's advice on this matter and not act rashly. If he displeased the immortal and brought down thunderous wrath, he would be the sinner of the entire village.
Just as he was thinking, half of a beautiful face suddenly appeared from the sky.
Luo Mingyue had been sitting on the bench observing the movements of the little people and listening to their conversations, but her face was outside the cardboard box and no one could see her until she quietly put half of her face in.
"Fairy sister!"
The children were the first to cheer.
But there were also older children who looked confused. They looked up and could not see anything. They could not hide their disappointment. Why could other children see the immortals but he could not?
When the villagers heard the child's words, their first reaction was to kneel down.
Luo Mingyue reminded: "No need to kneel."
Jiang Yanfeng called everyone to get up.
The villagers were worried. They couldn't see the immortal or hear his voice, and they felt insecure.
Luo Mingyue said: "Stand still where you are."
Before Jiang Yanfeng could convey her words, the children shouted, "The immortal told us not to move!"
Luo Mingyue said considerately: "No matter what you see later, don't panic."
The children shouted again, "The fairy told us not to be afraid!"
The villagers were confused and didn't know what the immortal was going to do.