Chapter 1138 - 1135: Flag Bearer Team

"But for Ah Qing, this might actually be a good thing. On regular days, just managing one tail has her scratching her head."

"If suddenly there were nine tails, Ah Qing might just straddle me and choke me out...." Ansheng looked at Lin Ying with a comical expression and teased.

The sleek and shiny fur of the Huhu is not just thanks to its natural beauty, but also due to daily grooming.

Ah Qing has put quite an effort into this. If she suddenly learned that a fox grew nine tails, she'd probably be dumbfounded.

With so many fox tails, even a blow dryer would explode before it could finish the job.

"Pfft...."

Lin Ying, who was eating a red sugar cake, couldn't hold it in. She raised her arm to cover her mouth and laughed, saying: "I can almost imagine the dumbfounded look on Ah Qing's face...."

"With such a huge workload, if it weren't for true love, Ah Qing might just pack up overnight and run away."

Lin Ying often personally helps Huhu bathe. Even though Master Fuli is very cooperative, the difficulty of bathing is not less than that of a long-haired woman washing her hair three times in a row.

Other canines might get out of a pet salon for a couple hundred bucks, but for a fox, you can't even think about leaving for under three hundred.

If a Nine-tailed Fox went to a pet salon for grooming, the owner might directly call the police, claiming someone came to oppress them.

"Regarding the ability to sway people's hearts, please trust in the reputation accumulated by Ansheng and the ancestors. The Hu Family brand can't fall in my hands!"

Ansheng glanced at himself, then looked sideways at Lin Ying with a confident expression and said with a hint of pride: "At worst, I'll be caught by Ah Qing and turned into a bath sponge."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Lin Ying, amused by Master Fuli, swallowed the sweet in her mouth and said: "Since Master Fuli is having such a hard time at Ah Qing's house, come with me, sister will take you upstairs to have some sweets....."

After the evening tea, Lin Ying carried Master Fuli to take the elevator upstairs, had him try on clothes, and gave him a big pile of second-hand cigarettes and wine, saying it was for him to use when visiting friends during the New Year.

The two large bags of cigarettes and wine gifts were pre-packed into different gift boxes by Lin Ying.

"Alright, alright, no need to give more, I'll come back to play tomorrow if I have time..."

Ansheng came strolling to Lin Ying's house, but when he left, he stood upright, dragging two bags.

"On your way home, be safe....." Lin Ying stood at the door, smiling as she bid Master Fuli goodbye.

"Okay!"

Ansheng responded, looked around, and seeing no one in the evening, directly dragged the two bags, crossed the road, and ran towards the ancestral house.

The two large bags dragged on the ground, leaving two trails of rolling dust under the evening sky.

"Worthy of the Hu Family name....."

Watching the white figure disappear into the distance, Lin Ying smiled and turned back into the house, alongside her servant, and used the remote to close the electric door.

...

"Hmm? Old Chen, you reading the Yellow Book? Almost stepped on me..."

On the way home, from a distance, Ansheng spotted Chen Fengshui holding a notebook, scribbling something down, and laughed as he spoke.

"I wish I were holding a Yellow Book, but unfortunately, the contents are very decent..."

Old Chen, upon seeing Master Fuli, who was dragging a bag home, paused and then spoke with a helpless expression: "The year-end is approaching, and recently, Ah Qing has boosted village tourism. I'm tallying all the village lords' KPIs and creating a prayer handbook."

"Detailing which temple is most effective, which lord is diligent and helpful, all must be recorded."

Because the Fox Immortal Temple is quite abstract, recently, a batch of tourists has flooded into Changxi Town.

With the mindset of 'we're here anyway', tourists wander around the village, entertaining themselves with dogs, chickens, and feeding the Wujin Deers, exploring every big and small temple around Changxi Town.

Having tourists is good, but Changxi Town is not a tourist destination and lacks corresponding facilities. There have been several incidents where tourists ran around the town and were chased by dogs.

After discussions at the village committee, they decided to print some tourist guides for free distribution to tourists.

".....The temple has KPIs?" Ansheng looked at Old Chen like he'd seen a ghost and said in a strange tone: "So.....if the temple and deities' KPIs are not up to par, you can't just write a big red [Demolish] on their gate, right?"

What Old Chen talked about might sound absurd, but considering this is Xia Dong, it suddenly seemed reasonable.

A god just freeloading wouldn't that just make them a malevolent one?

"How could we demolish people's temples? If the temple is efficacious, we'll promote that. If not, we might need to rack our brains to find something to praise."

"They think I would be willing to approve construction funds, yet acquiring village land is utterly pointless..."

Old Chen explained while also correcting the errors in Master Fuli's speech.

Our village finances are not so lavish; acquiring land and such is simply out of the question...

These self-built houses that start with five or six stories, and even come with courtyards, how could anyone foolishly want to requisition them.

"Oh... I thought there was going to be a fight!"

Ansheng looked disappointed, pulled out a gift box of cigarettes, alcohol, and tea from the bag, and tossed it over, saying:

"Since there's no drama to watch, I'll go home to eat. I'll come to your place another day..."

"What's this?"

Old Chen instinctively reached out to catch the gift box, looking at the tobacco, alcohol, and tea packed inside, his eyes widened:

"Tongmu Pass Golden Junmei.....damn, that's three years minimum in prison!"

The gift boxes Lin Ying prepared for Master Fuli didn't contain anything too valuable, just some local specialties.

But in Old Chen's eyes, what Lin Ying saw as "local specialties" were quite incriminating, deserving at least probation.

"What are you afraid of, as if that limited edition Qing An you drank before was cheap."

"Just toss the packaging and put it in a tea canister, if anyone asks, say you snagged it from the fox den next door...." Ansheng rolled his eyes, grumbled at Old Chen, and continued heading home without looking back.

Just.

Ansheng had only walked a couple of steps before he sensed something, turned around, and looked at Old Chen strangely: "Aren't you going home for dinner?"

"Uh...well, we're kind of heading in the same direction." Old Chen lifted the notebook in his hand and said: "I have some things to discuss with Ah Qing and her dad..."

"This year's deity parade has grown a bit big, all seventeen villages in our town say they're participating. Ahhong insists on choosing either a deity team or a drum team....."

"Among the younger generation in our village, few are as successful in legitimate business as Ah Qing and Chen Nian; just right to join the flag-waving team....."

Old Chen stated his intention.

The deity and drum teams are easy to find people for, but the flag-waving team is a bit more troublesome.

By convention, the flag-waving team, leading the march in front of the band, can only be staffed by eligible young people from our village or friendly villages.

Because, in the past, being the C position in such deity parade activities was very much in the spotlight and made matchmaking easy, so the flag-waving team would consist primarily of eligible unmarried youths.

But.....that's in the past.

Nowadays, young people in the flag-waving team are either the successful young generation from each village or come from families whose ancestral homes rise above thirteen stories, equipped with three to five elevators.....

Holding events together across dozens of villages.

The flag-waving team mustn't look shabby; Old Chen heard that a neighboring village has a university student who started a big company with some student entrepreneurship fund.

When it comes to the village's reputation.

Old Chen could only bring up Ah Qing.

As for Chen Nian..... although he cleared himself from human trafficking suspicions due to his nap habits, his business abroad seems a bit shady, not suitable for being in front.

If someone from the neighboring village recognizes him, trouble would ensue.

The more Old Chen thought about it, the more Ah Qing seemed suitable; over six million followers as a streamer on the music platform, also holds titles such as charity foundation ambassador, and is recognized by several tourist cities as a promotional ambassador, super legitimate and excellent.

With Ah Qing stepping up, what other village could compete?

"Flag-waving team? So..... it's like a street parade?" Ansheng looked at Old Chen with a strange expression and asked.

Old Chen: "......"

Your mouth, my goodness...