Chapter 633 The little ancestor of the East Palace

  The second day coincides with Ching Ming Festival.

  The big week will be held in accordance with the rules of the past years.

  Lu Huaijiang sent Lulu back and returned to the palace.

  In the evening, Lulu woke up too.

When   woke up, he hurriedly took the money out of the East Palace, and Lu Lu chased him behind him: "Lulu, where are you going? It's getting dark. Beware of evils on Ching Ming Festival, and you have to go back to your house at dark."

   "Hurry up, follow her, follow her."

  Grandpa Lu hurriedly pointed at the guard.

   "Lulu can be afraid of everything, the least fear is evil." Evil was afraid when she saw her.

   "Lulu wants to go out to purchase, Lulu's friends need huge supplies." Lulu smiled, she now has thousands of brothers, not a polished commander.

  The little girl pulled the silver bag, which was bulging with a big bag.

  You can see people kneeling on the street burning incense and burning paper everywhere on the street, and there is a smell of smoke everywhere.

  Lulu took a large person directly to the main street selling funerals.

  That street is called Qingming Street.

  Only when there is Qingming!

   "Within a quarter of an hour, I want this street to leave a stick of incense and a piece of yellow paper." Lulu held up his belly full of milk pig trotters and lamb skewers, with one hand on his hips, and one hand holding the purse and shouting loudly.

  If this energy is not used in the funeral of a dragon, I am afraid it will give people an extremely domineering impression.

  Like the sentence, buy, buy, buy, buy this street.

  But it's almost there.

  At this moment, following her words, the long street beyond sight is boiling.

  The guard behind him was stunned, and the little girl turned around and handed him a wad of silver tickets.

  "Buy, paper money, paper house, paper carriage, buy, buy, buy. There are also paper-cuts of virgins and virgins, buy more." Lulu held up a milk belly, like a nouveau riche.

  The guards took the money and bought them directly one by one.

  Buy short, buy short all buy short!

  When you enter a store, you close the other store and check the inventory after you close the door.

  Lulu standing on the street, her group of little brothers are celebrating the Chinese New Year, so it's time to give them some money.

"Buy more paper houses, and collect as much as you need. The inventory from the past years is delivered, as well as the ones outside the city. As long as they can catch up before the time, they can be delivered." Landing, how can it be enough to reward those Yin soldiers.

  But in just half an hour, the little girl spent five thousand taels and directly bought the whole street.

  Because of that sentence, some branches directly transported her back from outside the city, which cost another two thousand taels.

  This also caused the whole street to be emptied when the court came to buy paper money to prepare for the sacrifice of tomorrow.

  Fortunately, the Ministry of Etiquette prepares a lot every year, and it can barely solve the urgent needs.

  Lulu people pulled seven or eight cars and burned them all outside the city.

  At this moment, where everyone in the Hall of Salvation was invisible, houses fell directly out of thin air. Only the ghosts can see how lavish those houses are.

  These houses completely surround the Hall of Salvation and are the closest to the Hall of Salvation.

   "These are all gifts to commend everyone this year." Lulu's voice sounded in the Hall of Salvation, and the Yin soldiers were very happy.

  But at the moment it was not dark yet, and Lulu could only follow everyone back to the East Palace.

  Lulu sat at the gate of the palace and refused to go home.

  She found that today it seems that everyone has closed the stalls very early. And the more the sun sets, the more anxious they are.

   "Why are you going home so early?" Lulu sat on the steps, holding a small face and looking at everyone.

"Little ancestor, you should go back to the East Palace too. Today is Qingming, and the living do not fight the dead. Every Qingming Festival and July and a half, it is the carnival of ghosts." On the street in front of the Donggong gate, no one knows that she is Donggong Xiao Ancestors!

  　 See you tomorrow... okay, ask for a monthly pass

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)