The door panel of the house door must be nailed with the most complete and clean animal skin this year, and the beams and pillars at the door need to be covered with the most dried wheat ears with the fullest grains.

Every household must clean the wood carvings representing the harvest and hunting god Timora in the stream today and embellish them with grass rings or winter flowers to pray devoutly. It is a success to see the colorful light rising behind the wood carvings.

At night, everyone in the village would gather in the fire pit in the middle of the village to hold an event similar to a bonfire party, singing and dancing until 1 a.m. the next day.

This is the basic requirement for winter festivals in the village.

"There are no special prayer rituals, no sacrifices, and no chanting of hymns. Even the statue of the gods is based on the face of the great sage. This festival is really a bit simple. Can the gods of harvest and hunting really accept such sacrifices?"

Listening to the complete content of the winter festival, Donald said to himself in confusion.

When the group walked into the entrance of the village, Donald's first impression of the village in front of him was that it was clean and clean, unlike the villages they had passed by with only twenty or thirty families. The streets were mixed with cattle, sheep manure and snow. The wheels were rolled over and were filled with dirty things.

The distribution of buildings in the village is also staggered. Overall, it looks like a field grid, with the cross avenue in the center, and the houses are concentrated in four square boxes.

Although there are no public toilets, benches, and flower beds, you can tell at a glance that they are homemade street lights that combine iron rods and kerosene lamps and trash cans made of wood as the main materials are everywhere.

"This village is well managed...the population seems to be quite large. In a few years, maybe the government can apply to establish a town like the government. It seems that the village chief here is a very capable person."

Anthony looked at the layout of the village, especially the exquisite fire pit in the middle of the intersection and the busy people around him, and said in surprise.

It is second to see the living standards of a place, what to eat and what to wear. What is important is the cultural activities of the locals. The richer the cultural activities, the higher the living standards in the local area. There is no doubt about this.

If you can’t eat enough and don’t wear warm clothes, who will have the heart to sing and dance?

"It is not the village chief who manages the village, but the great sage!"

A child heard what Anthony said and said loudly, sounding a little angry, which made Anthony a little at a loss and winked at Zhu Jue with some embarrassment.

He always has no choice about his children.

"Can you tell my uncle why the wise man who manages the village chief is the great sage instead of the village chief?"

Donald squatted down and asked, touching the child's head.

"Hey, I heard from my parents about this, of course it's because... um~"

The child was about to speak, but a woman next to him came up to cover her mouth.

"Sorry, the child likes to talk nonsense. The current manager of our village is the village chief. There is no one else. Max. The animal skins at home still need to be sorted out. You will go to the town for sale in a few days. Do you still want to go with them?"

This woman should be the parent of this child. She hurriedly said something and took the child away.

"Is it strange that the Great Sage manages the village?"

Compared to these adults, Zhu Jue actually believed in the child’s unintentional words just now, but he actually didn’t realize anything was wrong from it.

According to ordinary people's ideas, those who can do more work. Since that great sage can even transform miracles and can renovate this village so well, it is worthy of being respected.

"this......"

Anthony shook his head, saying that he didn't know either.

“Religion and politics should be separated.”

Donald and Anthony were worried, and Julia next to her suddenly said, attracting the eyes of several people, and then continued,

"Before I dropped out of school, I happened to learn about the content of imperial law in township management. There is a sentence in it, which seems to be what Mr. Ludes said."

According to the laws of the Ryan Empire regarding township management, if the population exceeds one hundred, it can be called a village. At this time, the local government can use internal recommendations to choose a respected person to go to the nearest town and get a certificate of appointment of the village chief. The village chief of this level does not have much real power, to put it bluntly, it is a name.

If the population exceeds five hundred and is less than one thousand, it is a big village. If you want to be the village chief at this time, it will not be as simple as internal elections. They need to undergo inspections of nearby towns and generally choose from the local area. However, that person must have a certain degree of culture and loyal to the Ryan Empire, and there are some conditions for attachment, but these two are the core points.

There is another principle, that is, religion and politics cannot be confused. Simply put, it is a pastor. He can pay attention to government regulations and political changes, but he cannot serve in the government.

Similarly, a village chief can trust any normal sect, but he must not become a sect priest while serving as a village chief, and not even the lowest level of clergy.

So if the child just said that the great sage managed the village, it was actually not allowed in the government's regulations.

"Awesome, leek, I didn't expect you to be a top student."

Donald said with a smile as he stuffed a piece of jerky into Julia's mouth.

"Donald, aren't you a college student? Why don't you know what Lilo has learned?"

Stephanie curled her lips and asked on purpose.

"Ahem... I have been given the teacher a long time ago. Besides, I studied religious teaching in college and studied religious teaching all day long. How can I find this content... You, you only know a few words, and you still want to mock me?"

He reached out and pinched Stephanie's nose. The latter waved his fist and hit Donald's shoulder indignation, but he had no strength, and it seemed like he was acting coquettish.

"So the people in the town should love that great sage very much. The actions just now were obviously to protect him, right?"

“As far as it stands, that’s true.”

Needless to think about what these children say, it must be that most of the things they say are heard from their elders. Their remarks also represent the attitudes of the adults in the village towards the great sages to some extent.

The group talked while walking, and the topic of whether the Great Sage manages the village did not last long, after all, this had nothing to do with them.

"Actually, I was a little worried before that if there were no grocery stores in this town, we would have to go door to door to buy ingredients. It would be a bit troublesome. I was overthinking and there was a grocery store in front of me."

Commercial transactions are also one of the signs that a village has begun to mature. There is a grocery store at the intersection of the street right in front of the Cross Street. The storefront looks a bit old and must have been open for a while.

Going there slowly, Donald looked around the houses. He noticed that many of the houses had just been built, and the appearance was still in a standard and unified manner.

But there are not many people living on one street, only one-third of the houses are there.

"Wow, there are quite a lot of things here, like a small market."

Donald was thinking, and Stephanie in front said there in surprise.

I looked back and found that the outside of the grocery store was not big, but there was a unique world inside. The walls between the two houses were opened, and a large number of wooden shelves were placed in the center and against the wall.

Vegetables, fruits, rice, meat, and even tools are placed in various areas in a category, which is quite similar to Donald's supermarket in his previous life.

Seeing this type of grocery store in this kind of mountain village is unexpectedly novel, because some of the goods are mountain goods, which cannot be bought in Beiruye City.

"Yellow mushrooms, toadstools... These are all good ingredients for making soup. And these, one pound is only 5 pence, and when put in Demingham, the price will be at least twice as high."

As a coastal city, Demingham has a lot of seafood, so this type of thing from the mountains and forests naturally seems precious. However, when placed here, these have become valuable goods.

"Brother Donald, look, there are still living hares here, so cute."

Julia gathered in a corner with stacked iron cages, which contained many living creatures such as hares and pheasants.

"Buy two pheasants, it is said to be very nutritious."

Stephanie stared at the gray pheasants.

"If you want it, buy it... Shop Manager, what did you do with this pocket watch?"

He held an exquisite pocket watch in his hand, the strap seemed to be carved out of some kind of ore, the lid of the dial was transparent glass, and there was a leaf like a specimen inside. Donald looked over and over again. His pocket watch was bought for 2 shillings and had long been worn out. He had never had a chance to change it. He didn't expect to see a piece of it in such a country grocery store.

"That was sold to me by the villagers. If you want it...5 shillings, it's yours."

The store manager behind the counter looked at the pocket watch and the location it had been placed before and said that in his opinion, this pocket watch is not inlaid with gold and silver, so it is naturally not much more expensive.

"5 shillings? I bought it, so I'll find money."

Donald blinked and took out a gold pound and threw it on the counter. He was a big deal. Although this pocket watch had no gold and silver accessories, the leaf specimen was actually worth 1 gold pound. Immediately, I thought of what the store manager said just now and said in a low voice.

"What the villagers sell to the store manager? This is not like an item changed by a farmer."

"A few people are some foreigners who have just come to the village?"

Someone asked at the door, and Donald turned his head and saw a gentleman wearing a brown coat and a silk top hat.

"What's up?"

Donald asked back.

"The village chief wants to meet you, I wonder if you have any free time?"

"oh?"
Chapter completed!