Su Ming's bungalow was not big.
However, there were many rooms behind them.
After sending Fan Huai away, Su Ming looked at the time.
The rest of his team had gone to Xigou Village for work.
When he went out to work, he would naturally eat at the master's house.
In fact, Fan Huai's description of this town as a barren mountain and treacherous waters was simply nonsense.
The truth was the exact opposite.
At least in Su Ming's opinion, this small town was simple and honest.
Many traditional Chinese customs and culture were especially valued in this small town.
This was also the reason why Su Ming was willing to stay here for three years.
Su Ming knew about the system's rewards.
If he wanted to be popular, he would have to leave this small town.
He could obtain it faster.
This also meant that he could obtain more system rewards.
But at the same time, Su Ming knew that sharpening a knife would not delay the work of chopping wood.
At the same time, this body was still young.
In the past three years, he had learned a lot about the culture of this parallel world.
At the same time, he also sorted out many works from his previous life.
It was about time to leave the town and go out to take a look.
Outside of this small town, there were many other places in China.
Traditional culture was being impacted by foreign culture.
Furthermore, in Su Ming's opinion.
Nowadays, many young people only had a superficial understanding of Chinese culture and art.
He had even gone astray.
It was almost time for Su Ming to leave.
The only thing he couldn't forget was this small town.
He wanted to pass down this song of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix!
Of course, it wasn't just this song that was passed down, but also the suona craftsman.
The ingenuity to measure whether the deceased deserved to enjoy this song.
At the thought of this, Su Ming waved at Liu Zi.
"Liu Zi, when your second senior brother comes back from work, ask him to come to me.”
Right, Su Ming's second disciple had an interesting name.
Great Sage Qi, Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
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At this moment, the mourning shed had already been set up in the Fan family's courtyard.
There were not only blind dates in town.
There were also people who came all the way here to see the big star.
In the middle of the hall was the portrait and memorial tablet of Old Master Fan.
There were grains, steamed buns, fruits, pastries, white wine, cigarettes, flowers…
It was different from an ordinary funeral.
Because it was a happy burial, the white cloth was removed from the usual funeral.
There were also some big red silk and red lanterns hanging high up.
When it came to funerals, there were also some rules.
People call it Sanquan!
Full blessing, the population is prosperous, and the children and grandchildren are promising.
The older the deceased was, the more suitable it was for the " old happy funeral."
Complete end, complete end of life, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, die without illness, naturally die of old age.
Of these three, except for the last one, which was to accumulate virtue and do good.
It was barely achieved.
The rest of the items met the requirements of a happy burial!
The Fan family's spirits would rest here for three days!
A grand banquet was held to entertain friends, family, and fellow villagers!
With Fan Huai's financial resources and connections, he was able to obtain the support of the Emperor.
The scale of the funeral was not small!
Many of the villagers who came to watch the show were also speechless.
"The Fan family is really grand!"
"That's right! His grandson was so successful. Grandfather Fan was also blessed!”
"It's hard to find a funeral like this in three to five years.”
" That's right. What a grand occasion. Who asked him to have such a good grandson…"
After getting out of the car, Fan Huai overheard the discussion in the crowd.
However, he was not too happy!
On the contrary, the more it was like this, the more he felt that something was missing!
That's right!
It was the song of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix!
Through the words of his uncle, who was in charge of the family, and his father, Fan Huai also had a certain understanding of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
If one were to say that his grandfather's funeral was to praise the old man for having a complete life.
And that poem was to praise the deceased's high moral character and the hope of the people!
Every three to five years, there would be a happy burial in the town.
Only in a hundred years will a song be played, and birds will pay homage to the phoenix.
Which was heavier and which was lighter.
It was clear at a glance!
Of course, a happy burial would add a hundred birds to pay homage to the phoenix.
Fan Huai felt that this was the best outcome.
However, that Su brat was a stone in a manure pit.
Stinky and hard!
This kid didn't look stupid. He probably didn't look like an iron fool who didn't want to earn money.
Fan Huai still felt that this kid was more likely to raise the price!
Fan Huai walked through the crowd with sunglasses on.
It caused quite a stir again.
After returning to the house, Fan Huai told him what had happened at Su Ming's house.
At the same time, he also made his own analysis.
"This Suona craftsman surnamed Su probably wants to raise the price!”
The old man in charge shook his head.
This was in town, unlike outside.
Master Su had always been kind to others.
It must be because his nephew, who had become a celebrity, was too arrogant.
Not to mention the old man's funeral, the entire Fan family was supported by this nephew.
He couldn't say anything more.
On the contrary, when she heard that the old principal had left, she felt a little sad.
Speaking of which, the younger generation in the town had all received help from the old principal.
As for Fan Huai's father, Fan Xin, he was starting to regret his decision.
Facing his own son, he did not have so many worries.
"I don't think Master Su is doing this for money. The musicians in the Su Family Class can pay however much they want.
Did you not do your manners well and made Master Su unhappy?
I should have personally visited Master Su.”
Hearing his father say so, Fan Huai's face turned cold.
"Dad! You don't understand!
This person had ten thousand yuan and tens of millions in front of him.
How could it be the same!
This kid was just raising the price!
I don't believe that no one in China would boast about paying homage to the phoenix.”
Hearing his son say this, Fan Xin could only nod.
His son was the most promising in the family, and his opinions were still the main priority.
However, Fan Huai didn't swallow his anger so easily.
Thinking about the funeral outside, he had to rest for three days.
At the same time as the banquet, there was also a stage performance.
He turned his head to the old man in charge and said," Uncle, when will the performers in town arrive?”
The old man in charge replied," It started in the afternoon. There were people who blew the horn, sang opera, and played tricks…I called everyone in town.”
Fan Huai nodded.
The sound of the performance and the suona on the day of the funeral naturally had different meanings.
He took out his phone.
The Weibo post that he mentioned about birds paying homage to the phoenix was also very popular.
It would be a slap to his face if he did not see the birds paying homage to the phoenix at the funeral.
Helpless, he continued to contact the musicians in the industry and continued to look for suona craftsmen who knew how to pay homage to the phoenix at a high price.
Gradually, the big shots of folk music that Fan Huai had contacted earlier were included.
The other Chinese musicians also began to reply to Fan Huai about the matter of birds paying homage to the phoenix…
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