Chapter: 5801

Everyone expressed that their feelings were the same as his, but they didn’t know that it was a sequela after the aura in the liquor had been exhausted.

Lin Wan’er suddenly took out her mobile phone at this time, and said to Ye Chen: “Honey, before the sun’s light is so strong, let’s take a photo with the sun and take some selfies.”

Ye Chen guessed that she wanted to take a picture of Wu Feiyan, so he nodded knowingly, then took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera function of the front camera.

After opening the camera, the two turned around tacitly, with their backs facing the rising sun and Wu Feiyan, and took a group photo.

After taking the photo, Ye Chen quickly clicked on the photo to enlarge it. Thanks to the high resolution of the front camera, Wu Feiyan’s appearance was clearly captured in the photo.

Afterwards, while adjusting his posture, Ye Chen took a group photo with Lin Wan’er, and kept capturing photos related to Wu Feiyan through the photos taken by the front camera.

But it’s a pity that Wu Feiyan entered the woods very quickly, and the front camera didn’t have a telephoto function. It’s a bit of a dream to take pictures of her in this situation.

So, he put his phone in his pocket and continued to pretend to enjoy the sunrise with Lin Wan’er.

And from the corner of his eye, he was still staring at Wu Feiyan carefully.

After searching for a while in the woods, Wu Feiyan chose a relatively empty place, and then took out a hammer and a cylinder made of wooden handle from her bag.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Feiyan threw the yellow paper on the ground, pressed the cylinder against the yellow paper, and then hit the head of the cylinder heavily with a hammer.

In this way, circular outlines were left on the rough yellow paper with a square space in the middle.

This is the “making money” that ordinary people have rarely come into contact with.

Although the yellow paper is rough in workmanship, it is highly flammable. I know that it is still the best choice for many people in rural areas to sweep graves and pay homage to relatives in Qingming.

And the cylinder of the wooden handle is the mold for making money.

At this moment, Wu Feiyan deftly separated out a stack of yellow paper, spread it flat on the ground, supported it with a mold, started from the upper left corner, and hammered the tail of the cylinder violently, leaving a circle on the stack of yellow paper. The shape of the outer circle and the square circle in the middle.

This, in fact, represents the copper coins used in ancient China.

Copper coins were the main currency of the ancients. Therefore, the copper coins produced in this way were burned to the dead, which was the real paper money in the hearts of the ancients.

Burning such paper money to the deceased can ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing on the other side.

This way of making paper money is basically hard to see nowadays. In the current funeral industry, no one is still producing such cheap and simple products. Even the most basic paper money is printed with the head of the Jade Emperor, writing Banknotes printed on the face of Tiandi Bank.

But for Wu Feiyan, she still has the habit of using yellow paper to make money to pay homage to the souls of the dead, so this time she came to southern Yunnan, she specially brought yellow paper and the mold that has been used for hundreds of years.

At this time, Wu Feiyan had completely ignored the young people she met just now. In her opinion, those people were completely different from her in the world, so she didn’t need to pay attention to them, let alone care about them. The mental journey was almost exactly the same as Lin Waner’s prediction, Lin Waner bet right!

So, after she concentrated on putting all the yellow paper on dense copper coins, she got up to pick up a convenient branch, and then, she used that branch to clear a flat area on the ground.

Then, Wu Feiyan took out the lighter, ignited one of the yellow papers, and then threw the ignited yellow paper back to the center of the flat ground, and then began to fill it with paper one by one.

Looking at the burning flames and the ashes rolled up by the heat wave, Wu Feiyan’s eyes were filled with tears, and she whispered in a voice that only she could hear: “Brother Zhulu, Feiyan is here to see you…”