Yuzhou City.
Chu Xingchen looked down the long street where red lanterns were being hung. The residents of Yuzhou City who had time to spare were all helping with the preparations.
Out of respect for the Demon-Suppression Bureau and Chanwood Temple, most of Yuzhou City's residents, though somewhat puzzled about the upcoming event, did not question it too much.
After all, a sudden whim to hold some event was hardly a big deal.
Besides, Chu Xingchen was willing to pay very fair wages to hire residents with time to spare to hang lanterns, prepare decorative lanterns, and plan the festivities.
This time, Chanwood Temple had even announced outright that the stalls outside the temple would no longer be rented out, but allocated by drawing lots instead.
In the past, residents had had to hang the lanterns and decorative lanterns of their own accord. Neither the Demon-Suppression Bureau nor Chanwood Temple had had that much spare money to hand out.
Now, never mind that the lanterns would be given away once the festivities ended-people were even being paid to hang them.
The doubts of Yuzhou City's residents were soon swept clean away by these dazzling benefits.
It also happened to be just after the autumn harvest, so most people had time on their hands.
With Chu Xingchen spending money without regard for cost, progress was very encouraging. They were expected to finish ahead of time, without having to wait until the day itself.
"Master, everything by the Yuzhou River has been taken care of, and the three batches of fireworks you ordered have arrived." Chen Baiqing walked up beside Chu Xingchen and began her report.
Chu Xingchen reached out and rubbed Xiaobaiqing's head. "Set off one batch to test the quality first. If there aren't any problems, we'll set off another