“What? On what principle…!”
Watching the men fall, Jin Cheon-hee smiled faintly and said.
“Right. In the Sichuan Tang Family, they hold a ritual during the New Year to spread incense as far as possible.”
“What a strange ritual.”
“Yes. They spread a pleasant fragrance to fill the entire Sichuan Tang Family, believing that the better the scent spreads and permeates every corner of the house, the more good fortune will follow.”
“Believing that spreading incense brings good fortune. What an interesting superstition.”
At Cheon-u’s words, Jin Cheon-hee let out a short laugh.
“Superstition? No, it’s actually a surprisingly scientific tradition.”
Jin Cheon-hee had learned the principle from Tang Ah.
“Why is that? Does it really bring good fortune?”
“That incense also acts as a sort of insecticide. The mechanisms and formations installed on the floor act as a kind of plumbing. When the smoke seeps through those paths, the bugs that were hiding during the winter suffocate and die.”
“I suppose the poisonous insects handled by the Sichuan Tang Family have already been evacuated separately.”
“Of course. They only kill pests like bedbugs and fleas. After they’re all cleaned out, the number of children falling ill in the new year decreases significantly.”
“In that case, the civil engineering work we’ve been doing all this time was…”