Chapter 730: Can This Be Customized
"What have you thought about?" Seeing Mu Qingyang so calm, he must have a little eyebrow in his heart.
"I haven't thought about it yet. Mu Qingyang said, his eyes were already looking elsewhere.
This Longyan national capital, although it has been visited a few times before, but in the end, it is still not like today, unrestrained wandering.
It was only after this visit that I realized that there were a lot of novelties in the stalls that she had never seen before, and of course, there were a lot of snacks and snacks.
When she came out this time, she seemed to have found the feeling of "pressing the road".
"......" Qi Tianhong raised his eyebrows, looking at Mu Qingyang, who had already run to a food stall again.
She looks like she's here to choose a gift, it's like "the drunkard doesn't mean to drink!"
"Otherwise, think about what to send. Mu Qingyang said, already handing over a package of steamed cakes that had just come out of the pot.
She chewed in her mouth, and the taste was quite similar to the "top cake" she had eaten in modern times, but it was more soft and sweet in comparison.
"I don't eat it. Qi Tianhong pushed her hand away, and the snacks she handed over along the way, he had already eaten a little full, although he didn't know the taste of food, but he didn't spoil her interest, but this time, he really didn't want to eat anymore.
However, as far as the construction she just proposed, he could think about it seriously, after all, he was still relatively good at choosing gifts.
"Look, what is that!" Mu Qingyang said, already running towards a group of people.
Qi Tianhong came back to her senses, and she was already crowded into the crowd.
He quickly leaned over and squeezed to her side.
"Let's go, it's just a clay sculpture, nothing to look at. After Qi Tianhong saw it clearly, he urged, after all, this trip out, except for wandering, eating and drinking, he hadn't done anything serious.
But as soon as his voice fell, there was no Mu Qingyang around him.
"Qing ......" He hurriedly spoke, but before he could call her name all, he saw a familiar figure standing beside the vendor.
At some point, she was already in the middle of the crowd.
"......" Qi Tianhong, who has always disliked physical contact with people, saw this, so he only squeezed in the direction of Mu Qingyang in the crowd.
It was easy to come to her side.
"Let's go, don't you still want to buy gifts. ”
But for what Qi Tianhong said, Mu Qingyang didn't seem to hear it at all, her eyes were focused, staring intently at the clay sculpture that the vendor was making.
"Handsome guy, can this be customized?" After looking at it for a while, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but ask.
"Custom-made?" The peddler looked up, some of them didn't understand the meaning of Mu Qingyang's words.
"That's what I said, you do what I described. Looking at the clay sculptures of those vivid figures on his stall, she felt that the request she was talking about should not be difficult.
"No, you can't. The peddler replied, and his eyes had shifted to the work in his own hands.
The answer of "......" made Mu Qingyang not expect that it was obviously very simple.
"He has a certain traditional model, and the appearance has been fixed since the time they learned the craft. Thinking of Mu Qingyang's temperament, Qi Tianhong explained to her in a whisper on the side.
"This eldest brother is right, this craft has been passed down from generation to generation, and we will do what the master teaches. He looked up, looked at Qi Tianhong, and nodded lightly.
It seems that this person knows some rules, not like the woman in front of him, and this opening is to make him violate