When the old man heard Su Yun's words, he laughed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The little girl listens to what she says, oh, the uncle will give it to you for free.

You'll have to take care of my business later."

Su Yun felt that the old man was quite simple at this time, and after a while, he knew that this old man was quite good at doing business.

Su Yun took the strand of skein.

Zhou Yuanrui looked funny next to him and asked her, "Is it delicious?" ”

Su Yun swallowed the sugar and nodded: "It's delicious, it's fragrant and smooth, and it's cool when you swallow it."

The people around saw that Su Yun was eating so much, and they all said: "Uncle, we all take care of your business, why don't you give us a piece of silk candy to eat."

The old man was washing his marble and painting slates.

didn't raise his head: "You can eat it if you want, fifty yuan for a piece of skein."

There was a whoop from the crowd.

"Are you selling candy or bird's nest, when I was young, this share of sugar only cost a penny, and you can exchange an old sole for an unwanted one."

The old man smiled and looked at the middle-aged man in his thirties who spoke.

"Then you can go back to your childhood and buy it."

"Uncle, why are you talking so chokingly, you don't know how to do business.

I also thought about buying a candy painting to take home for my son to play with.

I don't want to give people a little candy to eat, so stingy, I'll see who buys your sugar paintings later."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man's dress again.

smiled: "I just sold it to you, I'm afraid you won't be willing to buy it."

The middle-aged man was so angry with the old man's snobbery, and said to the people around him: "This old man is a candy seller, this is to sell gold."

Everyone is scattered, what's so beautiful, in the past, no one wanted to eat this thing, a toothpaste skin for a piece."

Although the old man sells things, he doesn't force others to buy them, this person shouts so much in front of other people's stalls, and he is not a kind person.

But he shouted, and no one left.

Making handmade candy paintings and candy figures are now folk arts, and they are not easily encountered on the street.

What's more, just from the syrup boiled by this old man, I know that this uncle's craftsmanship must be very good.

Everyone is still ready to feast their eyes, who will leave.

The middle-aged man was so angry that he wanted to go out when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, but he was reluctant to leave when he thought of the position he had finally occupied.

So he stood aside and stopped talking.

Su Yun stood in front of him from a vantage point to watch, and soon the silk candy was finished.

I touched my pocket.

I looked at the old man again, and even if he was such a nostalgic guy, it was estimated that he couldn't swipe the card.

After coming out, Su Yun found that she had no money on her, and the last family fund was left in the last card.

Only 100,000.

She struggled to think about how she had gone from being a multimillionaire to being so poor.

Come to think of it, it's the last gamble.

She obviously won!

When it was time to use the money, Su Yun remembered that his money was shamelessly taken away by someone.

In other words, why should he collect his own money!

So looking at the tempting transparent amber-like syrup in the pot, Su Yun took out his mobile phone angrily and dialed it.

She couldn't afford to eat maltose, which she was already poor.

The call went through.

Don't wait for the cold exit of the person on the other side.

Su Yun spit out three words very coldly and stylishly: "Pay me back!" ”

Zhou Yuanrui looked at Su Yun a little strangely beside him.

I don't know if this sister was still happily eating candy just now, why did she grit her teeth and collect debts now?

Who owes her money?

"Where?"

Tang Yidong was on the ****** viewing platform, holding a telescope to watch the rehearsal of the phalanx set up by the three armies.

The phone vibrated and he took it out of the pocket of his military pants and put it to his ear, still watching the training through the binoculars.

There was a coldness in his voice that he didn't usually have.

If you want to be more ruthless, Su Yun will only serve one person.

Obviously, the voice that I thought was cool just now was compared to others, just like the difference between cool water in autumn and ice water in winter.

It's still cool water that has been half-sunburned after autumn.

The momentum of collecting debts just now was frostbitten.

"I had my principal in the money last time, you have to pay it back to me."

To make a long story short, the longer the time drags on, the less conducive it is to the gathering of one's own momentum.

After playing against someone many times, Su Yun has already begun to sum up his experience.

"Donated".

"Donated?! Why did I donate my money, but I, the owner, don't know. ”

Su Yun was going crazy, and the tone of the person opposite spoke as if he had donated a few yuan.

Forget it, it's a good deed anyway.

Su Yun wanted to hang up the phone, but the person opposite spoke.

"Where did you go last night?"

As soon as he asked this, Su Yun was a little weak-hearted.

Wrong! Why should I be weak to him, and why does his tone sound so similar to the tone of his wife who returns late?

Su Yun felt that he must have been so angry that he misheard.

"I didn't go anywhere, I just followed the fourth brother in the car for a walk, and then met a few acquaintances and said a few words."

Su Yun was talking on the phone and saw that the old man was preparing to use the syrup for painting.

hurriedly said to Zhou Yuanrui: "Fourth brother, I still have to eat maltose."

Su Yun, who had no money, had no choice but to let Zhou Gongzi, who had money next to him, pay.

Therefore, the required tone is slightly sweeter.

Of course, Zhou Yuanrui couldn't resist the poor Su Yun who was looking at him.

"The little ancestor of the loser".

After reading such a sentence, Zhou Yuanrui shouted: "Uncle, slow down."

No matter how I feel about this complaint, it's a little happy and swollen.

Zhou Yuanrui took out a hundred, "Two more strands of sugar."

The people around looked at this pair of young people who looked dressed ordinarily, but in fact, the down jacket on their bodies looked light and stylish compared to others.

Talk.

There are really a lot of rich second generations now.

Su Yun took it, looked at the two wooden sticks wrapped in shiny silk candy, thought about it and handed one to Zhou Yuanrui.

"Fourth brother, you eat...... Is it? ”

Zhou Yuanrui looked at her funny, reluctant to ask him again.

"If you don't like sweet, you can eat it."

Su Yun smiled.

"It's a real mouthful." Su Yun hung up the phone, ate the candy in his hand, and continued to be a quiet candy-eating onlooker.

The maltose was so sweet that Su Yun instantly forgot about the person on the other end of the phone.

Tang Yidong looked at the busy phone, and took off his glasses.

The look was even more blowing than the north wind on the training ground at this time.

The intensity of the warriors' training this day was unfortunately increased by another degree.

The uncle took a spoon and poured the syrup of just the right concentration on the marble cold board to paint.

He is not painting an ordinary sugar painting master who walks a few times, and there is a sugar painting with a general appearance and curves.

Rather, it is as fine as a gongbi painting, which is both fine and fast.

At this time, people began to marvel, and they all took out their mobile phones to film the process of painting.

The painting is a story of hundreds of boats competing for the flow of eight immortals crossing the sea in the vast blue waves, showing their magical powers.

Han Zhongli, who was leisurely stepping on the huge pu mat formed by the banana pu fan to meet the waves, and He Xiangu, who was slim and graceful, stood among the lotus flowers the size of a millstone.

There are also the suave Lu Dongbin who is a poet and a hero, Zhang Guolao who rides a donkey upside down, and other eight immortal characters, all of which are fully displayed on this small sugar painting.

The onlookers all showed a look of amazement: "This is a sugar painting, this is a work of art, even if it is painted with ink, it is not necessarily as good as this painting."

"Uncle, you are a great painter, how can you think of applying painting to sugar painting?"

Sugar paintings are painted with syrup, and naturally there is no ink to spread smoothly.

Therefore, most of the paintings with sugar are some random sketches of characters or dragons, and the animals are happy and simple.

Where have I ever seen this kind of sugar painting that is comparable to the complexity of gongbi painting?

Hearing the exclamations of the people around him, the old man seemed to be used to it.

Continue the painting in hand: "I am a great painter, I am a candy seller, this sugar painting has been painted for a lifetime, and I am only familiar with it."

Everyone sighed with emotion, thinking of Ouyang Xiu's "Oil Seller", the master is among the people.

Sugar painting needs to be fast, and the old man painted such a sugar painting of eight immortals crossing the sea.

It only took twenty minutes, and the onlookers were once again impressed by the uncle's exquisite skills and speed.

The admiration was endless.

Put two bamboo sticks on both sides of the painting, and before the sugar painting has been completely shoveled down, some people are already competing to pay for it. (To be continued.) )