The old man didn't answer directly, but said to the stall owners on both sides in surprise: "Look, it's really rare, this little foreign girl's Mandarin is much better than ours." ”

A stall owner selling melon seeds and peanuts smiled: "Lao Liu, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and sell sugarcane to others, just your Mandarin, you can speak Mandarin?" ”

A group of people laughed, and the old man cut two pieces and peeled the skin, wrapped one end in a plastic bag and handed it to Shirley, waving his hand: "Don't need money, haha, uncle will give it to you to eat." ”

Shirley put down a hundred bills and said proudly, "We have money." ”

She turned around and wanted to leave, because Qin Shiou told her that such a hundred yuan is equivalent to twenty yuan in Canada, and in Newfoundland, twenty yuan can almost buy such a sugar cane.

As a result, the old man grabbed her and asked her for a handful of money, Shirley squeezed back in confusion and asked, "Why is it so cheap?" ”

Qin Shiou didn't want to tell her about the relationship between the value of money and the local economy of various countries, and he was helpless about Shirley's mathematical talent, so he simply said: "Uncle saw that you were beautiful, and gave you a discount." ”

As soon as they heard this, Powell and the others looked at each other, and then no matter what they bought, they asked Shirley to come forward. And Shirley is indeed very cheap every time she buys something, and the four children think they have taken advantage of it, and they are happy all the way.

Qin Shiou has a lot of things to buy this time, mainly dried fruits, drinks and the like, originally Qin's father prepared a lot of dried fruits, but they are all melon seeds and peanuts, Qin Shiou doesn't like to eat these things, he came to buy pistachios, cashew nuts, almonds, pine nuts and so on.

The streets of the town are shaped in a cross shape, one street is full of clothes and shoes, one is full of fruits and foods, one is full of vegetables, seafood and meat, and one is full of miscellaneous things.

Qin Shiou took Winnie and the others to visit the street where groceries were mainly sold, which was interesting.

Someone pinched candy people on the street, Winnie was also very interested in this, went up and bought several, and explained to Qin Shiou: "When I was a child in the capital, my grandfather often bought me this and sugar gourd, but in fact, I didn't like to eat it at that time. But my sister Fox is always very enthusiastic, which is very pleasing to my grandfather and grandmother, and I have no choice but to bite the bullet and eat ......."

Qin Shiou listened to Winnie's little complaints, and felt quite interesting.

Some people in the bazaar dipped their fingers in oil paint to write and paint, this is considered a technical work, the old gentleman can make a landscape painting with the fingers of his hands in tens of seconds, and there are blessings such as "smooth sailing" and "family reunion".

Winnie and the others were very interested in this, and let Bird take the lead in squeezing in to watch, and the leopard was unlucky and screamed again and again......

Fifteen pieces of a painting, Qin Shiou asked the old gentleman to draw six, write the names of Winnie and his party respectively, and then give them to them.

The children happily accepted it, and Bird was very solemn, saying, "I think this can be regarded as intangible cultural heritage? So I'm going to keep it, maybe it will be a treasure in many years. ”

"If you're going to leave a family heirloom, then I have something else to give you." Qin Shiou smiled and led the group forward, and said, "Widen your eyes, the road of Chinese folk art has officially started!" ”

He is not exaggerating, he has not taken two steps forward, and there is a candy blowing stall.

It just so happened that the stall owner was blowing a large lobster, and the orange sugar juice was quickly shaped, and the four children of Shirley who watched kept screaming.

Winnie crossed her arms and smiled, "This is a folk craft in Kyoto, right?" When I was in Kyoto, I saw some of them, and they were so dazzling that I even had the idea of becoming this kind of artist. ”

Qin Shiou swept all the way, what floral art, rice carving, bone carving, dough sculpture, sugar transfer, sugar painting, dough kneading, paper-cutting, porcelain carving, etc., as long as the small craftsmanship can be made in a short time, he gave a copy to the people around him.

Crowded all the way, slowly and leisurely finally squeezed to the southernmost exit of the bazaar, Qin Shiou wiped his sweat, the stunned winter was hot and sweaty, this year's market is too valuable, no need to take a sauna.

The children's little faces blushed with excitement, their little schoolbags were full of porcelain carvings, paper cuts, noodle figures and other small things, and Shirley said with great interest: "Shall we take it back to Farewell Island?" When the time comes, we will organize a class to teach the hillbillies about Chinese art. ”

Qin Shiou said of course it was good, he was just about to give the children an idea, but suddenly a woman's howl sounded in front of him, and the people in front squeezed back, leaving an open space.

"Got into a fight?" Qin Shiou frowned, he grabbed Shirley to protect him, and let the children stand together.

There are too many people in the annual fair, and it is inevitable that there will be bumps, and sometimes there will be conflicts. However, in most cases, everyone is more restrained, after all, it is soon the Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is not good to fight on such a festive day.

The people around him were talking in twos and threes, Qin Shiou heard it and felt that it was not a fight, he squeezed forward to look, and saw a woman in her sixties sitting on the ground crying bitterly, holding a small cotton hat in her hand and crying: "...... What about my grandchildren? Woo, woo, grandson gone? Who saw my soldiers? Okay, tell me, woo, my grandson, woo, where'......"

A middle-aged man in a suit next to him asked anxiously, "Don't cry, don't cry first, when did you disappear?" Yes? Hurry up! ”

The woman was obviously panicking, holding the little cotton hat and weeping bitterly, and kept muttering a few words, 'The grandson is gone'.

A young man took out his mobile phone and said, "Is the child abducted?" Hurry up and call the police, shall we? Is this a child who has been abducted? ”

There were also people around who were anxious to ask, but the woman only cared about crying, and the middle-aged man shook her, and then she woke up, grabbed the middle-aged man and asked, "Big brother, have you seen my soldiers?" More than three years old, so tall, so fat......"

The middle-aged man in the suit shook off the woman's hand and shouted, "When did you lose the child?" You can make it clear. ”

The woman cried, "Just a moment, I just bought the sticker, and after I bought it, I turned around and my grandson was gone." I asked the people around me, and they said that they were taken south by a young man, so I hurried to chase them, but no......"

There are people around to discuss, but there are too many people here, who notices if anyone is holding a two- or three-year-old child? Even if you notice it, it's normal, and there are more people who come to the market with children.

The middle-aged man in the suit sighed and said: "This is a mess, you said that you didn't call it earlier and shout again when you get here, hurry up and call the police, I hope it's too late." ”

Winnie squeezed up and reached out to grab Qin Shiou, and asked in a panic, "What's wrong?" ”

Qin Shiou said hatefully: "Damn, I really let my mother say it accurately, there were traffickers at the New Year's fair, and this old lady's grandson was taken away!" ”

"Oh my God, how can this be? These bastards! Winnie's pretty face suddenly turned white, "What should I do then?" Hurry up and help find the child. ”

The woman cried and got up, looking around and calling her grandson's name, and the people around asked each other, but there was no clue at all.

Qin Shiou looked at the woman's desperate crying and his heart moved, and Bird also squeezed forward with Huzi in his arms and asked, "BOSS, what's the problem?" ”

Seeing the tiger who was about to be squeezed stupidly, Qin Shiou's heart moved. R1152