Liu Yong's left hand is still painful, and it is jumping and jumping inside, and it is faintly swollen. After being slapped by "Meng Banxian" the day before yesterday www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion was naturally not in the mood to go to "Sweet Water Lane" to stroll, but ran home directly.

Liu Yong naturally wanted to see the "main master" who had beaten him, and took the lead in getting in. The crowd was so tightly surrounded, Liu Yong had a great difficulty to get inside, trying to stand firm to avoid being squeezed down by the crowd around him, and then looked forward.

This is a small stall, two zhang wide from north to south, on both sides are stalls selling tea and flower melons, and on the back is a stall of fried cold noodles. The stall owner spread a large straw mat on the ground, and the mat was covered with a layer of white burlap, and the burlap was a layer of fine silk, and hundreds of dolls of various shapes were placed on the fine silk, the same is that there is a lotus leaf upside down on the head, the face is round, the demeanor is simple, and it has baby fat. The materials are made of clay and wood, the smallest one is one inch long, and the largest is more than two feet high. Underneath each doll is a piece of paper with the price of the doll written on it, ranging from three or five dollars to hundreds of dollars.

Behind the mat was a table as long as the mat, made of wooden planks. It's sturdy though. On the table, there is a high-end "grinding and drinking", and the expression of the doll is obviously more delicate and vivid than that on the mat. The bottom of the dolls is decorated with carved wood and colorful seat railings, and some of them are even decorated with gold beads and emeralds, and the outside is covered with a cover made of red gauze or blue glass.

Liu Yong looked at the price of "grinding and drinking" on the table, and couldn't help but stick out his tongue. The two-foot-high "grinding and drinking" on the floor mat is only priced at 100 yuan, while the cheapest on the table is more than 300 yuan.

The stall owner was an old man in his sixties, and there were two younger middle-aged men next to him, who were supposed to be his sons. The old man sat on the stool in front of the table, did not talk to the guests, had a ball of "mud" in his hand, and a carving knife on his right hand pinned on the index finger and ring finger. The old man put the pinched doll in a box at his feet, grabbed another ball of "mud" from the box and continued to pinch it.

At this time, Mu Xun and Yang Zhang also squeezed in, but it caused complaints from the audience next to them. After a while, the old man reproduced his "unique skill" again, which attracted bursts of applause.

Several people were also amazed by the old man's skills, and each picked a doll and bought it.

Squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty and returned to the street, Liu Yong felt a lot more comfortable. I saw that he was holding a fat doll wearing colorful clothes, a tender green lotus canopy in his hand, and a lotus hat on his head, which was cute.

At this time, fireworks were released from a "begging building" not far away, which made many people look up. But this is only the beginning, and immediately after, the surrounding "Qiqiao Building" has set off fireworks, which are colorful, attracting countless people to stop and watch.

It was completely dark, and all the lights on the street were lit, and there was a charming glow in the night, which was very beautiful.

Liu Yong walked to the melon stall next to Xiao Jimo's drinking shop, bought a fragrant ball, that is, a melon carved into a lotus shape by a citron, took a bite, and thought it was delicious, so he bought a few more and distributed them to the friends around him.

The group continued to walk towards Pan Tower. On the way, I encountered a few stalls selling "grinding and drinking", but the craftsmanship was obviously not as good as Xiao Ji.

When I arrived at Pan Tower, the time was just right. The restaurant is full of lanterns, probably counting, not less than hundreds. Under the auspices of the shopkeeper of the restaurant, dozens of girls stand under the moon, holding a thin thread to thread a needle through the moonlight, and the girl who first passes through the nine pinholes will be given a three-inch high pure gold "grinding and drinking", and other girls who successfully complete the goal will also get a delicate lantern.

After the girls begged for the moon, they ushered in the climax.

"Hundred words?!"

Yang Zhang said excitedly.

"What is a hundred words?"

Liu Xun chewed on the candy man he had just bought in his mouth and asked suspiciously.

"You haven't been here before? Oh... Forget you haven't been here before. ”

Liu Xun is the youngest in the group, only in his early nines. Although his father works in Bianjing City, his home is outside the city, so he doesn't go to the city much, and this is the first time he has experienced the Qixi atmosphere in Bianjing City.

"The so-called hundred words lotus, have you seen the big vertical turntable that the two big men just moved in front of? There are dozens of word brand names densely written on it, so it is called '100 words'.

Today, Pan Lou invited a lot of the most famous talents and beauties in Tokyo recently... Lo and behold, the ones by the window on the second floor are all there. As for who they are, it's a little far away, and I can't see it clearly, so I'll introduce it later.

At the beginning of the event, the host will turn the turntable, and when the turntable stops, the pointer points to where it is, which is the name of today's word, and at the same time, the words written must be related to today.

These young talents and beauties upstairs will fill in the words according to the word card, and the audience below can also do it. When there is a stick of incense, the one who composes the best lyrics will receive a lotus leaf made of pure gold as a reward, so it is called a hundred words lotus. ”

Mu Xun patiently explained on the side.

"So how can you tell who wrote the best words?"

Liu Xun thought about it and tilted his head and asked.

This is simple, after the words are filled in, they will be read out in public, and the voice will naturally be high if they are filled in. Of course, if the audience can't judge, the people sitting on the third floor are all famous Confucians. ”

At this time, the host had finished speaking, and after introducing the "guests" on the third and second floors one by one, he walked to the turntable.

"Here we go!"

Wang Yu said with a little excitement.

I saw the host turn the turntable vigorously, and the turntable quickly turned a few times, and then gradually slowed down, and finally stopped there.

"Where's the fall? Where did it fall? ”

Liu Yong and the others came not late, but it was not too early. Barely squeezed a place that was quite close, but there was still a certain distance from the turntable, and the view was very blurry.

Before the host stepped forward to look, several sharp-eyed audience members who were close shouted:

"It's Queqiao Immortal."

"Queqiao Immortal", also known as "Queqiao Immortal Order", "Golden Wind and Jade Dew Encounter Song", "Guanghan Autumn", double tone 56 characters, two rhymes before and after, one rhyme to the end. The first two sentences of the first two sentences require a confrontation.

The host announced the title, and then a maid walked to the front with an incense burner. The incense burner is placed on a table that has already been placed in front of the turntable, a stick of incense is inserted, and it is lit with a fire breaker, and with the sound of a gong, the timer is announced.

To be continued......