Chapter 17: The Way of the Hungry Ghosts?

Teaching, and teaching mathematics, Su Chengye was unwilling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info math is never an interesting subject, it is very boring, especially for children, from the fact that he introduced the story of Gaussian summation to the equation of equal difference and proportional number series after the "little sparrows" were not interested, teaching them mathematics is not annoying.

"Okay, my brother is going to be a gentleman, my brother is going to teach me to read, and he is going to make marshmallows for me to eat. Yao Qingqing clapped her hands happily, and when she heard the sugar, the boring "little sparrows" became excited again, "What is a marshmallow, is it delicious?"

Yao Qingqing puffed up her small chest and said proudly: "The marshmallow is soft, sweet, it looks like cotton up close, it looks like a cloud from afar, it's beautiful and delicious."

The "little sparrows" suddenly became noisy, some surrounded Yao Qingqing to curry favor with Yao Qingqing, and some begged their parents for delicious and good-looking marshmallows, and even Zhong He couldn't stop drinking them.

"You are talking nonsense, my family sells sugar, how can any sugar look like a cloud. "Every year during the Chinese New Year, my aunt brings me a lot of pastries from the capital to eat, and there are no marshmallows you said. ”

"I'm not talking nonsense, because in the entire Feng Kingdom, only my brother can make marshmallows, of course you haven't heard of it, let alone eaten it. Yao Qingqing's little face turned red with anger and loudly defended.

"Let your brother do it for us, or you'll be a little liar, and your brother will be a big liar. "Yes, if you can't do it, you two are liars, and we won't play with you anymore." ”

A group of children don't care whether Su Chengye has just been rewarded by the magistrate, what they want is the "truth", a delicious and beautiful marshmallow.

Yao Qingqing was very aggrieved, looking at Su Chengye pitifully, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, "Qingqing went back to the county to study, very serious, is my brother making marshmallows at home?"

"I have a reluctant request to borrow a few craftsmen from the magistrate. ”

Shu Ziyu was very surprised, he even knew the skills of craftsmen, he was really knowledgeable, "It's okay, I also want to see the marshmallows like clouds, the whole Feng Kingdom is unique, and it will be an eye-opener again." ”

The principle of the marshmallow machine is very simple, by heating and melting the sucrose, and then using centrifugal movement to throw the syrup out of the pores, the slender syrup quickly cools down to become "cotton silk", and it becomes a marshmallow ball with a few random stirs with a bamboo skewer.

The craftsmen invited by Shu Ziyu are all very famous in Sufeng County, and they suddenly realized after a few simple words, admiring Su Chengye's whimsy, and at the same time being very difficult, "Nothing else is difficult, but the fine pores you said are only half the thickness of a hair, and we really can't do it." ”

"If you can find someone with advanced cultivation to help make the holes, we'll take care of the rest, and that's absolutely fine. ”

Zhixian Shu Ziyu cultivates to be profound, but he has no friendship with him, and the rest ...... There is also Zhong He, and he has no friendship with her, but with Yao Qingqing's relationship, he should be able to move.

"I can do it with a hole half the thickness of my hair, but what are you going to do with it?"

Su Chengye told her the explanation of the craftsman, Zhong He was very interested, and nodded again and again, "I was wrong when I said that there was no such thing, but I really haven't heard of it, and there is no record in the book, how did you come up with it?"

Su Chengye couldn't tell her that he hadn't thought about it, he saw it with his own eyes, and said, "It's not what I thought, I saw it in the book, and the book has been given to you." ”

Zhong He is indifferent and has a lonely personality, others refuse to say that she will never ask in a low voice, bury her doubts in her heart, and nod expressionlessly to Su Chengye, "I'm for Qingqing, I don't want her to disappoint." ”

With the cooperation of Zhong He and many craftsmen, the cotton candy machine was quickly made.

A little sucrose poured into the hot inner cavity quickly melted, Su Chengye stepped on the pedal below to drive the inner cavity to rotate, the slender syrup filaments were thrown out of the small hole, cooled, and the white filaments flew between the inner cavity and the outer cavity, gently picked up with bamboo skewers, and wound around the bamboo skewers to form fluffy soft cotton candy balls.

The marshmallow ball has a burnt and sweet aroma, licking a mouthful of sweet silk, and grabbing it lightly in your hand. Yao Qingqing, who was the first to get her hands, immediately became the focus of the eyes of the "little sparrows", and circled around her one by one, she didn't eat, she grabbed it in her hand and showed off to her friends.

"I'm not a liar, my brother is not a liar, only my brother can make marshmallows in the entire Feng Kingdom, you haven't even heard of it. ”

The marshmallows were made quickly, and it didn't take long for the "little sparrows" to hold a marshmallow ball, and laughter filled the venue.

The venue of the disaster relief meeting should have been a place for young talents to chant poems and make a name for themselves, but Su Chengye occupied all the attention before, and it was reasonable to say that he was in pairs, but now he has made several craftsmen the center of the venue, which is somewhat unorthodox.

I thought so in my heart, but no one said that first, the magistrate of the county gave permission, and second, their children were also in the army of marshmallows, so it was not good to disappoint the children.

But at this moment, a voice remembered, with a thick mockery, "It turned out to be a lowly craftsman, who came to the disaster relief club to pretend to be a knowledgeable Confucian who read poetry and books, and he was not afraid of others laughing off his big teeth." ”

The person who spoke was wearing a Taoist robe, and Su Chengye couldn't forget him for the rest of his life.

After completing the marshmallow machine, watching the "little sparrows" laugh and laugh, the craftsmen all showed a very successful smile on their faces. The phrase "lowly craftsman" made them smile, and their rough and powerful hands were clenched into fists, but their heads hung deeply, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

"Who said that craftsmen are lowly, what do you live without craftsmen, what do you use, can you grow houses on trees, and chairs can grow in the ground? Merchants who read poetry and books are called Confucian merchants, and generals who read poetry and books are called Confucian generals, why can't a craftsman have a Confucian craftsman who reads poetry and books full?"

Guan Tianrui nodded to Su Hongda without a trace, and said softly: "The craftsman is called a Confucian craftsman, a gentleman and a Confucian?"

Craftsman is a lowly profession and a villain, how can he match the Confucian character.

Su Chengye replied angrily: "People are called Taoists, hungry ghosts are Daoists?"

Guan Tianrui's face turned pale, and the dust trembled like a willow branch in the wind, pointing at Su Chengye, "You, you ......" didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Everyone laughed loudly, playing couplets in front of Su Chengye, who was absolutely immortal in succession, it was simply humiliating, and others could scold you neatly.

Su Hongda lowered his head slightly, his face was clouded, he wanted to take this opportunity to break into the abyss and couldn't turn over, so he had to sell Lingtian to himself, and at the same time he could make a good name for himself, but the result was completely beyond his expectations.

Su Chengye became famous in one fell swoop, and he had the vision of the manifestation of the Puzzle Peak, and he was recognized by the magistrate that he would be crowned an official by the imperial court, and he would soon soar, but he completely admitted that he had set a trap to frame him before this, and there was no room for reversal.

"In that case, just don't do it twice, before he has yet to soar......" Su Hongda muttered to himself, his eyes showing cruelty.