The syrup seller nodded: "I entered the hometown of Yingtianfu, lived in Shijiu Lake, and came from the deserter." ”

"Why don't you paint sugar?" The lieutenant asked again.

"I can't sell it, there are many things, I can pick up trouble, I will also pinch noodles, now I only sell maltose syrup, brown sugar is not boiled." The syrup seller looked up at the prince and hurriedly bowed his head.

The people in the whole market were about the same as him, the guards were real, everyone knew who was coming, and they had to sell as they were.

"You might as well go to the door of the library to sell, there are many people there, it's almost the New Year, and the people are willing to have a happy celebration."

Zhu Fan sent out an invitation, and there was only one place to deliver hot water and soup at the entrance of the library, and the veteran guarded it.

It is good to add a person who paints sugar and kneades dough, it is lively, and at the same time, this person makes more money.

The syrup seller looked up again: "The library gives a place?" ”

"Give you one, will you blow the candy man?" The little girl Ling'er stepped forward, looked at the sugar syrup and asked.

"Pinch people with sugar?" Doubts about selling syrup.

"No, you just pinch it with sugar, how much sugar do you need? No glutinous rice flour? I'm going to buy glutinous rice noodles, and I'll make them for us when I come back. ”

After the little girl finished speaking, she ran away and went to the market to buy glutinous rice noodles.

"Blow, look. Hey, hey, hey......" Zhu Wentian squatted down, stirred a little syrup on the side of the pot with the small bamboo stick next to him, and took another small bamboo stick and shook it there, he wanted to see the viscosity, if it was not suitable, he couldn't blow the sugar man.

Not long after, the little girl came back, and the other friends helped find water and wash hands for Brother Hanhan.

Zhu Wentian washed his hands, wiped it with raw-edged paper, did not touch the hand towel, and then smeared it with glutinous rice flour, grabbed the syrup directly from the syrup pot, pulled it, pulled it, rubbed it, and continued to dip it in glutinous rice flour.

When he finally pulled out the blowing pipe, the little girl came up: "Rabbit, I'll blow." ”

She blows, Zhu Wentian pinched, not for a long time, the rabbit has been appearing, but unfortunately there is no other color of sugar.

Another friend took a bamboo stick from the side, dipped it in some sugar syrup and handed it to Brother Hanhan, and stuck it on top of the rabbit.

"Brother Hanhan, I want a cow, a big cow."

"Brother Hanhan, rooster."

"Brother Hanhan, the ancestral hall."

Well, the friends looked at the friends who shouted the ancestral hall together, and wanted to stuff each other into the ancestral hall, and were chatted by the ancestors at night.

Zhu Wentian pinched the sugar figures for his friends one by one, and when the twenty-three sugar men finished blowing, the five sugar sellers and the Zhu Biao brothers all had their eyes wide open.

"How did you do this?" Zhu Fan was most surprised, he thought that he was already familiar with Xiaqiu Village, but he didn't expect Xiaqiu Village to hide a hand.

"It's not a difficult thing, practice makes perfect, you can sell it now, maltose is not as expensive as rock sugar, and you can't use much sugar to blow a candy person.

The only thing that is difficult to control is that others blow it, you need guidance, if you blow it yourself, others buy it and eat it and dislike it, isn't it a waste not to eat?

His Royal Highness the King of Qin blows one? It's not hot now, so I can let it sit a little longer. ”

The little girl looked like she didn't care, and invited Zhu Fan to choose a style as well.

"I, I want a horse, a big horse." Zhu Fan was tempted.

Zhu Wentian operated, and finally gave Zhu Fan a sugar tube: "Blow, slow, blow, light, stop, blow, eat." ”

Zhu Wentian instructed Zhu Fan how to blow, and the last piece of sugar could be eaten.

Zhu Fan wondered while chewing on the sugar tube he blew: "Why do you talk when I blow it?" It's like I'm stupid. ”

"Stupid? Yes! Huh! Not stupid! Well! Hey, hey, hey! Zhu Wentian nodded.

"Because we are skilled in cooperating with Brother Hanhan, we can only tell others if we change it. Candy sellers see? Go back and practice, you can pinch the dough man, you can pinch the sugar man.

How much money can you sell for candy? A penny of candy has to be given to someone else, and that piece of candy is used to blow the candy man, even if it is sold for two pennies, you earn an extra penny.

The profit is not calculated like this, you make several times more, you have a cost for shaking sugar for a penny, and a sugar man for two pennies is a technical cost. ”

The little girl encourages the syrup seller to learn and tell the other party to make more money.

The syrup seller has been watching carefully, he has never seen it before, he can blow it, and he can blow it so big.

"Let's get one for each of us first, and give him glutinous rice noodles." Zhu Biao found that he was missing a sugar man in his hand, so he wanted it.

After a while, everyone had a sugar man, including Liu Bowen.

There is still him in the legend of the candy blower! said that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to burn him to death and burn Qinggong Building, but he ran away, changed clothes with a candy seller, and made a living by blowing candy from then on.

Before this, there were no candy blowing people, only sugar paintings, painted with brown sugar, and noodle people, who put sugar in the dough people, and could eat them.

There is a record in "Tokyo Menghualu": made of oily molasses like a smile.

Tokyo is the Tokyo of Tokyo Bianliang, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the Southern Song Dynasty people recalled the events of the Northern Song Dynasty.

The syrup seller sat there and began to try, the same syrup, the same glutinous rice flour, the same bamboo sticks, others can do it, and they should be fine.

He found that the most difficult thing was to make the bubble, to press it with his fingers, press a pit, quickly put his fingers in, pinch the surrounding places and drag it......

"How to eat?" Zhu Fan looked at the big horse on the bamboo stick in his hand and considered where to put his mouth down.

"Second brother, do you really eat? Isn't it good to look at it? "Zhu Li had a deer in his hand, and he didn't think about eating it.

"Lick, wait until the horse is licked and deformed, and then eat it in one bite, which is the same as eating maltose." The little girl taught Zhu Zhang.

"It's still good when it's cold, how to store it when it's hot? It can't be sold in the summer. Zhu Di considered the temperature.

"His Royal Highness King Yan, do you know what kind of sugar that person used to paint the candy?" A little friend asked.

"He said it, brown sugar." Zhu Di didn't forget.

"The sugar paintings made by the syrup of brown sugar can also be painted in summer. Maltose is mainly cheap and easy to obtain, and if you add something else, the sugar that blows out will not be easy to melt.

In the evening, use rock sugar to make sugar gourds, which can be put for a day, and the northern parallel province of Yanwang is the most suitable for eating sugar gourds in winter.

There are other things in the village that make the sugar man able to stay for a while in the hot summer. ”

The little partner gave a way to add other things, but the maltose itself could not withstand the high temperature.

Zhu Di thought about it: "That is, if the weather is hot, you have to blow the candy man, and the cost will increase?" ”

"It's not much higher, in the summer...... Shall we go back and make marshmallows? "My friend thought of something.

The others nodded, and Zhu Biao and the others were at a loss again.

They looked at each other, and sure enough, there were good things in Xiaqiu Village that they hadn't taken out.

The team continued to wander, and after a while the people got used to it and traded normally.

Some people can't sell things, so they take them and discuss with others to change them.

If it's food, you don't need to find someone to change it, who can't sell it, Zhu Biao's team buys it.

Merchants also came to buy goods, and then sold them to the city of Nanjing.

Those who do this belong to small businessmen, and big businessmen do not waste time to make the difference, and the key quantity is small.

The businessmen asked about the price and began to pick and choose, looking like they were at a loss, they couldn't suppress the price, and the people were united.

The government doesn't dare to help the merchants prevent the people from coming to sell, they will lose their heads.

"Captain, is the current price reasonable?" Zhu Biao saw that the merchant promised to pay for it at the price, and asked the chief.

"It's cheaper than Nanjing, and if there is a difference, it's reasonable, and it's unreasonable to be higher than Nanjing, and they can't sell it." The lieutenant took out a comparative indicator.

(End of chapter)