Chapter 2461 Run Quickly

The traditional art of sugar painting can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty. Every time the Ming custom worshiped a new god, "melting sugar", printed and cast it into various animals and figures as sacrificial offerings. It was jokingly called "Prime Minister of Sugar" at the time; some people also linked it to the Tang Dynasty poet Chen Ziang, but Shen Long felt that the Ming Dynasty seemed to be more reliable.

Although China has long produced caramel made from sugar beets, the technology of making granulated sugar from sugar cane was brought to China only after Wang Xuance swept Tianzhu in the Tang Dynasty. For a long time, sugar was a kind of As a luxury, it seems unlikely that ordinary folk artists would like to use sugar for tricks.

This technique is mostly spread among craftsmen in the north. When seeing this technique in small towns in the south, everyone found it very novel, and Shen Long immediately attracted many customers.

Hey, when I was in elementary school, I was often coaxed by craftsmen who did this. Now it's your turn to experience this feeling! When Shen Long was in elementary school, there was such a sugar painting artist at the school gate. In addition to the stove for burning sugar and the marble board for drawing sugar paintings, there was also a turntable for lottery.

The turntable is full of sugar paintings of the Chinese zodiac, longevity peaches, carp, and phoenixes, etc. You can throw a few cents over it and you can turn it once, and you can make whatever you turn to. Among them, carp, phoenix, dragon, and longevity peaches are the biggest. , but very few people can have such good luck, and the ones transferred are usually small patterns.

It was only later that Shen Long found out that they had placed a magnet under the turntable, and prizes such as carp and phoenix would only be released occasionally; If you dare to draw a lottery, the nature will be different, let's just sell our skills honestly!

"What does the child belong to? A cow? Then I'll make a big buffalo! Wait a minute! I'll add some sugar to you!" Shen Long quickly made a big buffalo and handed it to the child, who held it in the He was in a daze, not willing to eat, just looked at Tang Hua and smirked.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll make this birthday peach for you when I'm done! If my stall is overwhelmed, there will be nothing left!" Shen Long was busy from morning to night, and he didn't even bother to take a bite of his meal. , I spent a whole day drawing sugar paintings, thankfully he is not an ordinary person, an ordinary fifteen or sixteen year old kid would not have such good physical strength.

After putting in so much hard work, the rewards are naturally quite a lot. When he returned to rest in the ruined temple at night, Shen Long did the calculations. One day today is worth more than a week. It's a pity that the rural market is not every day. Think about it tomorrow. It is impossible to repeat today's grand occasion.

Moreover, he didn't dare to continue to make a big fuss in this place. Once in a while, it was okay to say that he made such a big fuss, and he would have to be cleaned up a few more times. Now he is still cracking down on speculation.

Early the next morning, Shen Long left in a hurry, and then headed north all the way, shaking the rattle, going from village to village. Every time he went to a place, he first inquired about the surrounding situation, or avoided the village, or went in and shook the rattle to shout. It's time to go to the market, and if the situation permits, then spread out the sugar painting stall and cry for a whole street of children.

On this day, Shen Long braved the fog and prepared to climb over a mountain to do business on the opposite side. On the mountain, he met a man wearing a ghost mask and holding a red-tasseled gun to rob him. The man shouted at Shen Long in a low voice, " Save your life but not your money, bring the money."

Shen Long was amused when he saw it, and he actually robbed me? "Let me just say, when I went to the market yesterday, I always felt that someone was watching me. It turned out to be you! Hey, your luck is a bit unlucky!"

Back then we were collecting protection fees in New York,

I stomped my foot and the entire Northeast trembled three times. The boss of Xiangjiang Hongxing didn't even dare to fart in front of me. You have found the right person today.

He directly reached out and snatched the red-tasseled gun from Ghost Mask's hand, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, "Isn't this what your grandfather used when he joined the children's group? You gave your grandfather a face!"

The man turned pale with fright, but Shen Long didn't make things difficult for him. He put down his burden and brushed a set of flower guns, and then he swung the red-tasseled guns into the woods. When it was over, Shen Long patted him on the shoulder, "Let's live a good life in the future." !"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the load and left. The ghost mask was stunned for a long time before he realized it. He hurriedly went to the woods to find his red tasseled gun. If he lost his grandfather, he would have to be beaten to death. The thigh-thick pine tree was pierced through, and he couldn't pull it out despite all his efforts.

Soon, the time agreed with Chen Jinshui came. Shen Long turned his head and walked back. It was autumn when he went out, and it was already the twelfth lunar month when he returned. There were snowflakes on the road, and he could still hear With the sound of scattered firecrackers, the villagers were completely idle, and when the sun was good, they would bask in the sun and talk at the head of the village.

Since it's going to be Chinese New Year, you must prepare some New Year's goods. Yang Bailao is still thinking about putting a two-foot red ribbon on Xi'er, why don't you change two hairpins for your daughter?

Shen Long thought about it, the reason why the Tangtang Gang chooses to do business during the period from the autumnal equinox to the twelfth lunar month is because the work in the fields is all over, and the second is because before the Chinese New Year, ordinary people who have worked hard for a year want to buy some Things, business can also be done better.

On the fifteenth and sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Shen Long arrived in Zhuji County, which will be upgraded to a county-level city in the future and become one of the top 100 counties in China, but now, it is still a relatively backward small place.

Zhuji is in the southeast of Yiwu, and they will arrive home after passing through Zhuji. Chen Jinshui chose to stay and meet here because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and they should also buy some New Year's goods for the village, and they will go to Zhuji County to buy them.

Arriving at the commune in the east of Zhuji, a village 150 miles away from home, there are already many people waiting here, and the big guys are chatting happily. It seems that the hard work of these two months has not been in vain. At least there are some gains.

"Chicken Feather? You are here too, come to drink water, Jinshui will arrive at night! How is this trip going? This is your first time running, gaining knowledge is the most important thing, it doesn't matter if you make money or not, anyway, Brother Jinshui is here, Can it make you have a bad year?" As soon as they saw Shen Long, they greeted them warmly, and they still took good care of the juniors of the Tangtang Gang.

"Chicken Feather, what are you picking? A stone is still so far away? Don't you feel too tired?" Someone saw his sugar-painted slate.

"Uncle, uncle, why are you still here? I just heard from someone in the front that the militiamen in the village have been eyeing you for a long time. They said that there are still a few spots left for catching speculators this year, and they plan to take our place!" Hurry up! !

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