There is a convenience store in the last days

Chapter 192
Many younger brothers and sisters in black camouflage uniforms were setting up stalls. Luo Liangliang found a tall fair-skinned young lady sitting on a small chair, and she was drawing sugar paintings on iron plates.

Among the many stalls, she is definitely the most special one.

There are a lot of fresh petals in the small bucket of syrup. The orange syrup is crystal clear and exudes a sweet fragrance.

But it seems that a bunch of sugar paintings have not been sold, and there are many painted sugar paintings inserted on the straw paper, and all the villains and animals are cute and lifelike.

Luo Liangliang squatted in front of the iron plate, "What did you draw a big white rabbit?"

The young lady seemed to be disturbed and looked up at Luo Liangliang, "That's right."

"This is a giant flower rabbit, plump and cute, with delicious meat." She said, looking at the sugar painting she drew, her throat rolled.

The last four words are the key point, right?
"Do you want to buy a sugar painting? A string of fifty primary prisms." The young lady asked suddenly, she was careless, as if she had already predicted the result, her eyes were light.

"Can you draw a series for each of us like us, as well as this big white rabbit and British short gray cat." Luo Liangliang pointed to the people and beasts standing behind her.

The young lady showed a surprised expression. She thought that Luo Liangliang would bargain with her to lower the price after hearing the price.

"Do you really want to buy it?" She reconfirmed.

"Of course, I think your paintings are very beautiful." Luo Liangliang blinked her eyes, competing with her painters.

"Can I have a try?" Luo Liangliang was eager to try.

"OK."

Luo Liangliang held the small iron basket filled with syrup and poured it on the iron plate, moving quickly and in one go.

A few small stick figures are stuck on the iron plate.

Luo Soul Painter Liangliang looked at his paintings confidently, and tugged at Bianyan's clothes, "Does it look like you?"

Bian Yan looked at the three simple stick figures on the iron plate, without hesitation, "It looks good."

The little sister who was already in a mess in the wind was shocked by Luo Liangliang's painting skills.

"150 prisms." Bian Yan put the small bag containing prisms beside the iron plate, and took off the sugar painting stuck on the wooden stick.

"Wait, I'll draw another one for you." The fair-skinned and beautiful young lady couldn't help interrupting their 'self-appreciation'.

She quickly drew on the iron board with an iron basket, the speed was no slower than Luo Liangliang's casual technique before, in less than 10 minutes, a complete picture of three people plus a rabbit and a cat was glued to the board.

They are vivid, each character has accurately grasped the body shape, expression and movement, Bian Yan in the sugar painting is looking at Luo Liangliang who is holding the sugar painting intently, the big white rabbit and the big gray cat are squatting obediently on the side of the cloud whale beside.

Because Luo Liangliang and Bian Yan stopped in front of the small stall, and there was a conspicuous big white rabbit, many people also gathered around.

"What a masterpiece!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

It takes only 10 minutes to draw such a unique figure painting, and the essence of the painting is also excellent. The painting skills are also great.

"This girl is from the new training institute. The paintings are really beautiful. She is mainly responsible for the cultivation of more than ten kinds of flowers. These syrups should also be extracted from honey. Although they are very rare, they are too expensive." Someone thought Out came the girl who was touching up the sugar painting.

"I've wanted to buy it for a long time. It's also good to drink with sugar syrup. I saw her drawing cartoon characters and animals all the time, but I didn't pay much attention to it. The master is among the folks, so I also want such personal sketch sugar paintings. "Passerby Ding praised.

Luo Liangliang took over the sugar painting that was packed in transparent sugar paper. She liked this young lady's painting style very much, and the sugar painting was handled very meticulously.

In contrast, what she had just painted seemed abstract.

"Well, I want to ask you a favor, of course I will pay you." Luo Liangliang took out a fan book using the cardboard box tied to the big white rabbit's body as a medium.

"I want you to help me draw the cover of this book."

Miao Xueni wiped her hands, solemnly took over the thin fan book, and casually opened the first page.

The smiling expression on his face froze.

She looked at it word by word, her fingers trembling slightly.

Passers-by around saw that something was wrong with her, and immediately became very interested in the book.

Miao Xueni turned to the next page with trembling fingers.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that she looked very wrong, Luo Liangliang couldn't help asking.

"too…"

"It's amazing, it's beautiful." Miao Xueni raised her head, with little stars shining in her eyes.

After confirming the eyes, he is a fellow.

"I want to draw. I don't need any reward, as long as you give me a copy of this book." She said excitedly.

Luo Liangliang raised her eyebrows slightly, "Of course, I still have a second volume here, and I also need to draw the cover."

"Okay, I'll take it." Miao Xueni didn't expect that there would be a second volume, and she was overjoyed when she accepted the second book that Luo Liangliang handed over.

The passers-by who listened with pricked ears turned their eyes to the two thin books Miao Xueni held in her arms. What kind of books are these?Is it really that good-looking?I really want it!

Yun Jingluo also poked his head curiously. He had long been interested in the books on the newspaper shelf in the convenience store.Look at the stickman on the cover, is it a comic book?

Only Bian Yan held Luo Liangliang's hand helplessly, and took the sugar painting from her hand.

"Tell me if you need anything, I'm in the small shop outside the bungalow area, you can find me anytime, remember to draw a picture and show me." Luo Liangliang instructed.

"Okay, I'll draw it soon." Miao Xueni put the book in her small backpack in a loving manner.

The hearts of other passers-by were itchy, and they really wanted to own it, and they became more and more curious about what kind of book it was.

Because of Luo Liangliang's extravagant behavior in buying sugar paintings, other stalls around all positioned Luo Liangliang as a rich woman, and enthusiastically recommended their products loudly.

Luo Liangliang looked at the stinky tofu shop with the best business among them.

There seems to be no shortage of tofu in the locust wood base?Bian Yan also cooked many tofu meals for her before.

This stinky tofu is very flavorful.

Luo Liangliang saw that the seller was a middle-aged woman with a big belly and a pregnant woman.

The oil pan was tumbling, and the stinky tofu was sizzling as it floated in the hot oil, and the smell was overflowing.

The smellier the stinky tofu, the more delicious it is. The tofu skin is fried until it is burnt. The woman puts the stinky tofu in a small plastic bowl and pours some spicy flavor on the stinky tofu with a beverage bottle filled with condiments and poked with dense holes. of seasonings.

It looks very appetizing.

"Let's buy some." Luo Liangliang dragged Bian Yan to line up.

Bian Yan refused in his heart, it always felt strange to think of them squatting in a row and eating stinky tofu on the street.

He stared at the girl holding his little hand, and followed up honestly.

Almost all the people in line in front were men. When it was Luo Liangliang's turn, the woman was a little surprised and said, "Little girl, my stinky tofu smells very stinky."

"The more stinky the more authentic, I want five boxes." Luo Liangliang paid for an intermediate prism.

A box of stinky tofu contains twenty primary prisms.

The woman nodded, and she quickly picked up some tofu from the basket covered with a white cloth and fried it in the oil pan.

The stench hit my face.

Luo Liangliang saw Bai Mizi not far away, she should also be here to buy stinky tofu.

I don't know if I have finished eating the stinky tofu curd I bought from her before.

　Liang Bao waved his little hand: Five boxes of stinky tofu.

　　Bian Yan was carrying the smelly packing bag, his face darkened.

　　Sugar painting on the left, stinky tofu on the right.

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