Cultivation of the Dragon Wu Feiya

The next day, the sky cleared up, the weather was fine, and the air became very fresh after being washed by the rain.The birds on the branches are chirping and making noise, showing joy.

Duanqing and the others don't care when they leave because they are playing. In addition, the waiter at the inn said that tonight, there will be a big show in the town, which is very lively.

Although Duanqing is well-informed, he only has some impressions of singing opera in Wu Chu's memory in his previous life. However, in Wu Chu's era, opera was on the verge of extinction. Although he knew what was going on, he was still true. I have never seen it.

Moreover, every time there is an opera singing, there will be a night market that follows, which is also a rare event in this era, so it is very lively.

Therefore, several people agreed to stay for one day and leave tomorrow.

When it was getting dark, there were people from the town one after another, holding long benches or small chairs, walking towards the square in the town.

There is already a stage for singing opera.The stage is about the height of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child from the ground, and it is all made of wood.The big red curtain was pulled on the stage, and the play hadn't started yet.

There are many hawkers selling snacks and snacks nearby. The most fragrant ones are fried rice dumplings, but the most savory one is stinky tofu.

However, the goal of everyone is not to watch a movie, but to visit the night market.

Although a few people have been groomed, their temperament cannot be changed just by saying, so there are still situations along the way, they are stunned, and then two or two crash into cars.Of course, this is mainly due to His Majesty Ying Qing Ye Ying.

Not only are there more snacks in the opera, but there are more snacks in the night market.

Everyone walked all the way, carrying a big bag of things in their hands.

Even Duanqing was stuffed with a lot of melon seeds by Qianye.

Suddenly, a large group of people surrounded the front, and there were exclamations and cheers from the crowd from time to time. Of course, there were mostly children there.

"Are you a sugar figurine?" Zihong, one of the two maidservants brought by Ying Qingye, looked at the sugar figurine whose hands had been licked out of shape.

"Probably not." Hongya, another relatively stable maid, replied.There were not so many people in the previous sugar seller's stall.

"What could it be? Let's go over and see, okay?" Zihong's heart was itching, and she really wanted to run over to join in the fun.

"This..." Hongya looked at her master, she couldn't make a decision either.

Ying Qingye looked at Duanqing who didn't seem to care about anything, and said, "Since you want to go, let's go together."

Breaking through the human wall and squeezing in, I found that a middle-aged man with a pale face and beard was making sugar paintings.

Sugar painting originated in the middle of Shu, and is rarely seen in the south. Therefore, although it has the same essence as sugar figurines, rare things are more expensive, so people are naturally curious about rare things.Moreover, this man did a really good job, the sugar paintings were so lifelike that people couldn't bear to eat them.Compared with the rough sugar man before, it is indeed more crafty.

Looking at the sugar painting made of golden maltose, Zihong felt that her saliva was about to overflow.

"How do you sell this?"

"Ordinary sugar paintings cost ten copper coins, and zodiac sugar paintings cost twenty copper coins. If you want to draw what you want, it depends on what you want to paint. The master will give you a price." The busybody next to him rushed to answer.

"What do ordinary sugar paintings and zodiac sugar paintings refer to? Can the master make whatever I want?" Zihong asked.

"Ordinary sugar paintings are like butterflies, flowers, characters, and so on. Zodiac sugar paintings are drawn according to your zodiac. The master's craftsmanship is very good. Just now someone asked the master to draw a whole painting. That's very resembling." The troublemaker was very excited when he saw someone questioning him.

"It's fun! Sister Hongya! Let's go buy one." Zihong said excitedly to Hongya beside her.

Hongya was a little embarrassed, this girl, the master is over there, why didn't she tell her, what's the use of telling her.

"If you want to buy it, go buy it." Ying Qingye saw Hongya's embarrassment, it was just a trivial matter, how could he disagree.

"Let's go and have a look too." After Ying Qingye finished talking to Hongya and the others, she turned around and asked again.

Duanqing put on a wooden face, neither saying yes nor bad.

Ying Qingye was used to the reticence of feelings, and since he didn't object anyway, it meant it didn't matter.

Pulling up Duanqing's hand, the two also squeezed in.

Seeing that the master and the young master also went in, Zihong was also anxious, and hurriedly pulled Hongya, and squeezed in too.

After watching it for a while, I also have a general understanding of sugar painting.

"What can the master draw?" Ying Qingye asked first.

The master didn't raise his head, "As long as you can say it."

The tone is not small.

"What about Jiqin's map?" Ying Qingye deliberately played tricks.

"Then what about the world?" Duanqing was even worse.

The master raised his head, "The whole Jiqin can be made, but it can only be approximate, and the word 'heaven, earth and everything' that this little brother said, I can make it out, and the rest, I am not a fairy , and, I don't think the gods may have this ability."

The master is not ignorant of his own weight, if he knows it, he can, if he can't, he won't.

In this way, on the contrary, he won the respect of others.Ying Qingye is no exception.

"Then let's draw the Jiqin Empire." Ying Qingye thought for a while.

"One tael of silver." The master said.

"It's so expensive!" Zihong exclaimed. It's too exaggerated to go from copper to silver.

"It's not expensive. After painting the Jiqin Empire, I have to use up all the sugar in my hands. This is not a small project." The master explained.

"It's really not expensive." Ying Qingye knew that this sugar painting was not easy to make, not for ordinary masters.

Seeing that the master has spoken, Zihong is also embarrassed to say anything more, but her eyes are wide open, and she is going to teach him a harsh lesson if he is a liar.

The master doesn't care, is he afraid of being seen by people in his line of work?

The master took a large piece of paper, conceived for a long time, and then slowly wrote, but the speed after writing was much faster.It gets faster and faster, faster and faster, and there are more and more sugar on the whole paper.Everyone watched without blinking their eyes.

"It's quite similar."

"Yes."

"Hey! This is our Yunzhou, right?"

"Ah! I see, it's Kyoto!"

"It's similar to the Jiqin map hanging in my house!"

All kinds of discussions never stopped.

Ying Qingye nodded as well, she really looked a bit like that.

It took about a cup of tea before the master finished painting the sugar painting.At this time, in the painting, the mountains are mountains, and the water is water. The painting is very good.

The master picked up the tea on the side, took a sip, and took a deep breath. It seemed that he was also quite nervous when painting.

After a while, when the sugar cooled down, the master slowly took it out of the paper.

"Okay." The master handed the sugar painting to Ying Qingye.

Ying Qingye took the sugar painting, but handed it to Duanqing the next moment, half jokingly said: "I gave you the whole empire."

Duanqing raised her head, looked at his dark eyes, and slowly raised the corners of her lips, "Thank you."

Ying Qingye laughed, and reached out to touch the top of Duanqing's head.

Duanqing turned his head and secretly said something to the master.

The master glanced at Ying Qingye with his right eye, and suddenly had a smirk on his face, and nodded while smiling.His hands were not idle, and he made an ordinary sugar painting according to Duanqing's request.

Ying Qingye was also curious, and stretched out her head, wanting to see what Duanqing was up to, but in the end, a dumbfounding smile appeared on her face.

The master gave Tang Hua a smirk, "I don't need money for this one, I'll give it to you."

Duanqing didn't say anything, but solemnly handed over the sugar painting in Ying Qingye's hands, "Give me the whole Jiqin, then I'll give you this world!"

Ying Qingye was dumbfounded, he never thought that Duanqing would say that.He looked at the golden sugar painting in his hand, then at the broken love, and finally smiled slowly, "Thank you." There was a lot of sincerity in the words.