travel starts with photography

Chapter 155 The Church in the Ancient Town
People around started making noise.

"I'm coming!"

Seeing them approaching, Chen Xing started to pick up the camera to take some pictures.

The dragon dance team is the leader.

The person holding the dragon ball was walking in front. The dragon ball looked like a big lollipop, but for some reason the dragon ball kept spinning at high speed. Chen Xing saw that the hand holding him didn't move much.

The dragon is mighty and domineering.

The red and yellow scales and the domineering dragon head may be to highlight the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. The dragon dancers also wear red practice clothes with yellow belts tied around their waists. The dragons are embroidered on the red clothes, which is very beautiful.

If you don't look at people, but just look at dragons, you will find that this dragon swims very smoothly, and it feels like flowing clouds and flowing water when flying.

Chen Jie said: "This is not something that can be practiced in a few days, it's all real kung fu."

Chen Minmin also nodded and said: "He is a professional eater, can he be unprofessional? What is behind?"

The dragon quickly passed in front of them, followed by several lions.

There are usually two lion dancers. The appearance of the lions is different, but overall they are very cute. The children will not feel scared when they are in front of the children. They can blink their eyes and open and close their mouths, which is very agile.

These lions are not as peaceful as dragon dances. They will jump up and down in front of the crowd, bite people with their movable mouths, and then find that they can't bite, so they jump up and down angrily.

Sometimes the line stops for a while to give these guys a break.

But others are not idle, the lion on the mat still moves its head and wags its tail.

Some brave children would grab the tails of these lions, and then the lions would stand up and play with these children again.

Chen Xing took a lot of photos and said to the people around him: "Sure enough, putting on the mask is taking off the mask. Who would have thought that they are all adults, and it's so fun."

"It doesn't necessarily mean that they are all adults. Anyway, you can't see your face. Maybe there are children."

That's what I said, but judging by their height and body shape, it is impossible for them to be young people. Some of them are a little fatter, and their age must be above 25.But in terms of mentality, he is very young.

Sure, the lion is a little mischievous, but not scary.

The scariest thing should be a big black bull after that.

This black bull is very tall, with a shoulder height of more than two meters. It has a huge cow face and horns. I don't know what material is used for its figure.

He also likes to arch around.

Different from the cuteness of the lion, when this big black bull bumped into people, it didn't jump up and down, but turned suddenly, lowered its head and rushed towards the crowd, scaring the children who rushed into the performance team to watch the excitement. Have to back again and again.

After all, his size and huge horns are very intimidating.

There was also a man with a basket on his back, grass in it, and a man wearing a big straw hat leading the rope.When the cow was disobedient, he took the rope and pulled the cow forward to stop the cow from continuing to scare people.

From time to time, some small trucks will drive by, and the enclosure of the body has been removed, and a stage is set up for the band to play drums and gongs.

Several people are very happy to see.

This is called Chinese New Year.

After the line had passed, half an hour had passed, Chen Xing asked Chen Minmin, "Come on, let's go to that fortune-telling stall."

All the shops in Xinchang Ancient Town are very popular today, and even fortune-telling needs to be lined up.

The stall was set up by an old man with a white beard who was wearing Taoist clothes.Anyway, if this kind of Taoist gets fat, it won't have that smell.

When he looked at Chen Xing, his eyes lit up.

This clothes, this face, this hairstyle...it's not easy.

"Handsome, what do you want to ask?"

"Ask about marriage."

Chen Minmin asked behind him, "How much?"

"Let's not talk about money first, I'll do the math for you first."

Chen Minmin estimated that she had been tricked by this kind of thing that didn't talk about money before, and she was very sensitive, so she asked: "It's better for us to talk about the money first."

"The question of fate varies from person to person. It's easy to calculate. Naturally, the fee is very cheap. But this handsome guy, the fate of being rich and powerful, has overcome some ups and downs, and his future achievements are limitless."

"Then how much is it?" Chen Minmin asked again.

"..."

"Eight hundred!"

"Let's go, let's go!!!" Chen Minmin dragged Chen Xing out, not counting.

Who really believes in this thing!
If you are cheaper and everyone chats casually, I will give you the money for chatting. If you talk about it here, it is several hundred. Then I might as well use it for a meal. 800 yuan is enough for five of them to eat for a day. .

Chen Zhong doesn't have the ability to make money now, so he only spends a little money, and asked in surprise, "Is fortune-telling so expensive?"

His brother said: "It's not just looking at the dishes. I think you are so expensive because you are a rich man. Didn't you hear him? Different fates have different prices. If you go, I guess you will only be charged ten yuan money."

Chen Xing also smiled.

"Yeah, we can't even count marriage, let's continue walking?"

Chen Zhong quickly jumped out and said, "Everyone is in charge, let's go to the square to have a look, and call later."

He brought his girlfriend here, so he must find a chance to slip away and play by himself.

Seeing this, Chen Jie also said: "Then I went to find my friend, and you guys go shopping by yourself?"

Chen Xing was OK.

Chen Jie attended high school here, so he is so familiar with Xinchang.

It was agreed to drive back at [-] o'clock in the evening, and several people dispersed in their respective directions. Chen Zhong took his little girlfriend, and Chen Minmin went to the square, while Chen Xing went to a place with few people.

There are many things that can be photographed in the ancient town, and it suits his style very well.

People abroad always say that Chen Xing's photography style is very Chinese-style. Now he will shoot more works of this style, and maybe he will be able to open a photography exhibition dedicated to Chinese style in the future.

Just open outside the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, they will be mad at them!

The last time I came here was with my elders, I walked along the main road, bought some tofu and went home.

It was also the first time for Chen Xing to be able to roam around freely.

On a corner of the street he saw a Catholic church that had been built for many years.

It was very noisy outside, but it was very quiet inside. There was no priest in the church for a long time, only some old tables and chairs, a stage with a cross, and an old man watching the house.

Chen Xing took a few photos here, and seeing the old man sitting quietly on the prayer seats with a vacuum flask, he went over to ask.

"Master, is there anyone here who believes in religion?"

The old man shook his head and said:

"Maybe I'm the only one here. Occasionally people come here, but most of them are tourists. Sichuan Province still doesn't have the soil for the development of God. So the government asked me to be a priest here several times, but I didn't agree."

"Why? A church always has a priest."

"Without believers, what's the use of a priest? Being a priest here can't save anyone, it can only deceive tourists who walk in here. And I don't have the ability to be a shepherd, I'm just a lamb."

Chen Xing looked at the spacious room and asked, "Is this church yours?"

"Yes."

While talking, another group of tourists came in. They were also a group of young people. They didn't know how to pray when they came to the church.

The traditions of the Chinese people have come, and there is no disadvantage in worshiping.

Chen Xing thought it was very interesting, so he stood aside and took a picture of their performance, and said to them: "Hello, I took some photos for you. It's very interesting. Can you add a friend? I'll give you the photos."

He was speaking to a boy.

This kind of team consisted of men and women, if Chen Xing asked for the wechat of those girls, maybe this girl would have a boyfriend, and it would be bad to cause dissatisfaction with others.

The boy was a little confused.

But a girl quickly reacted, stepped forward and pushed the man away and said, "Just add me, just add me. Where are you from, handsome guy? Are you from Rongcheng? Come out and play together when you have time."

Chen Xing added her WeChat and said with a smile: "Okay, I will show you the photos first, and I will send them to you after I have a little repair in the evening."

Chen Xing felt that these photos were taken very well, so he can put them on his website after some repair.

That's why he added these people as friends and gave them a copy of the repaired photos.

"Okay, okay!" The girl's head was pounding like garlic.

Friends around are laughing.

The old man guarding the church was also laughing. He was still sitting in the same position, holding a vacuum flask with both hands, smiling very kindly.Chen Xing felt that if this old man was willing to be the priest of this church, he would probably do better than many priests.

After the group of young people left, Chen Xing asked the old man.

"I'm a photographer, can I take pictures for you?"

"I?"

"Well, can I?"

"Okay, okay, me, am I okay?"

"You have a good temperament."

The old man stood up. He was wearing a white shirt, red scarf, blue fleece jacket, and black trousers. He looked like an ordinary old man, but Chen Xing saw his brilliance.

Facing the camera, the old man seemed at a loss and asked, "How should I stand?"

"Well, just look at me."

Chen Xing took a few random photos for him first, but they were obviously useless, the old man's body was too stiff, after a few shots, the old man got used to Chen Xing's shooting, and his body relaxed.

Only then did Chen Xing start to get serious, looking for light to shoot.

In the end, Chen Xing's favorite photo was the one of him sitting on a chair, holding a thermos cup in both hands, looking at the camera with a smile.

This photo was taken by Chen Xing.

For ordinary people, snapshots are still the most spiritual.

The background of the photo is a photo of an angel on the side wall. The light shines in from the windows on the wall. This is a natural angel light. It has a sacred feeling when it hits people. With the smiling expression of the old man, it is almost alone. An angel descends to earth.

Chen Xing likes this kind of photo very much. After taking it back and editing it, it should be no worse than the Tibetan old man.

Unexpectedly, such a good photo can be taken in such a small place. Chen Xing was very satisfied, and took out 100 yuan in cash and put it in the donation box on the podium.

This is the red envelope he received last night.

Seeing Chen Xing donating money to the church, the old man said, "Thank you."

Many people came in to visit again. Chen Xing smiled and shook his head at the old man to express his impoliteness, and then walked out slowly.

The cold wind is howling outside, and it feels a little cold.

The inside of the church was not warm at first, but it was because of that person that the originally cold room began to warm up.

Continuing to walk on the street, I suddenly smelled the aroma of wine.

Following the smell, I found that it was a traditional distillery, and the distiller's koji was displayed outside. One person shoveled it onto a tricycle with a shovel, and he didn't know what to transport it to.

Chen Xing stepped forward and asked, "Boss, did you brew the wine yourself?"

"Yeah, the 300-year-old wine cellar, boss, take some back to drink?"

Chen Xing didn't know how good a 300-year-old wine cellar was, but Chen Xing knew that this kind of old winery must have good wine, so he said, "Is there any better ones? I'll buy some and go back and try them."

He doesn't want to buy new wine, it's not interesting to drink.

The boss took Chen Xing into a large cellar behind the store and said: "These are wines left over from the past. Boss, what year do you want? We are all sauce-flavored liquor here. The longer you put it, the better." Drink, you can rest assured of the quality."

Chen Xing bought ten bottles of three catties of liquor.

The bottle is beautiful, in glazed earthenware.

The wine in 09 cost six hundred and one catties. Chen Xing didn't know if it was expensive or not, but Chen Xing tasted a little and it was very comfortable to drink, even more comfortable than Moutai.

Tonight they rushed back at five o'clock because they were going to have dinner at the uncle's house, and they could take it out for everyone to taste.

After making an appointment for them to be sent to the outside highway, Chen Xing continued to walk forward and walked down the alley for a few minutes to the square of Xinchang Ancient Town, where the dragon dance team started before.

There are many people here, doing business and playing.

Chen Xing walked around here a few times, and saw Chen Minmin at a place where the ring was held. She held the rubber ring with her left hand and swung it forward with her right hand.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xing went over and asked.

"Ah, here you come! Come on, avenge me, I want that goose!"

The boss put a big snow-white goose in the middle of a pile of gifts. It looks very good-looking, and the position is not very far behind, so it doesn't look too difficult to match.

But the goose head can move.

So you can't hit it at all, even if you hit it, the goose head will be thrown out for you.

When Chen Minmin saw Chen Xing coming, it was like seeing a savior. She put all the remaining circles in Chen Xing's hands, and then retreated behind Chen Xing to cheer him up, as if she was not responsible for the previous failures.

"It's been a long time since I played."

Chen Xing moved his hand and made a clicking sound.

He played with these things a lot when he was young.

He asked, "Boss, how did you play?"

"One in the set is counted as one, and the one that pops out is not counted..." the boss said with a smile.

Chen Minmin bought a lot of rings from him, ten yuan for ten, and he made at least almost a hundred.

Chen Xing tried to lose the nearest one.

A little goldfish that I don't know if I can feed it.

The rubber ring drifted past, and it just fit on the transparent cup containing the goldfish impartially.

Well, it feels pretty good in the hand.

(End of this chapter)