Craftsman: I continue to learn for the sake of the saints

Chapter 17 Going to the Market
I made "Monkey Diarrhea", "Fu Lu Shou" and made several sugar figurines for my grandfather, uncle, and wall builders to try. Qin Luo's craftsmanship was well received.

It's just that grandpa took his time to pull him aside, looked at his grandson's hand, and saw that there were no calluses on it, and it was white, so he was relieved.

Since ancient times, no one who has studied art has been immune to punishment.

How much suffering did my eldest grandson have to suffer in order to develop this ability?
The old man understood in his heart.

Just didn't say it.

……

Jinzhang Village is under the jurisdiction of Caopu Town, with a population of less than 10. There are only two main roads and an outer ring road for large trucks.

In the past few years, a lot of infrastructure funds have been allocated from top to bottom, but the highway is passing by, and a high-speed toll station has been built.

However, it is still an ordinary small town after all.

It is mainly agricultural, and there are less than ten factories, maybe five at most.

Qin Luo parked the pickup truck in the open space at the head of the market, hesitated for a while, but still didn't take the burden, just walked towards the market side by side with Sister Cha.

Not because of anything else.

The quality of the maltose must be fine.

My family, including myself, also ate just now.

It's just a long time.

The main customers of this thing are children, and Qin Luo is worried that some children have weak stomachs, and if something happens...it will be difficult.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

It is true that after staying in Guangdong Province for a long time, eating habits and concepts will inevitably be affected, and it is not good if the ingredients are not fresh.

"Burden, why don't you carry the burden?"

Sister Cha took two steps, then suddenly remembered, and asked in doubt.

Qin Luo told her the reason.

She froze for a moment, looking at Qin Luo, there was something more in her eyes.

It's just that I can't describe my mood at this moment in words.

This kind of small detail is actually the most touching woman's heart.

"It's still better at home."

"Children are raised so delicately."

After walking a few steps, she sighed softly.

Ok?
Qin Luo glanced at her: "What do you think of?"

She sighed leisurely: "I have been diving in the Philippines before, and there are many children picking up food in the garbage dump. I don't want to see that scene a second time in my life."

"Hey……"

Qin Luo sighed and patted her on the shoulder, not knowing what to say.

This topic is a bit heavy after all.

"Then stay in the country from now on, don't go out, I don't know how long it will take?"

Qin Luo changed the topic as if nothing had happened.

Sister Cha glanced at him and nodded silently: "Yeah, so I'm homeless and looking for shelter...Old Qin, are you short of a wife?"

She started working again.

Qin Luo couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's so annoying to you."

"Hey, what about your parents?"

"Do you have any other relatives in the country?"

This topic seemed to hit her sore spot instantly, and she was silent for a while.

The silent Qin Luo was frightened.

My grass?

Oops.

Say the wrong thing.

Could it be hanging up?

"It's gone, it's gone."

"One night...the high-altitude bombing happened right where we were, and died right in front of my eyes."

She breathed a long sigh of relief and said expressionlessly, but she clenched her fists tightly and her body trembled faintly.

Qin Luo quickly grabbed her arm, hesitated, and held her fist with his hand.

"Sorry, I..."

Instead, she said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over. You look at the town, the market is so lively, people come and go... It's very comfortable to watch. So you know why I want to go to the market Right? I just like this kind of excitement, this peaceful and prosperous world."

Qin Luo nodded silently.

Suddenly, she felt that all her "weird" behaviors before were understandable.

Perhaps, it can be regarded as a kind of "post-trauma of war".

He also vaguely understands why she is willing to come to find herself... and why she is not willing to leave for the time being.

Whether it is stone carving, wood carving, sugar figurines, or rural life, they all cultivate one's sentiments and calm one's mind.

This is the charm of art. The native traditional art, even with the smell of earth, comes from the depths of history. It may not be the mainstream anymore, but thousands of years of cultural inheritance, everyone still has this root in their hearts.

This is something that "industrial civilization" does not have at all.

There are definitely no bustling big cities.

……

There are only two main roads in the town.

In today's market, both roads are jam-packed.

The traffic police maintained order at the intersection, allowing passing vehicles to detour around the outer ring.

Of course, there are also those who live locally. Their home is in the town. After a few chats, they also go in. Can't they let people go home?
It's just that it can only drive at a slow speed.

At the intersection, seeing a few piglet sellers, Sister Cha ran over immediately, picked up a piglet, and played with it fondly.

The little piglet is still quite clean, his belly is pink, and he looks...delicious.

"Old Qin, I want to buy a piglet."

She took Qin Luo's arm and acted like a baby.

Qin Luo: ...

Perhaps because of the topic we talked about just now, my heart has become very soft now. After thinking about it, I said: "Buy two ends."

"Go back and feed one of them, and cook the other as a roast suckling pig."

Tea Sister:? ? ?
The eldest sister who sells pigs:? ? ?

I was also confused for a while.

But looking at these two people, it is obvious that they are not short of money.

To put it vulgarly, a man takes to the street with a woman beside him, which can more or less prove the man's strength.

This girl, with long breasts and thighs, is pretty and straight, how can ordinary people afford it?
Boss wayward!
"My little piglet must be delicious as a roast suckling pig. They are all about two months old, and the meat is still tender!"

"My pigsty is next to the mountain. This kind of pig is a hybrid of local wild boar and domestic pig. It usually eats corn, chestnuts, and various grasses on the mountain. It has a smell. People say it is a small fragrant pig, but is it specific? , we don’t know either.”

"Anyway, it's delicious! Really, it's delicious!"

The eldest sister who sells pigs speaks very plainly and sincerely.

Although he was boasting about his own products, he seemed a little embarrassed.

"How much is one?"

Qin Luo asked with a smile.

"Six hundred."

"Take two and give you a hundred cheaper."

At this price, Qin Luo didn't know whether it was expensive or cheap. After a rough mental calculation, a piglet weighed up to 30 catties, which was [-] yuan per catty.

However, it is also acceptable.

So I paid the money and asked the eldest sister to wipe the two little pigs clean with a wet towel. Each of them held a pig in his hand, like a pet, and walked towards the market.

Take a few steps.

She looked at Qin Luo, and Qin Luo also looked at her, smiling at each other.

"Old Qin beat me up."

She suddenly said with a smile, there was a bit of ridicule in her eyes, and there seemed to be a bit of teasing.

Qin Luo also couldn't help laughing out loud: "Haha, the cabbage is being beaten by pigs. It means you are tender. Hahahaha..."

"Hahaha……"

She also couldn't help laughing: "I mean, you are not as courageous as a pig."

Qin Luo: ...

The smile froze immediately.

Depend on!
Who are you looking down on here?
"I'll turn you into a roast suckling pig!"

Qin Luo gritted his teeth and said.

She laughed more and more wantonly, the flowers and branches trembled, and the little pig in her arms was so frightened that it groaned and struggled.

……

Two-dollar store, ten yuan and three pieces, fried chicken legs, meatball soup, deep-fried dough sticks, cloth torn, shoes for old people, teeth inlaid, moles with "earth eyes", kitchen knives, cockroach poison and rat poison, condoms Circles, nails, yo-yos, little goldfish and turtles, candied haws...

Time in the small town seems to have been frozen for 20 years, and everything is still the same as when I was a child.

Looking at these pictures, Qin Luo inexplicably felt very kind.

"It's very interesting."

"I haven't really been to the set before."

"Hey, hey, I want a candied haw...that hawthorn and orange together, it looks delicious."

She was as happy as a five or six-year-old girl.

Qin Luo: ...

"Boss, take two. I want the one with walnuts in the middle."

Bought two, one skewer per person, ate happily, and continued shopping.

The street is not long, less than one kilometer, and when it came to the end, Qin Luo's eyes suddenly lit up.

At the other end of the street, there was a tool cart parked by the side of the road. Inside the cart were all kinds of strange stones and root carvings, some of which were of good quality were displayed.

Qin Luo immediately walked over quickly.

Good stuff!

"Boss, how much is one more?"

"Tree roots, the small ones are fifty, the big ones are eighty."

"Stones cost one piece, the most expensive one is two hundred, and the smallest one is thirty."

The boss is a man with a dark complexion, smoking a cigarette and talking, his eyes want to look but he doesn't dare to look at him, he sneakily glances at Sister Cha -- this woman is so fucking cool!Like a fucking star!

"Don't look at me! Gougan!"

Sister Cha suddenly went into a rage with a cold face, and moved behind Qin Luo.

Boss: "Ahem..."

With a shiver, he burned his hand with a cigarette butt, and suddenly felt embarrassed, and smiled embarrassedly at Qin Luo, your mother-in-law is really a murderer.

Qin Luo looked back at her, didn't say anything, and hugged the pig: "I want your car, how much is it? Take it to Jinzhang Village, Jinzhang Village, you know? No way. Follow my car later."

These things are all original ecology, and the boss must have picked them up from the mountain.

Most of them have no shape, but the materials are not bad. If you do a little processing by yourself, it is a "handmade boutique."

Huh?
The boss froze for a moment.

When I came back to my senses, I was ecstatic: "Okay, okay, okay, I know, I have been there. I still have a lot at home, boss, do you want it? They are all picked up on the mountain, and they are all good things!"

He may know the value of some root carvings, but he has no way to sell them. Who in this town has the heart to buy them?

Dozens of dollars is not money?
Now that I have finally met a "big boss", I am so happy.

"Pull this car over first, and talk about the rest later."

"Let's go now. I'm going to go back too. I'll pay when the goods are delivered."

Qin Luo's heart moved slightly, but he didn't mention it for the time being, so he cooperated once before talking about it.

"it is good."

"okay."

As the boss spoke, he hurriedly cleaned up, loaded all the things on the side of the road into the car, opened the door by himself, and entered the cab.

That's when I remembered...

"Boss, which one is in Jinzhang Village?"

"Just ask Qin Luo's family, old Nantou, which one is building a house!"

……

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(End of this chapter)