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"Hey, triggering the adventure mission, the old horse who sells sugar people in the market is very upset recently. The host will go and see it, complete the task and reward the first-order skill."

This morning, Qin Fei didn't get up yet, and the system began to make trouble.

This is more annoying than the alarm clock, and the alarm clock can be off at least.

Qin Fei squatted and woke up for a while before he began to think about the system.

In his memory, the painting of sugar people is an ancient craft. Qin Fei had seen such craftsmen when he was a child, but he did not see it when he grew up.

Craftsmen generally have a small load, one is a stove and slate, and the other is a small turntable for the lottery.

On the small turntable, there are twelve zodiac signs. When the customer gives the money, they can start the lottery. At the end, the lucky hand is stopped in the zodiac. The craftsman draws with the syrup, and the pen and the snake are all in one go. It is very powerful.

Finally, the sugar painting is stained with a small wooden stick, and the child can take it while playing.

If a small partner can get a dragon, you can show off for a few days.

Qin Feiyue wants to miss the simple and beautiful time, and the system says that there are rewards, then it will wash out the door.

Qin Fei often went to the vegetable market to buy food, but he also cooked the road, but he had never seen a sugar person, so he asked someone to inquire. Then he found a sugar-painting artist in an alley.

Similar to the appearance in memory, the small goods, the wooden turntable for the lottery, the reward is also the 12 Zodiac, the pig's grid is the largest, the dragon's grid is the smallest.

The old man of the craftsman is not too young, he must be white, and he is sitting on the little horse and playing with him.

Qin Fei walked to the side of the goods. "Master, can you paint me one, how much?"

The old horse opened his eyes and stood up from Mazar and smiled. "Two money and one money."

It was cheap, Qin Fei paid the money, and when he smashed his hand, he began to draw the lottery. He never took the dragon, but he won it, but he regretted it!

Perhaps Qin Fei’s strength was a bit bigger, and the turntable was smashed by Qin Fei. It flew a few feet away and broke into three halves on the wall.

The old horse is so scared that his beard is standing up. Why are you coming to the market?

Qin Fei is a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I will pay you."

The old horse smiled and shook his head. "Forget it. Anyway, I am also the last day to set up a stall. I won't be able to use it in the future. If you want a trick, I will paint it directly for you."

Qin Fei fell on the turntable of others, and then asked the most complicated dragon to be embarrassed, so Qin Fei said, "That is a little dragon."

The little dragon is harder to draw. The old horse turned his eyes, but did not say anything, began to use a small stove to sugar.

The sugar used by the sugar people is not only ordinary sugar, but also brown sugar and a little sugar, slowly picking up the caramel color, the color is red, the smell is fragrant, and it tastes sweet.

Many people may have never heard of the sugar. When they were young, the “knocking sugar” sold by the seller in the countryside is the sugar. The different places are called differently. Anyway, it is the kind that is hammered with a hammer and knocked. Milky white candy.

It is mainly made by fermenting starch-rich foods such as corn, barley, wheat, millet and so on.

The sugar is still a traditional Chinese medicine, tonifying the spleen and replenishing qi, relieving cough and relieving asthma.

The sugar-stained man adds sugar to the syrup, which is both to adjust the flavor and to increase the plasticity of the syrup.

Back to the present, the syrup was heated from the solid state to a liquid state in the pot. The old horse picked up a spoonful with a spoon and quickly poured it on a stone slab.

The slate used for painting is also very particular. The fine stone should be used. The stone of the old horse should be marble. This stone will keep cool in the summer and allow the syrup to cool and solidify instantly.

In addition, the slate is also covered with a layer of fine oil to facilitate the subsequent separation of sugar painting.

Qin Fei was also slightly refreshed for a moment, and when he returned to God, the old horse had already raised the painted dragon with a shovel. "Guests took it."

Qin Fei took over the sugar and couldn't speak for a long time.

The dragon painted by the old horse did not cut corners, had noses and eyes, and had scales and claws. It leaped between the clouds in an "s" shape, and it was lifelike.

This is where the painting of sugar is more than the Danqing master.

In the face of such a piece of art, Qin Fei is reluctant to eat.

"The old man, this is the dragon I have ever seen the best, your craft is so good, why do you say that today is the last day to set up a stall?" Qin Fei some can't believe it, certainly not a bad business.

"Thank you for complimenting the guests." The old horse smiled. "I am old, my hands and feet are unfavorable, and my son will not let me swing and ask me to go home and enjoy the blessing."

"In other words, when I was a teenager, I started to paint sugar. I have been here for decades. With this craft, I have married my wife and children, and I have cultivated my son into a big official. If I don’t paint sugar any day, maybe It’s a bit unaccustomed.”

The old horse said and looked a little lonely. "The most unfortunate thing is that my son of the craft does not learn, the grandson does not love, can only bring in the coffin..."

This craft accompanied the life of the old horse, just like his children, watching it go down, the craftsman heartache.

Qin Fei understands that this is the trouble of the old horse in the system. In order to complete the system task, it is indeed a favorite of this craft. He said, "The elderly, can you teach me, I can pay tuition."

The old horse looked at Qin Fei and wondered, "When you look at the dress of the son, should you not need this craft to make a living?"

"I don't need it, but I like it. If I can learn your craft, I will teach him if I meet the right person in the future." Qin Feicheng said.

The old horse listened to these words, but there was some brilliance in front of him. "There are not many young people like you who like these old things. If you have tuition fees, I can teach you."

"You try to draw something first, I will look at your skills."

Qin Fei belongs to the hand-disabled party. Painting is nothing compared to other primary school students, let alone painting with sugar.

After some tossing, Qin Fei painted his head and thought that it was a cute little pig. It could be because of the relationship between the hands and the disability.

The old horse was scared to play up. "Pig demon?"

Qin Fei looks faint ~www.readwn.com~ The old man is like this again, beware of my great celebrations and paintings.

Fortunately, the old horse does not despise Qin Fei’s hand. After all, it’s not easy to find a successor. I will begin to explain how to pull the syrup and how to paint.

Qin Fei did not know how many times, finally touched some tricks, and painted a fat and round home pig, full of achievements.

"Remember, before you paint the sugar, you should first outline the image in your heart. You will go back and practice a lot." The old man was so tired that he rose several times in the middle or raised the idea of ​​bringing candy into the coffin.

Qin Fei was out of jealousy, but he gave the old man a hard time, and asked about the smashing of the syrup. Only then did he leave with a bunch of strangely shaped sugar.

“Congratulations to the host to complete the adventure mission ‘inheritance’ and reward the first-order skill.”

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