My first love got married: I was forced to sing to celebrate

The old town is beautiful.

There are a lot of tourists.

But they all played quietly, sometimes taking pictures, sometimes videotaping, and no one made a loud noise.

Influencing others.

It is said that the quality of Chinese people is poor.

However, in Zhang Yuan's view, all people in the world are the same.

There are good and bad.

At least here, all the tourists, Zhang Yuan did not see any poor quality people existing.

There are people selling Chinese people on the street.

Zhang Yuan walked over curiously.

The boss is an old man, bald, maybe his hair is gone.

The old man was very thin, his eyelids were heavily drooping, and his thin hands were holding small sticks, and soon a Monkey King took shape.

A few children around stared curiously.

Big eyes are full of excitement and exploration.

In the end, he cheered, took out his own money to buy a candy man and left.

Zhang Yuan looked at the old man with interest, the old man was very thin and old, but his hands were extremely soulful.

The stick jumped between the old man's fingers as if it had come to life.

"Taste, lad?"

The old man said with a smile.

Zhang Yuan looked left and right, and there was no one left.

He was left alone.

He was stunned, this traditional thing, he remembered crying for a long time for a bite when he was a child.

Now, no one cares.

Maybe it's because of material abundance, today's children don't love these things anymore.

Zhang Yuan felt a little melancholy in his heart.

Many of the Chinese inheritances are seriously missing.

There are reasons for improper storage, there are reasons for not paying attention to it, and there are also bad Xi that are not spread.

But more often than not, there is a lack of self-confidence.

Blindly pursuing foreign things.

So much so that his ancestral craft was lost.

Many things are not available in China, but are regarded as treasures by other countries.

It has to be said that this is irony.

Zhang Yuan smiled faintly: "Here's one." "

The old man smiled: "Okay, the whole one." "

The old man has good craftsmanship and is very fast.

But Zhang Yuan gradually frowned.

He finally knew why many crafts were lost, so he said that this candy blowing man was the maker who blew air with his mouth.

It looks amazing.

It takes hard work.

However, in the modern era of hygiene, such a method of production is simply unacceptable.

At least Zhang Yuan, it is impossible to eat this sugar man.

When a lifelike sugar figure was ready, Zhang Yuan shook his head with a smile: "Old man, let me invite you to eat." "

The old man's face stiffened, and he smiled in frustration: "It's okay." "

Zhang Yuan noticed the other party's expression, and while scanning the code to pay, he said, "Old man, is this the way to do sugar people?"

The old man shook his head: "Sugar man, there are three methods of blowing candy people, painting sugar people, and plastic sugar people, according to legend, the ancestor is Liu Bowen, of course, I don't know if it's true or not." "

The old man took a bite of the candy man and said with a smile.

The reason why Zhang Yuan didn't eat, he probably knew a little, and he was still very disappointed in his heart.

The fact that the ancestral craft is not accepted is somewhat of a blow.

Paid.

Zhang Yuan didn't leave, and looked at the old man with a smile: "Old man, can I learn your craft?"

The old man was stunned: "Learn this?"

He looked at Zhang Yuan like a fool.

To be honest, if it weren't for the ancestral heirloom, he would have wanted to abandon it himself.

Are you young people learning this?

Is there any mistake?

Zhang Yuan pursed his lips and smiled: "It's a pity to lose it, although I don't do this business, but I also want to learn it." "

"Do you really want to learn?"

"Uh-huh, how much tuition. "

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "What is about to be lost, and you still charge tuition? If you want to learn, I will teach you." "

Zhang Yuan smiled and did not refuse.

Of course, he won't let the old man suffer, it's just that it's too cheesy to give money.

Zhang Yuan wanted to give the old man a hope.

However, let's learn the craft first.

"The hands should be steady, the eyes should be fast, the rest is hard practice, I will teach you the production process first. "

The old man said he would do it, and there was no ambiguity at all.

Huaxia men are so neat.

Zhang Yuan listened carefully, and the afternoon passed like this.

"Host Lung Capacity +1......"

"Host Lung Capacity +1......"

"Host Lung Capacity +1......"

Naturally, the candy blowers are meant to blow.

Eating, also tired.

Zhang Yuan didn't expect that he could not only learn skills, but also increase lung capacity.

At the end of the afternoon, he suddenly realized that he could hold his breath for ten minutes.

It was nothing short of a bonus.

Zhang Yuan's learning is more energetic, this thing is not the same as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the requirements for opponents and eyes are very high.

What's more important is proficiency.

In the evening, the alley was already dark.

Zhang Yuan puffed out his mouth, staring at the sugar dumplings in front of him that changed little by little.

The eyes are getting more and more excited.

"It's done. "

The old man was also excited.

He was also bored and looking for something to do.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuan entered the door in the afternoon.

This was a bonus.

"It's so sweet. "

Zhang Yuan took a bite of the candy man, and his sweet eyes were lost.

The taste of the handmade food is just different.

Moreover, if you blow your own air, you will not feel sick.

"Old man, I'll come back tomorrow, I'll leave you for breakfast. "

Zhang Yuan said goodbye to the old man.

The old man didn't postpone either.

Passed on the craft, there is nothing to eat for breakfast.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yuan got up early to finish exercising, then bought breakfast, and trotted all the way to the alley again.

The old man has arrived.

There are a few children around the stall buying candy men.