Zongman: Randomly set up a stall with Binchotan charcoal

Lady Hu rubbed her eyes and was moved for a long time. It seemed that she had returned to the carefree days of her childhood.

Unfortunately, this happiness was too short-lived.

So she asked for another 100 maltose sugar paintings.

"Xiao Cui, give me the money."

Maid: ? ? ?

Has the lady lost her mind?

Buy 100 of such expensive maltose at a time?

In an instant, the maid Xiao Cui's face turned black.

But she didn't dare to refute Lady Hu. She could only stare at Xia Tian and pay the money with pain.

They had 100 gold in the car, but she felt it was not worth it. This boss was really black!

But looking at the maltose in the pan, she was full of expectations.

Madam bought so much at a time, so she should be rewarded with one or half a piece.

At noon, the sun shines brightly on the exquisite sugar painting, making it look particularly crystal clear, as if it is flashing an alluring light.

Hu Meiren happily turns the pointer again and again. This blind box opening experience is really novel. The sugar painting patterns on the turntable are very interesting, and each one is full of childishness and creativity.

She had a lot of fun with a full hundred draws.

Her favorite is the smirking Huang Er. Why is this dog so funny? Hahaha.

"Xiao Cui, I feel a little tired. I will let you play the next few games. All the prizes I draw will be given to you." Hu Meiren wins people's hearts in her unique way. She really has her own way.

"Wow, thank you, madam, thank you, madam." The maid Xiao Cui and the guards beside her bowed and thanked her, and their gratitude was beyond words.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Xiao Cui turned the pointer.

The eyes fell on the pattern of a fat tiger with a fierce look. She liked tigers.

Three seconds later, the pointer stopped at the same lazy sheep hairstyle pattern as the sugar painting on Xiao Binchotan's left hand.

After a second of silence,

Xiao Cui cried..

"Wow, Auntie, you are so lucky to be able to eat the same sugar painting as me." Xiao Binchotan was surprised and gave her blessings. The person who was mean to her brother just now was definitely Auntie.

"Puchi~"

Hu Meiren couldn't help laughing out loud. The big baby laughed so hard that she almost leaked her spring light.

Xiao Cui's luck....Hahaha, how could she draw this out of hundreds of patterns? How can she, a girl, eat this... And this little guy really can't lie. Sure enough, she calls the ugly ones Auntie. Should I say whether she has high standards or is narrow-minded?

"Boss, can I change this?" Xiao Cui looked at Xia Tian pitifully.

"No, whatever you draw is what you get."

Xia Tian didn't even raise his eyelids, and handed her the Baba sugar painting in a few seconds.

I'm touched, right? I made it for you first.

Xiao Cui:......

This boss, he's really, I'm crying, woo woo woo~

There were so many copies of Hu Meiren left, Xia Tian carefully wrapped each sugar painting with glutinous rice paper,Put it in a heat-insulating foam box and hand it to the guard.

For the benefit of big customers, he also put a layer of ice pack inside.

He is serious about doing business.

The guard took the foam box and turned around to move it to the carriage, but Xia Tian stopped him.

"Madam, the carriage is bumpy and the sugar painting is fragile. Let him carry it for safety."

Hu Meiren nodded, "That makes sense."

"......" The guard really knows how to thank, boss, it was Xiao Cui who glared at you just now, I didn't offend you, did I? It was so hot that he asked him to walk back with dozens of kilograms of things...

In less than half an hour, a whole pot of maltose was sold out.

This business is much better than Xia Tian imagined.

Hu Meiren held the exquisite sugar painting in her hand, looking at it carefully, with a gleam of joy in her eyes. She couldn't help but look back at Xia Tian a few times, as if she wanted to say something. Then, she walked lightly back to the gorgeous carriage parked beside her, as if carrying a beautiful memory, and headed towards the palace.

The maid and the guard could not help but look back and glare at Xia Tian fiercely, and followed the carriage speechlessly.

It was just past noon, just after lunch.

The old man selling noodles next to him looked at Xia Tian who was about to close his stall and cast an envious look.

To be honest, as small vendors, they really made hard-earned money.

First, the prices of the goods were not high, and those who came to eat were all suffering.

And they had to pay protection fees to some people in the official and secret circles.

So, they didn't make much money.

When he first saw Xia Tian coming to set up a stall, he thought that a young man came out to experience life and sold such sky-high priced things, which would definitely not sell.

I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

He and the stall selling Hu Bing next to him had not received many customers, but the boss selling maltose had customers one after another, and none of them took money seriously.

Are there so many rich people who are fools now?

He didn't understand, he was shocked!

However,

The children on the street seemed to be able to solve his doubts. A group of little radish-headed girls had gathered around long ago, smelling the smell, and eagerly watched Xia Tian draw a series of tempting sugar paintings, but they were afraid of the presence of the nobleman and dared not approach.

Now that the nobleman has left, the little radish-headed girls rushed up to grab the sugar crumbs that fell on the ground, which sparkled in the sun.

"Sweet, so sweet!"

"Grab it,"

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"You are bullying me, wow~"

"......"

Looking at the children scrambling to pick up the candy crumbs, the little girls being squeezed out, and the little sister with pigtails crying, Xiao Binchotan was stunned for a moment.

In a trance, she seemed to see herself in the past. At that time, she went to the town to grab a job. In front of the job announcement, she tried to squeeze in again and again, but was pushed out again and again by others... She fell again and again, and finally grabbed the job that others didn't want with great difficulty.work....

Xiao Binchotan stared blankly at the Peppa Pig that he had not finished eating in his hand, and then looked at the children's envious, pitiful and fearful eyes.

"Brother, can I treat them to candy? Use my little money."

The little guy's big eyes are always so clear and kind.

The world repays her with pain,

She also sings.

Xia Tian smiled and touched the little guy's head, "Okay, then the money for this pot of candy painting is yours, brother will paint candy paintings for them for free."

As he said, Xia Tian bought the raw materials for authentic candy painting from the system mall, red and white sugar plus a little maltose, and melted them in the pot according to the proportion.

"Hmm~"

Little Binchotan chuckled, turned around and said to the many eager children: "Do you want to eat candy? If you want to, go catch a cicada. One cicada monkey can be exchanged for a piece of candy."

Xia Tian was stunned for a moment. He thought the little guy would give away the candy for free, but he didn't expect the little guy to learn from his past operation. Whether it was a beer cap or a cicada monkey, it was all decent.

Xia Tian rubbed the little guy's big head with satisfaction. []

"Wow, can you really exchange cicada monkeys for candy?"

"Hmm~ I, Tantan, never lie."

Boom~

Hearing this, the little radish heads dispersed and ran in the direction of the cicada.

The old man also tasted the taste of sugar painting because of his grandson's filial piety.

This dog head is so fragrant and sweet.

He instantly understood why people sell it at such a high price and still have good business!

The key is that it tastes good!

Oh my god! He has lived for decades and has never eaten such pure and sweet maltose!

"Grandpa, you eat it. After eating, I will go catch cicada monkeys." The little grandson pushed the sugar painting to the old man's mouth.

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Xiao Niu, you eat it. Grandpa's teeth are not good and he can't bite it. And you can only change it once. After eating, you can't bother your brother again. Don't be greedy."

"Oh, Grandpa, I know." The five-year-old Xiao Niu nodded as if he understood, and then licked the sugar painting, his eyes narrowed.

At the street entrance, two groups of people who came back and brought their friends, Wei Zhuang, Han Fei, Zi Nu, and Hong Lian, looked at the lively stalls quietly, and they all had their own feelings in their hearts.

"Wei Zhuang, do you still want to fight with the little guys for candy now, hahaha~".