Qin Yi felt relaxed after the massage and strolled around the ancient town.

"The audience has passed by, their faces untouched; on stage, the singers chant a heartbreaking farewell song..."

A woman dressed in a traditional opera costume with flowing sleeves was singing "The Red-Clad Ladies" on the left side of the large roundabout. Her melodious voice seemed to express the vicissitudes of life.

Your gentle smile is like plum jam, and I tasted the lipstick on your lips~~~

A muscular man wearing a white tight-fitting t-shirt was singing "Plum Jam" on the right side of the roundabout. Despite being 180cm tall, he spoke in a soft, childlike voice and even winked at the screen while singing.

Qin Yi couldn't bear to look, but seeing that there were quite a few onlookers around this muscular man with a sweet voice, she thought, "I don't understand, but I respect the market, okay? There will always be people who like that kind of guy."

She really liked the ancient-style beauties who sang in the style of traditional opera. Their every move was charming and endearing. Many people stopped to watch them, and there were many cheers when they sang the climax.

According to the introduction to the ancient town, this bluestone square can be used for celebrations on important holidays, and is usually a place for tourists to relax.

The square was bustling with people, and the foot traffic was indeed quite good, making it a great place to set up a stall.

There were all sorts of snacks around, but Qin Yi was too full to eat any more, so she just looked at them.

The system's requirement this time was to sell traditional snacks, which was a wide range of choices, and she hadn't decided what to sell yet.

Back at the guesthouse, Qin Yi was stunned as soon as she opened the door.

The stall cart that the system distributed this time was casually placed in front of the bed.

A simple handcart with a solid wood roof.

How rudimentary was it?

This is completely different from Qin Yi's previous high-tech street vendor vehicles.

The car only has a partition in the middle section for displaying items.

There's a solid wood container underneath that can hold some goods, and the food cart has four wheels underneath, but that's all.

ah?

Without a usable kitchen, what can she do?

Are there any snacks that are easy to make, require minimal equipment, and have a traditional flavor?

Qin Yi pondered deeply.

Got it!

She quickly bought some items from the system's online store.

Two hours later, when the deliveryman called her from outside the guesthouse, the guesthouse owner was very surprised.

"What kind of courier service is this that can deliver to the scenic area? There's a fee to enter the ancient town. Our packages are usually left at the station at the entrance of the scenic area and we have to pick them up ourselves."

Qin Yi, clutching her package, rambled on, "I don't know, someone else sent it to me. Maybe it's a newly opened logistics company that really values ​​its customers."

The guesthouse owner quickly took out his phone to search: Which courier companies can deliver to Qingcheng Ancient Town?

Back in the room, I unpacked the package and put away the tools I had bought.

There were still safety concerns about cooking in the guesthouse room, so she decided to go to bed early and practice in her dreams.

Qin Yi's first choice of traditional snack was sugar painting.

It is both sugar and painting, both beautiful and edible.

The main reason is that large vehicles used for street vending, such as minivans, are not allowed to enter the ancient city.

She made this choice based on her current circumstances as a street vendor.

This project only requires a spoon and a pot, and the equipment requirements are simple.

The rest depends on the producer's skill.

A skilled craftsman can draw dragons and phoenixes, while a poor craftsman can only draw a round lollipop.

Qin Yi had a background in painting in her previous life, so she was able to handle some of the special effects makeup for the film crew with ease.

But this is the first time I've ever used sugar to draw.

Not only do you need artistic skills, but you also need to be able to obey the sugar.

At first, I thought it would be simple, but who knew she couldn't even cook sugar properly.

It's either too runny and won't hold its shape, or it turns black and bitter if cooked for too long.

The purpose of this step is to boil the sugar syrup into sugar flakes, which can be used for painting after dissolving when the sugar is sold at the stall.

Just as mastering the art of sugar-making requires skill, so too does drawing.

For example, when doing scratch art, you need to control the angle of the sugar spoon.

It shouldn't be held too upright; if it is, you'll have to scrape it with the rim of a sugar spoon, which will leave harsh, dragging marks on the pattern.

It can't be too flat either. If it's too flat, you'll have to scrape it with the bottom of the sugar spoon. The bottom of the spoon is dry, and it will pick up the sugar painting directly from the drawing board.

The correct angle is to use the lower half of the spoon to scrape at an angle, which will result in a silky smooth finish.

After mastering the basic scraping technique, Qin Yi worked hard to overcome the challenge of creating finished paintings.

With a picture in mind, the brush moves with divine inspiration.

When you first start learning, draw the pattern you want to copy with sugar on paper, then cover it with a piece of white semi-transparent oil paper and trace the outline.

As you draw more and more, the image will automatically take shape in your mind.

First, outline the shape, then fill it in. Using sugar threads as a guide, draw various different pictures on the canvas in one go.

Qin Yi practiced diligently for more than ten hours in her dream. Although she couldn't quite capture the essence perfectly, she was still able to accurately express what she was thinking.

This is something that can be mastered through practice.

Once she felt she had the skills to qualify for setting up a stall, Qin Yi put all her equipment into the cabinet of her cart.

I came out of the guesthouse room.

The guesthouse owner was quite surprised to see Qin Yi pushing such a large cart out: "Huh, I didn't see this cart when you checked in yesterday?"

Qin Yi said without changing her expression, "This is a folding bike. I packed it in my suitcase yesterday, and I'm putting it back together today because I'm setting up a stall."

The shop owner suddenly realized that this thing looked pretty good and he could consider buying one himself. So he took out his phone and searched on Pinduoduo for: wooden folding street vendor cart.

Qin Yi arrived at Qing Shi Square at 2 PM, pushing her stroller.

The internet celebrity singer who was supposed to be live-streaming hasn't arrived yet.

She was a little hungry, so she parked the stroller and looked for something to eat near the square.

Having tried most of the snacks, Qin Yi wanted to find something new.

After walking around, I unexpectedly saw the girl with messy hair who had washed her feet yesterday.

In front of the girl with short hair was a small coal stove with a small iron pot on it. Beside her were fresh green tea leaves and eggs.

Qin Yi stepped forward and asked, "Hi! Do you remember me? What are you selling?"

The girl with tousled hair looked up at the sound, her eyes darting around as she stared at Qin Yi: "I don't know you! Did you mistake me for your older sister? I sell green tea egg pancakes, they're delicious, want to try some?"

Qin Yi was initially very resistant to the merchant's recommendation that "it's so delicious," feeling that they were trying to deceive her.

But when he saw that the other person was a clever-looking young girl, his guard suddenly dropped.

"Then one is fine," Qin Yi continued, "Do you have an older sister? Does she work at the foot massage parlor up ahead?"

"Hey beautiful, have you met my sister? She's got a really strong grip, so remember to tell her to be gentle."

Alas, it's a pity I didn't meet my younger sister sooner; I've already experienced my older sister's strength firsthand.

Are you twins? Why don't you go to work together?

Qin Yi watched as the girl with tousled hair in front of her prepared the egg mixture and poured it into the pot, swirling it around a few times to make the egg batter stick to the side of the pot and increase its surface area.

Next, take out a handful of fresh green tea leaves from the bag, fry them on the other side until cooked, and finally add a little salt. That's it!

The girl with the messy hair used a spatula to cut the egg pancake into several pieces, put them in a lunchbox, and handed them to Qin Yi.

"Here you are, beautiful, the egg pancake is ready."

The girl with the messy hair handed it over with a smile. "I like to do some small business, while my older sister prefers to work at the shop during a stable time. We have different hobbies and habits."