The hawking sounds on the street are not the drawn-out, drum-beating tones of our childhood, but marketing presented using modern equipment.
On such a small street, the progress of the times and the development of the country are fully displayed.
Occasionally, when passing by a few shops, I can find things from my childhood memories, but most of them have been replaced by new and novel objects.
Although the appearance has changed, the essence of the street has not changed.
"Wow! Look at that!"
Youyuan took Li Linghe's arm, patted his arm gently, and signaled him to look in the direction he pointed.
"What?" Li Linghe turned his head and saw an old woman using two small wooden sticks to dig out a piece of wheat-colored sticky substance from a jar that looked very old. She then used the two small wooden sticks to wrap it around and around until it had a glossy texture. It gradually turned white and turned into the malt sugar he had seen in his childhood.
Song Youyuan leaned over and pointed at it and asked, "Grandma, is this maltose?"
"ah?"
The mother-in-law raised her voice and asked a question. Her hearing had deteriorated due to her age. Song Youyuan repeated it loudly again, and the mother-in-law nodded.
"Yes! Yes! Maltose! I used to eat it when I was a kid!"
Song Youyuan kept his voice high so she could hear clearly. "Mother-in-law, how much is one? I want four!"
“3 yuan!”
Song Youyuan took out the money and gave it to her. Elderly people like this usually don't use online payment. In many cases, the elderly run their own small businesses, selling cheap vegetables, and the QR codes they use belong to their sons and daughters-in-law, so the money will never reach their hands.
So sometimes, it is very necessary to carry some change with you.
When the program crew saw the old woman making malt sugar, they gave a close-up of her hand movements, which evoked the memories of countless people in the live broadcast room.
When I was little, there were people in the village who would carry two baskets like this on a shoulder pole and sell them. Eating a piece of malt candy was the happiest thing I ever did back then! Now, it's rare to see people selling this kind of malt candy.
I don't know when these things faded from our memories. Many delicious snacks from my childhood are no longer in production! If you search online, you might be able to find them. But you won't find them for sale in real life.
[I've already placed my order online. Those delicious snacks from my childhood are now labeled with something like "childhood memories"!]
The old woman has been doing this for her whole life and is very skilled. She made four malt candies very quickly.
One for each of the 4 guests.
Ming Lu took a bite and nodded: "Mmm! Sweet! I ate this when I was a kid!"
Cheng Tongjia showed the audience facing the camera: "I have only seen the cut ones before. This is the first time I have seen this kind of handmade irregular shaped malt sugar!"
The live broadcast room is not a place of joy and happiness. Where there are compliments, there are also refutations. No matter what is done, there are always a few conspicuous people jumping around.
Because he could interact with the audience, Song Youyuan took his mobile phone into his live broadcast room and saw a few people who spoke unpleasantly.
Look at what they're using! That old lady's face is full of wrinkles, and she doesn't even know if she washed her hands. And that tub is so dirty! These four people are celebrities, and they don't know how to be polite at all!
I get so angry when I see this kind of remarks.
In order to avoid the old lady hearing, she deliberately walked a little further away. "I saw some people comment that it was dirty. The live broadcast room also gave a close-up shot. You can see that the old lady's stall is still very clean. The malt sugar is not placed directly in the jar. The old lady's nails are trimmed cleanly. Although her clothes are old-fashioned and simple, they are also very neat and tidy. I don't think the malt sugar made by the old lady is dirty!"
Cheng Tongjia: "I think anyone who says something like that hates almost every old person. If you dislike an old lady's wrinkled face, will others dislike you if you have wrinkles on your face when you are old?"
The person who made the remarks was so ashamed by them and netizens that he stopped commenting in shame.
Wandering aimlessly in the alleys is different from the usual glamorous life of celebrities, and it is integrated into the breath of life and the world.
For lunch, just find a small restaurant. These small restaurants have usually been open for many years, and the taste and quality are guaranteed.
You can find any place that is delicious.
"Is there anything you don't want to eat? This mutton soup restaurant looks pretty good." Ming Lu asked Song Youyuan and Li Linghe while standing at the door of a mutton soup restaurant.
They both answered in unison: "No!"
The four people entered the mutton soup restaurant. The store was not big and the decoration was not very high-end, but the layout was neat and the tables were also wiped clean.
"Boss, how much is the mutton soup?"
When the boss saw so many people coming at once, he immediately burst into laughter.
"The menu is over there!" The boss pointed to the wall where the menu was placed. "We have all the prices, take a look!"
After some discussion, a few people ordered mutton soup for 20 yuan per bowl.
The staff members naturally have to eat as well. They follow the artists when they go out to work, and none of them don’t eat mutton soup. What’s more, these kinds of work trips are often treated by celebrities, so why wouldn’t they be happy about eating and drinking for free?
There are about 10 bowls of mutton soup, but the boss makes it very quickly!
Cook as quickly as possible while ensuring the taste and quality.
"Here we are!" the boss said, smiling as he brought out the mutton soup. "Try it! I guarantee it's the best on this street! This is your first time here, right? They're so pretty! Especially these two little girls. I've never seen anyone so pretty!"
Song Youyuan: "Yes! It's my first time here!"
"This guy looks familiar to me!" The boss turned his gaze to Li Linghe again. "He looks like an actor from a TV series I saw before!"
"Haha! Really?" Song Youyuan turned around and glanced at her boyfriend. "It's not like, it might be that one!"
?
The boss then noticed, "Wow, this person is carrying a camera! Could it be that a celebrity has really come to his store?"
No wonder they are so good-looking, “You are stars!”
The boss looked at her carefully, slapped his thigh, and pointed at Ming Lu: "I... I know you! Your last name is Ming, right? My daughter loves you so much, her room is covered with your posters!"
"Haha! Do you want an autograph?" Cheng Tongjia teased when the boss recognized her boyfriend. "Give it to your daughter. She'll definitely be happy!"
"Of course I want it! My daughter will be so happy! She'll definitely get good grades next time!" The boss turned around and looked at the camera again, asking, "Is this one on now?"
"Yes! It's on! It's live streaming!"
The boss' thigh was patted again. "Hey, hey! This is free advertising for me! Today is my treat! I'm getting a great deal!"
"That won't do! It's still the same as it should be."
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