Qin Yi began creating the second theme of sugar paintings while Zhuang Qing was selling dragon-shaped sugar paintings.
"Sister Qin! Why did you draw so many cute little bunnies!"
There are rabbits eating carrots; there are rabbits hopping around; and there is a rabbit hugging the moon.
Girls have absolutely no resistance to soft and cute little animals like rabbits, and Zhuang Qing's little eyes crinkled into crescent shapes with laughter.
Seeing that she really liked it, Qin Yi handed her one: "Here, take it and eat it."
Then she filled the straw stack in front of her to the brim.
Rabbits are much easier to draw than dragon heads, so Qin Yi has a high output.
Zhuang Qing gently took a small bite of the rabbit's short tail, savoring it slowly in her mouth. "It's crisp and sweet! So delicious! I want everyone to know that this rabbit tastes amazing!"
After saying that, Zhuang Qing hoisted the haystack onto her shoulder with one hand and held a candy rabbit in the other, rushing into the sea of people broadcasting live.
After the warm-up, more and more people gathered around, and the singing grew louder and louder.
The female singer on the left, using a traditional Chinese opera style, has reached the climax of "The Moon Palace": "Within the Moon Palace, her loneliness is locked away~"
Zhuang Qing was listening to music while biting into a candy rabbit when, with a "snap," the rabbit's ear broke off in her mouth.
Gently put the broken rabbit ear into your mouth and suck hard; every bite is filled with the aroma of maltose.
"It's her again! I saw everyone enjoying the straw at the dragon head stall, and when I went back to buy some, they were all sold out. This time, the rabbits she's selling are super cute too!"
"The Moon Palace! The Jade Rabbit! That's the theme, brother! There's even a rabbit holding the moon! Buy it! You have to buy it for me!"
Doing business is truly a matter of practice makes perfect.
This time, Zhuang Qing didn't even need to shout loudly. She just stood there eating a rabbit-shaped sugar painting, and many young ladies rushed over and surrounded her.
"Quick, the song isn't over yet! Let's buy it, film the video, and then eat!"
What you need to remember when you travel are these special moments.
Even long afterward, when I look through the photos, I can still recall the joy I felt back then.
After Zhuang Qing used the cute little rabbit to entice a group of customers on the left, the singing on the right started at the right time.
"Little white rabbit, whiter and whiter, with two ears~~~"
"Wow! This is going to be a huge hit!" Zhuang Qing quickly carried the bundle of straw and rushed into the children's song group on the right.
The little boy and his dad were dancing happily, and everyone was dancing and singing.
Zhuang Qing also imitated the rabbit, hopping and skipping into the group.
Among the crowd, the sugar-painted rabbit target bounced the highest.
Everyone spotted her immediately: "Girl! You're here again! That dragon head sugar painting was absolutely delicious! After eating it, I felt like I was back in my childhood! I felt young again!"
Zhuang Qing jumped up and down, saying, "Eat this rabbit, and it will turn you from eighteen years old into three!"
"Haha, then I'm going to eat two!"
This guy simply grabbed two sugar paintings, one in each hand, and held them up above his head, saying, "That's the feeling I wanted!"
"Look, the sugar-painted rabbit on that haystack is glowing!"
As the sun set, its afterglow shone through the glistening sugar paintings, sparkling high above the sea of people.
"The rabbit's over there, go buy it!"
The group moved toward the sugar painting high in the air, and soon surrounded Zhuang Qing in the center.
"Boss, I was here first! Show me your payment code so I can scan it!"
This was the first time Zhuang Qing had ever been surrounded by so many customers since she started her business, and she was momentarily overwhelmed.
With so many people, she couldn't tell who had already paid. "Come one at a time, don't push!"
Left with no other option, they had to turn the payment code to the back and receive one item for every payment received.
She was truly envious that other people's businesses could be run like this. If her own stall could be so popular, she would be laughing in her sleep.
"That's all. Even if you follow me, I won't have any more rabbits to sell!"
Hundreds of tourists were gathered in the huge square, and the number of rabbits was simply not enough to sell.
Unwilling to give up after failing to buy any, the customers followed Zhuang Qing all the way, and when they saw her walk to the sugar painting stall, they excitedly rushed forward.
"So this is your hideout! Now I can buy sugar paintings! Boss, draw me three rabbits!"
Qin Yi was patiently drawing a theme of a king's sword, carefully pressing out the patterns on the hilt with a carving knife.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Qing not only sold out so many rabbit sugar paintings, but also brought many customers.
Quickly insert all the finished King's Swords into the straw stack on Zhuang Qing's head, and then draw little rabbit sugar paintings for the new customers.
"This sword is beautiful too! It has a long, slender blade and is crystal clear all over! It even glitters with a faint golden light!"
"And this pressed-out carved sword hilt has a kind of ancient charm hidden in it. It's amazing. I have to get one and travel the world with a sword in this ancient town!"
At this moment, the melodious tune of "Yu Xi's Lament" began to play on stage: "Drunk, I pick up my lamp to examine my sword, my concubine's dance fading away..."
Tourists in front of the stalls below the stage couldn't wait and urged, "Buy it quickly, buy it now! Let's take our King's Sword to listen to Yu Ji's story!"
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The payment notifications were constant; some people were scanning the QR code at Qin Yi's stall, while others were scanning the QR code hanging around Zhuang Qing's neck.
This time, Zhuang Qing didn't need to go on stage to sell the goods at all. The straw stacks were sold out on the spot before they even set off.
The large group of tourists who had acquired the swords acted wildly and arrogantly, raising the swords high in the air.
The King's Sword was already much longer than the other sugar paintings, and then everyone held it above their heads.
Then a group of swordsmen, their swords gleaming in gold, slowly walked up from below the stage.
From a distance, it gleamed brightly under the setting sun, and without careful observation, one might mistake it for a sword sect's procession lining up to enter a battle formation.
"This sugar painting is amazing! I haven't seen anyone selling it. Where did they buy it?"
A fan presented a king's sword to the female opera singer performing on stage.
The female anchor took the sugar sword and swung it lightly in the air, like a flowing painting.
Her graceful figure accompanied the exquisite music, leaving a lingering, melodious sound.
The audience below the stage seemed to collectively travel back more than 2,000 years to the past as she sang and danced with her sword.
Everyone sighed in unison, "One cry of 'Yu Xi, Yu Xi,' and tears stream down our faces!"
When you visit the ancient town, you can sing traditional Chinese songs, wield an ancient king's sword, and occasionally enjoy a piece of candy.
The tourists on the left were completely overwhelmed with emotion, some even screaming, causing the decibel meter reading to rise sharply.
After finally waiting for this wave to pass, it was the turn of the muscular, baby-voiced male anchor on the right, and he didn't want to fall behind.
"It's my turn! I'll dedicate a song called 'Sword Soul' to everyone! We've gathered briefly in the mountains today, and I hope that when we descend and enter the world, everyone will be able to overcome all obstacles and defeat all the little monsters!"
After he finished speaking, he winked at everyone.
Everyone shouted in unison: "Yue!~~~~"
This guy has great mental fortitude; no matter how much people cheered, he kept smiling and singing in front of the audience.
He felt unsatisfied halfway through his song. Since his colleagues next to him were doing sword dances, he figured he should also do something fancy.
So he sang as he moved about, searching for the haystacks where sugar paintings were sold.
While searching, I ended up singing in front of Qin Yi's stall.
Qin Yi has already sold out of the sugar swords and met her sales target for the day, so she's singing along with the streamer.
She's here for tourism too, what's wrong with relaxing?
To everyone's surprise, the streamer sang in front of her stall, circling around it and singing: "Beyond the mountains are more mountains, higher than the mountains, halfway up the mountain, a clap of thunder shakes the treetops!"
The muscular man was gesturing at her, indicating the shape of a sword.
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on her stall. Asking her to draw a king's sword right away was impossible; carving the hilt of that thing takes quite a bit of time.
But she didn't want the atmosphere to be awkward, so Qin Yi decided to try anything, and improvised a song based on the lyrics!
Relying on her foundation in traditional Chinese painting from her previous life, she painted three mountains, each one higher than the last.
Then I drew a small tree on the mountain, along with a stick figure holding a sword.
After finishing the drawing, she nervously handed it to the male anchor.
The song paused right in the middle of its transition, and the man with the soft voice stared intently at the sugar painting he held in his hand.
...
Suddenly he shouted, "Wonderful! There's always someone better!"
He held the sugar painting in the air, squinting one eye as he looked at it: "It looks exactly like the green hills behind our ancient town! This sugar painting is both fitting for the song and the scene! It's truly a masterpiece!"
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