Chapter 191 Playing!
After receiving a positive reply, Qin Huai turned to Gu Yunlan and smiled slightly.
Gu Yunlan looked at him with admiration. "My wife is awesome!"
The old woman then revealed the conditions for the two to earn money here: they had to learn a simple fan-making technique. Once they succeeded, she would give each of them 300 yuan as travel funds.
After learning the basics, Qin Huai tried turning the folding fan.
The black folding fan turned gently along Qin Huai's slender, rounded fingers.
Although Qin Huai didn't complete the entire movement, his progress was remarkable, especially compared to Gu Yunlan beside him.
Gu Yunlan was no longer practicing folding fan techniques, but rather catching them. Every time a folding fan fell, he could catch it quickly before it hit the ground.
The contrast is truly striking.
[My sister-in-law's slender, fair fingers paired with the black folding fan are truly a feast for the eyes.]
[Gu Yingdi, you need to work harder! With this 300 yuan, you can buy so many things for your sister-in-law.]
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There are many performances in the town square.
Xia Yu's palms were red from clapping. He looked at the performance of breaking a boulder on his chest on the stage in front of him with a look of horror.
Xia Yu looked at the shattered stones and touched her chest in fear. Wouldn't this really hurt someone?
Hou Yunqi stood next to Xia Yu, holding the roasted chestnuts they had just bought for 10 yuan.
Hou Yunqi silently peeled the chestnuts in his hands.
As Hou Yunqi fed her, Xia Yu's cheeks puffed out, just like a little hamster eating.
The two of them standing there attracted the attention of many tourists.
After the performance of breaking a large stone on one's chest, it was time for classical dance, with pale pink oil-paper umbrellas twirling lightly in the hands of each performer.
Xia Yu watched intently, and after each performance, he would applaud happily.
[Wow, isn't this just a playful young master and his loyal bodyguard? What am I going to do? This is getting more and more adorable!]
[How did you describe it so vividly? Could you elaborate in another 800 words? (I want to eat it)]
[Want one more?]
[Old Hou and Yu Yu seem to be having a really relaxing time.]
[This trip is definitely fun, but the question is, how will they manage lunch? Are they just going to rely on this 10-yuan bag of roasted chestnuts? (Facepalm)]
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At the other end of the path, Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan happened to turn around and encountered the two people.
At this moment, Pei Yanchuan's hands were full of delicious food, including freshly baked osmanthus cakes, flower cakes sprinkled with flower petals, and local specialty steamed buns.
Xu Wang is holding a sugar painting and a matcha-flavored ice cream.
Xia Yu stared blankly at Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan, their hands covered in food. No, how come you two are having such a wonderful time on the same trip?
Xia Yu humbly asked for advice, and Xu Wang briefly explained how he had just found a place to make money.
Xia Yu's eyes lit up with the prospect of making money. She could make sugar paintings and earn money at the same time?
After thanking Xu Wang, Xia Yu grabbed Hou Yunqi and ran in the direction Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan had come from.
Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan watched the two leave.
When Xia Yu and Hou Yunqi arrived at the place Xu Wang had mentioned, the first thing they saw were two people whose faith had been shattered.
Jiang Xiubai and Yunxi squatted side by side by the roadside, both exuding a gloomy aura.
The old man standing to the side, unusually devoid of his usual cheerful expression, stared in disbelief at the lump of sugar painting on the hot plate. He sighed deeply, "Why don't you go and find other ways to make money?"
[You're telling me this drawing on the metal plate is a rabbit? Does the rabbit even know what it looks like?]
[The rabbit also fell silent: This isn't me, don't call!]
[If that's the case, then Jiang Xiubai's drawing of the kitten should call the police.]
[Haha, mainly because both of them are very fixated on shipping this one kind of small animal (silence).]
[The old man said: Stop ruining my syrup. If you really can't handle it, find another job.]
[I'm almost completely baffled. Every time, I'm filled with anticipation for their finished product, but every time they produce the exact same drawing as the last one. They're already triplets; quadruplets won't be far behind (facepalm)]
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