When she heard Qin Lang say that he wanted to give her a sugar figurine, Lin Yiyi was very tempted.
She thought about it and asked curiously,
"Can I have a red panda?”
"Will this be very difficult?"
"It's not difficult! Miss, just wait a moment!"
Qin Lang smiled and quickly placed the spoon containing the syrup on the chopping board.
With the bamboo stick as the center, he quickly drew with sugar paste.
In less than three minutes, a red panda that was gnawing on bamboo appeared in front of Lin Yiyi.
Her eyes flashed with surprise.
"It really is a panda!"
"So cute!"
Qin Lang passed the panda to Lin Yiyi. After Lin Yiyi received it, she quickly thanked him.
Lin Yiyi pointed the camera at the red panda sugar figurine and said with a smile,
"Brothers, did you see that?”
"This is the craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors.”
"So cute! Nono's father was indeed super awesome!”
Through the livestream, many netizens felt the beauty of the sugar figurine for the first time in their lives.
Some people didn't even know that sugar could be used to paint.
However, what shocked everyone was yet to come. Qin Lang, who was sitting in front of Little Pot, began to move again.
The bamboo sticks were laid flat on the chopping board.
A spoon danced gently on the bamboo stick.
The sticky syrup turned into a golden thread and slid onto the chopping board.
Very soon, a beautiful and dazzling pattern appeared in front of everyone.
A long golden dragon!
Beautiful Phoenix!
A silly puppy and a naughty kitten.
What was art? Arts were not limited to the four arts.
At this moment, Qin Lang was the artist at the dining table. He was using sugar to draw a beautiful picture for everyone.
"Eh? Daddy, what is that?!"
"It looks so beautiful!"
A little boy passing by was attracted by Qin Lang's sugar figurine. He broke free from his father's hand and ran over quickly.
"Isn't this a sugar figurine?"
The boy's father was stunned.
At this moment, he fell into a brief memory.
When he was young, around the 1980s, children did not have toys at all.
Sometimes, the candy sellers at the school gate were what they looked forward to seeing the most.
One or two cents could buy a sugar figurine and play with it for a few days.
However, as time progressed, he had not seen something like a sugar figurine for many years.
The little boy raised his head and looked at his father.
"Daddy, this dragon is so beautiful!”
"Can we buy one?"
"Of course!"
The boy's father smiled. He looked at Qin Lang and asked,"
"Boss, how much is this dragon?"
Qin Lang took the dragon drawn from the straw and handed it to the little boy."
"I'm not a professional seller either.”
"Actually, I made it for my daughter to play with.”
"Forget about money. Give it to your fat kid.”
The cost of making sugar figurines was pitifully low. The cost of making a dozen sugar figurines might not even be 5 yuan.
Almost all the people who sold sugar figurines earned money from their craftsmanship, but Qin Lang didn't intend to rely on this thing to make a fortune.
If someone liked it, there was no harm in sending a few out.
When the boy's father heard Qin Lang's words, he was slightly stunned. A moment later, he smiled and said,"
"How can I do that? You're also working hard to be a sugar figurine here.”
"It's fine, it's fine! This thing was really not worth much. There was no need to care about this.”
Seeing his son looking at the dragon-shaped candy man with a face full of surprise, his father patted his son on the head.
"Hurry up and thank Uncle!"
"Thank you, Uncle! Uncle, you're amazing! You even know how to draw dragons!"
The little fatty looked at Qin Lang with admiration, especially when he saw Qin Lang quickly draw another dragon with sugar.
He suddenly felt that this big brother in front of him was really super powerful.
The boy's father looked at the sugar figurine Qin Lang made and smiled."
"The sugar figurines you made are really beautiful.”
"I remember when I was young, there were often sugar figurine masters at the school gate. You can buy one for 1 cent."
"It's not like children nowadays who are so happy and have so many toys to play with. At that time, some of our classmates couldn't even afford to buy candy figurines and could only make mud to play with.”
"There are really fewer and fewer people who know this skill now. I have to say, you're really amazing.”
The boy's father was speaking from the bottom of his heart.
The sugar figurine might seem simple, but in different eras, it might be a memory that could not be forgotten in the hearts of a generation.
Gradually, many passersby stopped by Qin Lang's stall.
"Eh? Mom, what is this! It's so beautiful..."
"Isn't this a sugar figurine? Are there still things that sell this now?”
Not only were many children attracted over,
Even many middle-aged men had gathered around Qin Lang's stall.
Qin Lang gave each of the children a candy figurine.
At this moment, a loli's voice was heard.
"Nono?"
Nono heard someone calling her name and subconsciously looked up.
She did not know when, but a cute little loli had appeared in front of her.
"Think about it?"
Chen Xiangxiang was Nuonuo's classmate and was also studying in kindergarten.
The two of them had a good relationship. When they saw Nono, they thought about it and ran over happily.
"Nuonuo, what are you doing here?”
"I'm watching my father make a sugar figurine!”
"Candy man? Was it this beautiful pattern? Nuonuo, your daddy is so awesome! You even know how to draw!"
Nuo Nuo had followed her mommy out shopping. Her mommy had met Qin Lang a few times in school.
"Hello, Nuonuo's father! I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Hello, think of Mommy! What a coincidence. Are you shopping?"
Thinking about it, his mother smiled and nodded.
"Just now, my family wanted to watch cartoons at home, so they kept asking me to buy her a Pikachu!”
"I had no choice. I couldn't beat her, so I was going to take her to the toy store to take a look.”
"Daddy Nuonuo, why are you making sugar figurines here? I didn't expect you to have such skills."
Qin Lang smiled and said,"
"I quit my job and opened a small restaurant here. This way, I can take care of Nono more.”
"Think about it, are you going to buy Pikachu? How about I make one for you?"
"Make a Pikachu?"
The little loli raised her head and looked at Qin Lang curiously."
"Uncle, do you know how to make Pikachu?”
"Yes, what do you think this is?"
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