Golden Fishery

The old man didn't answer directly, but said to the stall owners on both sides in surprise: "Look, it's really rare, this little foreign girl speaks Mandarin much better than us."

A stall owner selling melon seeds and peanuts said with a smile: "Old Liu, stop talking nonsense and sell sugar cane to others. Just your Mandarin, can you speak Mandarin?"

A group of people laughed, the old man 'Kaka' cut two pieces and peeled them, wrapped one end in a plastic bag and handed it to Xueli, and waved: "No money, haha, I will give it to you."

Shirley put down a 100-bill bill and said triumphantly, "We have money."

She turned around and wanted to leave, because Qin Shiou told her that one hundred dollars was equivalent to twenty dollars in Canada, and in Newfoundland, twenty dollars can almost buy such a sugar cane.

As a result, the old man stopped her and gave her another handful of money. Shirley squeezed back suspiciously and asked, "Why is it so cheap?"

Qin Shiou didn't want to tell her about the relationship between the currency value and the local economy of each country, he was helpless with Shirley's math talent, so he simply said: "My lord sees that you are beautiful, so I gave you a discount. "

Upon hearing this, Powell and the others looked at each other, and no matter what they bought, they asked Shirley to come forward. But every time Shirley bought something, it was indeed very cheap. The four children thought they were taking advantage of it, and had fun all the way.

Qin Shiou also has a lot of things to buy for this market, mainly dried fruits, drinks and so on. Originally, Qin's father prepared a lot of dried fruits, but they were all melon seeds and peanuts. Qin Shiou didn't like to eat these things, and all he came to buy were pistachios , cashew nuts, almonds, pine nuts, etc.

The streets of the town are shaped like a cross. One street is full of clothes and shoes, one street is full of fruits and foods, one street is full of vegetables, seafood and meat, and the other street is just miscellaneous.

Qin Shiou took Weini and the others to visit the street where groceries were sold. That's what makes it interesting.

There are sugar figures on the street, and Winnie is also very interested in this. I went up and bought several, and explained to Qin Shiou: "I was in the capital when I was a child. My grandfather often bought me these and candied haws. In fact, I didn't like eating them at the time. But my sister Fox was always very enthusiastic, which pleased me. Grandpa and grandma, I have no choice but to bite the bullet and eat..."

Qin Shiou listened to Wei Ni's little complaint and found it quite interesting.

At the market, someone dipped their fingers in oil paint to write and paint. This is considered a technical job. The old man can make a landscape painting in a few tens of seconds with the pads of one finger in both hands. class of blessings.

Winnie and others are very interested in this,

Let Byrd take the lead and squeeze in to watch. The leopard was unlucky, being squeezed and screaming...

A picture cost fifteen yuan. Qin Shiou asked his old husband to draw six pictures, wrote the names of Wei Ni and her party on them, and gave them to them.

The children happily accepted it, and Bird was very serious, saying: "I think this can be regarded as an intangible cultural heritage? So I want to preserve it well, and maybe it will become a treasure in many years."

"If you want to keep a family heirloom, then I have something else to give you." Qin Shiou smiled and led the group forward. Said, "Keep your eyes wide open, the road of Chinese folk art has officially started!"

He is not exaggerating. Not two steps forward, there is a booth of sugar blowers.

It happened that the stall owner was blowing a big lobster, and the orange juice was quickly shaped into shape. Watch Shirley's four children screaming all the time.

Winnie folded her arms and said with a smile: "This is a folk craft in Kyoto, right? I saw some when I was in Kyoto. It's very cool. At that time, I even had the idea of ​​being an artist of this kind."

Qin Shiou swept all the way. Flower art, rice carving, bone carving, dough figurine, sugar turning, sugar painting, dough figurine, paper-cutting, porcelain carving, etc., as long as it can be done in a short time, he gave a copy to the people around him.

It was crowded all the way, and finally squeezed slowly to the southernmost exit of the market. Qin Shiou wiped his sweat. The coldness of the winter made him sweat profusely. This year's fair was so valuable that he didn't need to take a sauna.

The children's faces were flushed with excitement, and their schoolbags were full of small things such as porcelain sculptures, paper-cuts, and dough figures. Shirley said enthusiastically, "Shall we take them back to Farewell Island? Organize a class and teach those rednecks about Chinese art."

Qin Shiou said of course, he was about to give advice to the children, but suddenly a woman's howl sounded in front, and the people in front squeezed back, leaving an open space.

"Fighted?" Qin Shiou frowned, he pulled Shirley behind him for protection, and asked the children to stand together.

There are too many people in the annual meeting, it is inevitable to bump into each other, and sometimes conflicts will arise. However, in most cases, everyone is more restrained. After all, the New Year's Eve is coming soon, and it is not good to fight on such a festive day.

The people around were chatting in twos and threes. Qin Shiou felt that it was not a fight. He squeezed forward to see, and saw a woman in her sixties sitting on the ground crying bitterly, holding a small cotton cap in her hand and crying: " ...Where is my grandson? Huh, huh, grandson is gone? Who saw my Bing Bing? Please tell me, woo, my grandson, woo, where is he going..."

A middle-aged man in a suit next to him asked anxiously: "Don't cry, don't cry, when did you disappear? Huh? Hurry up!"

The woman was obviously in a panic, holding the little cotton cap and crying bitterly, chanting "the grandson is missing" all the time.

A young man took out his mobile phone and asked, "Is the child being abducted? Hurry up and call the police? Is this the child being abducted?"

There were also people asking anxiously around, but the woman was only crying bitterly, and the middle-aged man shook her, and she woke up, grabbed the middle-aged man and asked, "Brother, have you seen my Bingbing? He is over three years old." , so tall, so fat..."

The middle-aged man in the suit shook off the woman's hand and shouted, "When did you lose the child? You should make it clear."

The woman cried: "Just for a while. I just bought a sticker. After I bought it, I turned around and my grandson disappeared. I asked the people around me, and they said that he was brought to the south by a young man, so I hurried to chase after him, but there was no one." what……"

People around were discussing in twos and threes, but there were too many people here. Who noticed that anyone was holding a two- or three-year-old child? Even if you notice it is normal, more people bring their children to the market.

The middle-aged man in the suit sighed and said, "This is messed up. You said you didn't call me sooner when you get here, so hurry up and call the police, I hope there is time."

Weini squeezed up and reached out to grab Qin Shiou, and asked in panic, "What's wrong?"

Qin Shiou said bitterly: "Damn it, my mother is sure, there are traffickers in the annual collection, and the old lady's grandson was taken away!"

"Oh my god, how did this happen? These bastards!" Winnie's pretty face suddenly turned pale, "Then what should I do? Hurry up and help find the child."

The woman cried and got up, looked around and called her grandson's name. People around asked each other, but there was no clue at all.

Seeing the woman crying in despair, Qin Shiou's heart trembled, Bird squeezed forward with his cub in his arms, and asked, "What's the problem?"

Qin Shiou's heart skipped a beat when he saw the tiger who was about to be squeezed into a fool. (to be continued...)

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