Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

Chapter 454

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——"Hahahaha, is Xiao Yang still young? He heard that he could draw sugar paintings, but he came first? He must want to play by himself."

——"It's so interesting to experience drawing sugar paintings by yourself. You can also win silver bills. The planning of this scenic spot is really great. The sense of substitution is so strong!"

——"Although I have eaten sugar paintings since I was a child, I have never made sugar paintings myself. I used to think those street painters who drew sugar paintings were so amazing."

——"In fact, drawing sugar paintings is very difficult. The step of boiling sugar is very difficult. It is either too thin, too thick, or too hot. It tastes bitter. Not to mention painting. Unless you practice hundreds of times, how can you paint as smoothly as a sugar painting master? "

——"Brother upstairs, how do you know so clearly?"

——"Hey, when I thought about it, my mother didn't buy me sugar paintings, so I went home to make them myself. I spent a can of sugar, but didn't get to eat the sugar paintings. I had a meal of bamboo shoots and fried meat. It was blood and tears."

——"Hahaha, that means maybe you paid 15 yuan, experienced sugar painting yourself, but ended up not getting to eat anything?"

——"Very likely."

"..."

While everyone was discussing.

Xiao Yang had already sat in the position of a sugar painting master.

Took out a large piece of prepared sugar from the bag beside him and put it in the pot to melt.

"Young man, did you give too much sugar?"

This sugar must be used after it melts, and it will become bitter if it is boiled repeatedly.

Tourists who have this experience have never painted sugar paintings, and at most they can draw patterns such as small flowers.

How can you get so much sugar? Isn't it a waste?

The old man stared at the large piece of sugar in the pot slowly melting, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.

A staff member on the side began to speak for Xiao Yang,

"Hey, old man, he paid you, just let him use it."

"That's right, you are too stingy, how much sugar is this?"

"Uncle, it's his first time to draw, he has no experience, maybe he needs to try a few more times, maybe he will use it all..."

"..."

The old man was even more unhappy with what everyone said,

In the hearts of the older generation, things should not be wasted, he shouted:

"Am I stingy?"

"Young people just don't cherish things, they like to waste them."

"Forget it, forget it~ Young man, just draw it, as long as it's not wasted.

If there is any remaining sugar, make some stir candies and share them with everyone,"

When they heard about stir candies, they recalled the memories of many people born in the 80s and 90s.

When I bought sugar paintings in the past, I was afraid that I couldn't get the pattern I wanted, so I just bought stir-fried sugar.

I scooped up a lump of hot, soft syrup,

inserted two short bamboo sticks in the middle, and kept stirring it back and forth with both hands.

Because the syrup is in a hot and molten state and has not yet formed,

if you don't use two bamboo sticks to stir it back and forth, the thin syrup will drip down.

While stirring, I watched the sugar on the bamboo sticks become more and more viscous,

slowly solidified, and turned into a crystal clear amber solid, which was very hard.

Then I put it in my mouth, like eating a lollipop.

It's fun and delicious.

Everyone gave a thumbs up when they heard what the boss said.

Immediately changed their attitude and turned around to start yelling.

"Xiao Yang, if you can't draw, just draw a few strokes less, don't delay us from eating stir-fried sugar."

Xiao Yang was full of confidence and sat on the small stool calmly.

"Don't worry, uncle, I won't waste your candy. If I waste it, I'll go back and make a bigger one for you."

The uncle curled his lips and said, "You young people are just good at bragging."

"Don't underestimate this piece of candy, but I'm good at eating. Do you think it's really that easy to make??

If the heat is a little worse, it will either be too thin to draw anything

or it will be too bitter if it's overcooked."

Xiao Yang laughed.

"Uncle, I really can do it!"

"The ratio of water to sugar is 2:1."

There is also a little Yi sugar to increase the toughness of the sugar.

Simmer over low heat, stir slowly with a spoon while boiling,

Wait for the syrup to bubble, then add some brown sugar to increase the color.

When the syrup turns golden yellow, it can be taken out of the pot and solidified into blocks, and it can be melted when used. "

The uncle heard it and thought it was good.

"Young man, you really can do it? ? "

Xiao Xiao on the side shouted, "Grandpa, my dad said he could do it, and he really could do it. "

After that.

The small copper pot next to it also began to bubble.

Xiao Yang stirred it with a copper spoon, and the viscosity was just right.

Okay~

Xiao Yang took the towel beside him and wiped it on the marble slab in front of him,

wiping away some dust and leftover residue.

This slab is not only like drawing paper,

but it is also cold to the touch, which can make the warmThe syrup was pre-cooled and solidified quickly.

The old man took a look and thought, wow, this is quite professional.

Then.

Xiao Yang picked up the handle of the copper spoon, scooped a spoonful of syrup from the copper pot, and took it to the stone slab.

He leaned down slightly, lowered his head, and took a deep breath.

His expression began to focus and be serious.

Starting from the top of the stone slab, he found the right position.

The copper spoon in his right hand tilted slightly, and a thin strand of syrup turned into a thin line, which fell very smoothly on the stone slab below.

As his palm moved,

the copper spoon turned into a brush,

and splashed ink on the stone slab, wantonly.

The thin golden silk thread quickly outlined thin lines on the stone slab.

Xiao Yang held the copper spoon in his right hand and the shovel in his left hand,

like painting an ink painting.

With the right hand as the line and the left hand shovel as the wave, the golden syrup spreads like ink,

quickly forming a thin sheet on the stone slab.

Although it has not yet taken shape,

Xiao Yang's skilled and chic movements alone stunned everyone.

Fuck!

What? !

"Xiao Yang really can do it?!"

"No way, no way? I thought he just wanted to play around and get an NPC silver note, but you told me he's serious??"

"What is Xiao Yang drawing? It looks quite complicated! It doesn't look like a dragon or a phoenix."

"..."

People around were talking about it.

Even the old man who was just feeling sorry for his candy cubes completely forgot about the candy and was fascinated by it.

I secretly praised him in my heart.

As time passed.

A few minutes later.

The sugar painting on the marble slab has taken shape.

Everyone was stunned.

This? Isn't this the "Great Sage Equaling Heaven" Sun Wukong that Yang Yang wanted?

Soon,

Xiao Yang finished the last stroke.

Pull out a bamboo stick from the side and stick it on the sugar painting to fix it.

Gently shovel with a shovel.

Separate the "Great Sage Equaling Heaven" from the marble and pick it up from the stone slab.

Take a look.

This sugar painting is more crystal clear, not only beautiful in color,

The image of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven is more lifelike.

The golden color of the sugar painting itself just matches the color of the golden hair of the Great Sage,

The painting is very detailed, and even the hair is clear.

The eyes of the "Great Sage" in the sugar painting are bright, the ears are pointed, and one hand covers the ears, which is extremely vivid.

It wears a tight-fitting battle robe, a golden armor on the outside, and holds a long golden hoop.

It seems to be able to shout at any time: "Hey, monster! Eat my stick!"