Chapter 8 Sugar Man

"Stinky boy, although "The Book of People" can resolve the evil spirit, it is not so fast. How did you do it?"

When Lao Dao was taking a nap just now, he suddenly felt that the spirit of heaven and earth seemed to have changed. After opening his eyes, he found that all the evil spirit in the courtyard had disappeared. This surprise was nothing.

You should know that the magnetic field on the body of people who have been trained will be particularly strong, and such people will have a particularly obvious impact on the surrounding magnetic field. If Lao Dao personally does things to eliminate evil spirit, it will definitely be much stronger than ordinary monks.

But Ye Tian is just a hairy child. How many years has he only been in contact with prescriptions? It can't even be done by the old man himself to eliminate the evil spirit in this short time.

After hearing the old Taoist priest's words, Ye Tian bit a sugar gourd bought by Sister Miao and said vaguely, "How do I know? Master, this "The Book of People" is quite useful..."

Ye Tian has made up his mind. No one can say this. Maybe he will believe it to Lao Dao, but if he tells his father and classmates, he will definitely be regarded as insane.

"Strange, it's really strange..."

Seeing Ye Tian, he couldn't tell the reason. Lao Dao brushed his beard and showed a puzzled look on his face. However, modern society is different from before. Technology is prosperous, many things are difficult to infer, and Lao Dao is also helpless.

Ye Tian is a child. After sitting in the room for a while, he couldn't help standing up and said, "Hey, Master, I'm going to the town to have a meeting and come back for dinner in the evening..."

Maolu Town is dozens of miles away from Ye Tian. Even during the Spring Festival, it is rare for him to come once. If he hadn't eaten other people's soft mouth, Ye Tian would have gone to the town to play.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, remember this portal, don't find a place when you come back..."

After getting the master's permission, Ye Tian ran out happily. Before going out, Sister-in-law Miao also stuffed Zhang Gongnongbing into his pocket, which almost made Ye Tianmei's nose bubble.

You know, in the countryside, even when adults give New Year's money during the Spring Festival, it is just a brand-new ticket of 50 cents. Whoever gets married and gives birth to a child, the money is generally one yuan or two yuan.

And at this time, there are still two years before the fourth set of RMB will be issued in 1988. The face value of ten yuan is already the largest on the market.

So for Ye Tian, this worker, peasant and soldier is simply an astronomical figure. Anyway, he has never touched such a "big" ticket in his father's hand.

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Generally, rural markets are the busiest in the morning, but after noon, there are still a lot of people. Ye Tian is not afraid of strangers. Hearing the sound of gongs and drums in front of him, he squeezed in hard.

"Hey, playing monkey..."

Relying on his small and flexible body, Ye Tian squeezed into the crowd and found that an old man with three monkeys was in the middle of the venue.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, those who have money hold a money field, and those who have no money hold a personal field. Old man, I thank you all..."

After one of the monkeys turned a few heels, the old man arched his hand around. The monkey immediately held an enamel jar with two claws and asked the people around him for money.

The rich threw a minute and a half into the jar, and the one who had no money retreated his body. Ye Tian touched the "workers, peasants and soldiers" in his pocket, and thought for a long time and then retreated.

The old Taoist priest once taught him that walking around the world has his own difficulties. If he can help, he will help. Since Ye Tian is reluctant to spend that ten yuan, he is embarrassed to watch other people's programs for nothing.

Fortunately, there is no trick in this market. After coming out of the monkey, Ye Tian got into the scene where he broke a big stone and sold Shaolin Dali pills.

After walking around the market, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Tian stopped at a sugarblower's stall at this time.

This stall is actually a picker. At one end of the pick is a rectangular cabinet with a shelf. There is a semi-circular open wooden round cage under the cabinet, in which there is a small charcoal stove. There is a large spoon on the stove, and the middle is full of sugar.

The wooden frame is divided into two layers, each of which has many small jacks, which are full of blown sugar people.

The hawker took a little hot sugar with a small shovel, rubbed it on his hand stained with talcum powder, and then held it in his mouth for a while. After blowing the bubble, he quickly put it in the wooden mold coated with talcum powder. Blow it hard, and the sugarman he wanted was blown.

The children around are looking at it eagerly. Those who have money reach out to buy it, and those who don't have money also don't want to leave.

This thing is not very expensive. You can make it according to your own requirements for a dime, but Ye Tian stood for a long time, pinched the ten yuan in his pocket, and decided to turn around and leave.

You know, Ye Tian's father, as an educated youth who has not returned to his hometown, married a local woman, and there is no land to plant at all.

Although Ye Dong has a skillful life, he can not only be an electrician, but also a carpenter. He often helps people make some furniture, but he can only earn a dozen yuan a month at most.

Although Ye Dongping often fished some fish for his son, in general, the father and son lived a very poor life. Ye Tian wanted to take the money home to his father.

Just as Ye Tian turned around, he suddenly shouted in his ear, "Ye Tian, hey, is it really you? Why are you here?"

Ye Tian followed the sound and found that on the other side of the sugar man stall, a little fat man about his age was waving his hand to him excitedly, and the electronic watch on his wrist was very conspicuous.

"Guo Xiaolong?"

Seeing this man, Ye Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face. The more he hides, the more he meets something. With Guo Xiaolong's temperament, he must be known to everyone in school after the beginning of school, right?

But he couldn't hide. Guo Xiaolong had come to him and pointed to an adult over there and said, "Ye Tian, that's my uncle and grandfather. He is from the United States. I brought him to the market..."

Although Ye Tian had a good relationship with Guo Xiaolong when he was in school, he was not so close. He knew that this boy was looking for himself to show off. At the moment, he said, "Ah, it's good, Xiaolong, your electronic watch is so beautiful..."

"Of course, my uncle bought it for me, and the whole school is just me..." After Guo Xiaolong heard Ye Tian's words, his little chest straightened up again, raised his wrist in front of him, and pretended to look at the time above.

Ye Tian is a popular figure in school. Although he is naughty, his academic performance has always been the first. At present, he can show off in front of Ye Tian. Naturally, Guo Xiaolong will not miss this opportunity.

"Xiaolong, who is this?"

The old man who was pointed at by Guo Xiaolong just now saw the junior talking to the little Taoist priest. He was curious and also wandered to the side of the stall.

"Uncle, this is my classmate, Ye Tian..." Talking to this American uncle, Guo Xiaolong's voice couldn't help but lower his voice.

"Oh, is it your classmate? Then why did you become a Taoist priest?"

The old man was a little curious. When he left his hometown, he was in his teens, less than a few years older than these two children. Thirty or forty years have passed. Now when he comes back, he feels very kind to many things in his hometown.

"This... I don't know..."

Guo Xiaolong scratched his head, looked at Ye Tian and asked, "Ye Tian, why are you dressed like this? Did you really go to the mountain to be a Taoist priest?

"I'm not a Taoist priest. My master is the host of a Taoist temple on the mountain. Today, I accompanied my master down the mountain. It's convenient to wear this..." Ye Tian explained to Guo Xiaolong that he didn't want to wait until he was teased about this matter at the beginning of school. How faceless it was

"Alas, Maoshan Taoist Temple was burned by a Japanese fire. When I left the mainland, I just began to rebuild, so I had time to have a look..."

After hearing Ye Tian's words, the old man sighed, and there was a little sadness between his eyebrows, but then he laughed. What did he sigh with the children? He pointed to the stall and said, "Xiaolong, go, get a candy man to your classmates..."

"No, thank you, grandpa, I don't want..."

Although the family is not very good, following the old world of the master, Ye Tian understood the principle of being greedy for small advantages and suffers great losses. It's not that you can't take your own things. You can't take advantage of it without labor.

"Take it, kid, you grandpa, you can't shout for nothing, grandpa bought it for you..." The old man laughed when he heard the words, took a Monkey King's sugar man and handed it to Ye Tian.

This Monkey King's Sugar Man is a set. Not only is the Sugar Man beautiful, but also a g rice bowl. There is a lot of syrup in Sun Wukong's stomach.

When you don't want to play, you can make a small hole in Monkey Sun's buttocks to let the sugar flow out, and then use a rice bowl and eat it with the bowl with sugar. It is the favorite of children, but it is also the most expensive. One costs 80 cents.

Guo Xiaolong was also very proud to show off in front of his classmates. Seeing Ye Tian's refusal, he said, "Ye Tian, uncle, give it to you, just take it..."

Ye Tian really likes this Sun Monkey Sugar Man. After thinking about it for a moment, he said, "Okay, the elders give it to me. I dare not say goodbye. Thank you, Grandpa!"

"Ha ha, Xiaolong, your classmate is very polite..."

After hearing Ye Tian's words, the old man smiled and didn't care. There was only one Sun Monkey Sugar Man on the shelf. He paid for two Sugar Man, and then stood by and watched the hawker blow the Sugar Man with relish. This craft can only be seen in China.

"How about it, let me show him a face..."

Ye Tian is still not used to taking other people's things for nothing. After thinking about it, he looked at the old man and said silently, "Turtle shell, turtle shell, come out..."

There was nothing he could do. The tortoise shell in his mind was haunted, and Ye Tian didn't know how to call it out. He said "toise shell" for a long time, but there was no movement at all.

"Sshu cang!" In desperation, Ye Tian suddenly remembered the two words in the middle of the tortoise shell and tried to recite it in his heart.

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PS: This chapter has written a little childhood memory, which is rare now. Maybe it can still be seen at temple fairs in some places. Ha ha, friends who feel the same way can go to the book review area to chat.

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