Chapter 1 is here! I will go and meditate for a while.△↗,—

Finally, Ge Datian's clone also gave Wei Xiaobei a few words, saying that the general idea was to learn and practice in the mortal world first, otherwise, even if you go to the City God Temple, you might not be able to learn anything.

After leaving these words, Ge Datian's clone immediately crawled back to Wei Xiaobei's body and disappeared.

Wei Xiaobei was in deep thought at this time and sorted out all the things he needed to do during this period.

Finally, Wei Xiaobei heard Huang Kun say that a temple fair was being held near the Chenghuang Temple in Cuihu City, which triggered Wei Xiaobei's inspiration. He immediately decided to go out for a walk to find inspiration to see if there are any more outstanding handicrafts people. He followed it and saw if he could activate this skill.

If you can, it will be much more convenient for you.

When he heard that his master was going to visit the temple fair, Huang Kun and Zhu Xinyi were the first to respond, and Zhao Guang also had a little excitement on his face. For Zhao Guang, he had never heard of the temple fair before. He felt very excited just by listening to Huang Kun's description.

After hearing this, Andrei also joined the battle together and changed into Tang suits.

By the way, in Wei Xiaobei's opinion, Andre's family is not bad in Tang suits, but their face cannot be changed, and no matter how you look at it, it has a foreign flavor.

As for the young men who were transformed by the gangsters, they had no right to make decisions. They were just a group of small followers, so how dare they not follow them?

Hehe, no matter Zhao Guang or Huang Kun or Zhu Xinyi, it is enough for them to cry and call their parents.

However, for this trip, Wei Xiaobei solemnly changed into a windbreaker, a scarf wrapped around his neck, sunglasses, and a hat on his head, just like a big star avoiding paparazzi.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but smile.

Wei Xiaobei felt helpless, there was no way to do this.

I have too high charm. With the effect of Pan An, I am now during the day. If I don’t dress up like this, I will be eaten alive by those crazy women before I even walked to the temple fair.

Seeing Wei Xiaobei dressing out, everyone had smiles on their faces, but in the end they were suppressed by the angry Wei Xiaobei one by one.

There is no way, the only one among these people who can compete with Wei Xiaobei was Zhao Guang, but Zhao Guang obeyed Wei Xiaobei only, which made Huang Kun, who was trying to encourage Zhao Guang to resist, even two small bags were added to his head.

I have to say that Wei Xiaobei, who was fully armed, did weaken his charm. After hugging his face with a scarf and putting on sunglasses, the effect of looking like Pan An disappeared immediately.

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw the women on the street not showing any strangeness when he saw her.

I have to say that sometimes, being too handsome is a burden.

The off-road vehicle was still in the Fengtoushan parking lot, and Wei Xiaobei only remembered it now. However, it was too late to ask Zhou Xingyuan to help him pick up the car, so a group of people took two taxis and went straight to the Chenghuang Temple in Cuihu City.

Cuihu City City City City City City City City City City City City is located in the north of the city and was destroyed by the war decades ago. The current City City City Temple was built several years ago by major wealthy businessmen in Cuihu City.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the number of people returning to Cuihu City from all over the country for the New Year has also increased, which has made the cars on the street more and more crowded.

It took almost an hour's car to arrive outside the Chenghuang Temple.

It is five or six hundred meters away from Chenghuang Temple, but the taxi can no longer move, and there are crowds of people in front of you and cars cannot get through.

Looking at the crowded crowd, Wei Xiaobei frowned.

For a guy like him who has experienced a lot in the gray world, being too close to others will cause a feeling of discomfort.

Simply put, it is insecure.

Although Wei Xiaobei's strength is enough to kill all the people here, the discomfort will not disappear because of his strength.

"Andre. You are in front of you, Zhao Guang, on your left, Huang Kun's right, we are in the middle, squeeze in together!"

Wei Xiaobei was like a general. After arranging troops, he began to act.

I have to say that Andre, a Nordic big guy, is indeed easy to use. He rushed to the front and shouted loudly in Chinese with a blunt foreign accent: "Give it, let it go."

Not to mention that he is strong enough, even if he steps on someone's feet and sees that he is a foreign friend, the other party is embarrassed to scold the country.

There is no way, in front of the foreigner, we have to maintain the polite demeanor of the Supreme People's Republic of China.

As for Zhao Guang and Huang Kun, although they were young, they were like Mount Tai among the crowd. If someone wanted to squeeze through them and hit them, they would feel like they were hitting a mountain.

With these three powerful laborers, Wei Xiaobei, Zhu Xinyi, and even Andre's family, a few young people easily broke through the periphery and entered the square in front of the City God Temple.

The square in front of Chenghuang Temple is different from the city center square. The city center square is a landmark building complex that shows the style of Cuihu City, while this Chenghuang Temple Square is specially used for temple fairs during festivals.

Here, there are all kinds of snacks, including art, fortune tellers, fortune-tellers, and a series of antique stalls, etc.

In short, this place will become extremely lively when it comes to holidays.

To be honest, it was the first time Wei Xiaobei has been to Cuihu City for so long that he went to this Chenghuang Temple Square to watch the temple fair.

You should know that in Baita County, Wei Xiaobei’s hometown, there is no such lively place. At most, during the Chinese New Year, people dance dragon lanterns and parade in the streets, but there are no temple fairs.

"Everyone brings their cell phones, right? I gather here at noon and now I'm disbanding."

When he arrived at the flagpole in the middle of the square, Wei Xiaobei saw everyone with excitement on his face, and looked around, and simply let everyone play with their own things.

After hearing what Wei Xiaobei said, Huang Kun jumped up excitedly, pulled Zhao Guang, and entered the crowd in a flash. After a few strokes, he disappeared.

Zhu Xinyi hugged a few teenagers around her. Whoever was disobedient was just a few of them, and they followed Zhu Xinyi honestly with their heads covering their heads.

Andre's family naturally walked together, looking at each street stall, as if they wanted to find treasures from the street stall.

Everyone dispersed and soon all of them mingled into the crowd and disappeared.

Wei Xiaobei looked around and saw a lot of children surrounding a candy painting stall, so he walked slowly over.

He didn't choose this sugar painting stall, he just wanted to go around and see if he could use his luck to open some skills.

This sugar painting is one of the famous handicrafts in Chinese folk, and is mainly circulated in the Sichuan Province area. The tools it uses are extremely simple, including a small stove, two spoons, a flat shovel and a smooth marble slab. Of course, a turntable is indispensable. It is covered with various animals, most of which are mainly composed of the twelve zodiac signs, plus dragons, phoenixes, dragonflies, butterflies, etc.

Most of the sugar is put into a tablespoon with white sugar, add a small amount of water, and simmer until the sugar water is tied. The color is topaz and you can pour it on the marble slab.

Since this is a handicraft, the artist's hands are the key.

This sugar painting is one of Wei Xiaobei's favorites when he was a child.

There are now intelligent machines that can automatically make sugar paintings. It is said to be a revolution in the traditional sugar painting process. When Wei Xiaobei saw this news for the first time, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

This handicraft naturally needs to be made by hand to taste. It is made by machines. What is the difference between it and those products that come out of the assembly line? It completely loses that meaning.

Wei Xiaobei stood by the stall and looked for a while, nodded. The sugar painting artist's skills are indeed good. The sugar cakes are neither thick nor thin, with exquisite shapes and pinched in place. He has been at least twenty years of attainment in this sugar painting.

"Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!"

A child paid the money and turned the turntable, and couldn't help but scream loudly.

Unfortunately, the child was not lucky, and the pointer finally landed on a dragonfly, which made the child look frustrated.

It's very simple. The amount of sugar paintings is naturally related to the shape.

For example, the two shapes of dragon and phoenix use the most materials, while dragonflies and butterflies undoubtedly use less materials.

As for Wei Xiaobei's favorite when he was a child, his favorite was the simple sugar cake, the thick one, which was enough to compare with the dragon and phoenix, but it could make his tongue lick for longer.

After watching for a while, Wei Xiaobei felt that he had learned some, and he couldn't help but feel itchy.

It happened that the sugar painter got up, looked around and couldn't help but look anxious.

Wei Xiaobei didn't need to look at it and knew that this sugar painter was anxious to pee.

But now the business is so good and no one replaces him, which really makes him anxious.

"Master, go to the bathroom and lend me this stall to use. I'll play with it. This is the deposit."

As Wei Xiaobei spoke, he handed over five hundred-dollar bills.

The sugar painter was about forty years old, with a flushed face and a little embarrassed.

Indeed, when a stranger suddenly appears and says these words, everyone will worry about something wrong.

But in the end, the strong desire to pee defeated the sugar painter. He thought, it was five hundred yuan here, and the total amount of his own stall was less than five hundred yuan, so what was he afraid of?

Thinking of this, the sugar painter took the money and rushed into the crowd and headed straight to the public toilet.

Seeing the sugar painter leave, the children around him couldn't help but feel depressed. After all, within the entire temple fair, the sugar painter uses the thickest materials and the most exquisite skills.

These children are not as stupid as adults think, and they are also very good at calculating.

Just when these children were about to turn around and leave, Wei Xiaobei sat in the seat behind the stall and began to call out business: "Now, the top ten children can draw a candy painting for free, who will come first?"

When he heard Wei Xiaobei's words, the stall suddenly became boiling.

No, who doesn't want this free thing?
Chapter completed!