The people around started to make noise.
"Coming, coming!" When Chen Xing saw them approaching, he picked up his camera and prepared to capture some pictures.
The dragon dance team is the leader. The person holding the dragon ball was walking in front. The dragon ball looked like a large lollipop, but for some reason the dragon ball kept spinning at high speed. Chen Xing saw that the hand holding it didn't move much.
The dragon is mighty and domineering. The red and yellow scales and the domineering dragon head may be to highlight the atmosphere of the New Year. The dragon dance players also wear red training clothes, with yellow belts tied around their waists, and the dragons are embroidered on the red clothes, which is very beautiful.
If you don't look at people, just look at the dragon, you will find that the dragon swims very smoothly, and it feels like flowing clouds and water when flying.
Chen Jie said: "This is not something that can be practiced in a few days. It is all real skills." Chen Minmin also nodded and said: "I am a professional in eating this kind of food. How can I not be a professional? What's next?" The dragon passed in front of them quickly, followed by several lions.
Lion dances usually involve two people. The appearance of the lions is different, but generally speaking, they are very cute. Children will not feel scared when they are in front of children. They can blink and open and close their mouths, and they are very agile.
These lions are not as calm as the dragon dance. They will jump up to the crowd and bite people with their movable mouths. Then they find that they can't bite, so they jump up and down in anger.
Sometimes the team would stop for a while to give the men a break. But others are not idle either. The lion on the mat will still move its head and wag its tail.
Some brave children will grab the tails of these lions, and then the lions will stand up and start playing with these children again.
Chen Xing took a lot of photos and said to the people around him: "Sure enough, I put on the mask but also took it off. Who would have thought that they are all adults? It's so fun."
"It's not necessarily all adults. You can't see the faces anyway, so there might be children." That's what he said, but judging from their height and body shape, they couldn't be young people. Some of them are a bit fat. The age must be 25 and up.
But in terms of mentality, he is very young. Of course, the lion is a little naughty, but not scary. The scariest thing is probably the big black bull that comes after.
This black cow is very tall, with a shoulder height of more than two meters. It has a huge face and horns. I don’t know what materials are used for its figure. It shows the strength of the cow and looks very strong.
He also likes to hump all over the place. Unlike the cute lion, this big black bull didn't jump around when it hit people, but suddenly turned around, lowered its head and rushed towards the crowd, scaring the children who rushed into the performance team to watch the fun. I have to retreat continuously.
After all, his size and huge horns are very intimidating. There is also a man carrying a basket with green grass in it and wearing a big straw hat holding a rope.
When the cow was disobedient, he would pull the rope forward to stop the cow from scaring people.
From time to time, some small trucks would drive by, and the enclosures of the trucks would be removed, and a stage would be set up for the band to play gongs and drums.
Several people were very happy to see it. This is called Chinese New Year. After the team had passed by, half an hour had passed. Chen Xing asked Chen Minmin, "Let's go to that fortune-telling stall." Today, all the shops in Xinchang Ancient Town are very popular, and even for fortune-telling, you need to queue up. .
The stall was set up by an old man with a white beard wearing a Taoist priest's clothes. The old man looked very attractive, and he was so skinny that he could also be called an immortal Taoist.
Anyway, if this kind of Taoist priest gets fat, he won't have that taste anymore. When he looked at Chen Xing, his eyes lit up.
These clothes, this face, this hairstyle... it's not simple.
"What do you want to ask, handsome guy?"
"Asking about marriage." Chen Minmin asked from behind him: "How much is it?"
"Let's not talk about money first. I'll do the math for you first." Chen Minmin probably had been fooled by things like not talking about money before, so she was very sensitive and asked: "It's better that we agree on how much money it is first."
"Fate issues vary from person to person. It's easy to calculate and the fees are naturally very cheap. But this handsome guy has a fortune of being rich and powerful. If he overcomes some ups and downs, his future achievements will be limitless."
"How much is it?" Chen Minmin asked again.
"..."
"Eight hundred!"
"Let's go!!!" Chen Minmin pulled Chen Xing and walked out, forget it. Who really believes this?
If you are cheaper and let everyone chat casually, I will treat it as money for chatting with you. If you say it here, it will cost several hundred yuan. Then I might as well use it for a meal. Eight hundred yuan is enough for five of them to eat for a day. .
Chen Zhong has no ability to make money now, so he only has a little pocket money. He asked in surprise: "Is fortune telling so expensive?" His brother said: "This is not just a side dish. I think your Brother Xing is a rich man, so that's why it is so expensive. Didn't you listen to what he said? The price is different depending on the fate. If you go, I will only charge you ten yuan." Chen Xing also smiled.
"Okay, we can't calculate marriage. Let's continue walking?" Chen Zhong jumped out quickly and said: "Everyone is minding his own business. Let's go to the square to have a look and call him later." He came with his girlfriend. He must be looking for her. Opportunities slip away to play by yourself.
When Chen Jie saw this, he also said: "Then I'll go find my friend, and you guys want to go shopping by yourself?" Chen Xing said ok.
Chen Jie went to high school here, so he is so familiar with Xinchang. We made an appointment to drive back at five o'clock in the evening, and they dispersed in their respective directions. Chen Zhong took his young girlfriend and Chen Minmin towards the square, while Chen Xing went to a place with fewer people.
There are many things to take pictures in the ancient town, and it suits his style very well. People abroad always say that Chen Xing's shooting style is very Chinese-style. Now he will shoot more works in this style. Maybe he will be able to open a photography exhibition dedicated to Chinese style in the future.
Just open it outside the Academy of Fine Arts in Paris and piss them off! The last time I came here, I came with my elders, so we walked along the main road, bought some tofu and went home.
This is the first time for Chen Xing to be able to roam around freely. He saw a Catholic church that had been established for many years on a corner of the street.
It was very noisy outside, but it was very quiet when you walked in. There was no priest in the church for a long time, there were only some old tables and chairs, a stage with a cross, and an old man looking after the house.
Chen Xing took a few photos here. When he saw the old man sitting quietly on the audience's prayer seat with a thermos cup, he went over and asked.
"Uncle, are there still people who believe in religion here?" The old man shook his head and said, "Maybe it's just me. People come here occasionally, but most of them are tourists. There is still no soil for the development of Christianity in Sichuan Province. Therefore, the government has made several concessions I don’t even agree to being a priest here.”
"Why? There must be a priest in the church."
"Without believers, what's the use of a priest? Being a priest here can't save anyone, it can only deceive the tourists who come here. And I don't have the ability to be the Lord's shepherd, I'm just a lamb." Chen Xing looked at the spacious room and asked, "Is this church yours?"
"Yes." As he was talking, another group of tourists came in. They were also a group of young people. They didn't know how to worship when they came to the church. They clasped their hands and stood in front of the cross and bowed, which was regarded as worshiping God.
The tradition of the Chinese people has come and gone, and you won’t suffer any loss if you pay your respects. Chen Xing found it very interesting, so he stood aside and took pictures of their performance, and said to them: "Hello, I took some photos for you. They are very interesting. Can you add me as a friend? I will give you the photos." He said it to a boy.
This kind of team has both men and women. If Chen Xing asks for the WeChat accounts of those girls, there is no chance that the girl will have a boyfriend. It will not be good if others are dissatisfied.
The boy was confused. But a girl reacted quickly, stepped forward and pushed the man away and said, "Add me, just add me. Handsome, where are you from? Are you from Chengdu? Let's hang out together when we have time." Chen Xingjia He contacted her on WeChat and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll show you the photos first. I'll do some editing at night and then send them to you." Chen Xing felt that these photos were taken very well, and they can be posted after some repairs. Go to your own website.
That's why he added these people as friends and gave them a copy of the repaired photos.
"Okay, okay!" The girl was confused. Friends around me are laughing. The old man guarding the church was also smiling. He was still sitting in the same position, holding the thermos cup in both hands, smiling kindly.
Chen Xing felt that if this old man was willing to be the priest of this church, he would probably do a better job than many priests.
After the group of young people left, Chen Xing asked the old man.
"I'm a photographer, can I take a picture of you?"
"I?"
"Well, is that okay?"
"Okay, okay, I, am I okay?"
"You have a very good temperament." The old man stood up. He was wearing a white shirt, a red scarf, a blue velvet overalls, and black pants. He looked like an ordinary old man, but Chen Xing saw his Brilliance.
Facing the camera, the old man seemed at a loss and asked, "Where should I stand?"
"In this way, just look at me." Chen Xing took a few random pictures for him. Obviously, these pictures were useless. The old man's body was too stiff. After a few pictures, the old man got used to Chen Xing's shooting. The body relaxed.
Only then did Chen Xing start to get serious and look for light to take pictures. Finally, Chen Xing's favorite photo is the photo of him sitting on a chair, holding a thermos cup in both hands, looking at the camera with a smile.
This photo was taken by Chen Xing. For ordinary people, captured photos are the most spiritual. The background of the photo is an angel photo on the side wall. The light shines in from the window on the wall. This is a very natural angel light. It has a sacred feeling when it hits the person. With the old man’s smiling expression, he is like a person. An angel descends to earth.
Chen Xing likes this kind of photo very much. After taking it back and retouching it, it should be no worse than an old Tibetan person. Unexpectedly, he could take such good photos in such a small place. Chen Xing was very satisfied and took out a hundred yuan in cash and put it in the donation box on the podium.
This is the red envelope he received last night. Seeing Chen Xing donating money to the church, the old man said: "Thank you." Many people came in to visit. Chen Xing smiled and shook his head at the old man to express his welcome, and then walked out slowly.
The cold wind was howling outside and it felt a bit cold. It wasn't warm inside the church originally, but it was because of that person that the originally cold room began to feel warm.
As I continued walking on the street, I suddenly smelled the aroma of wine. I followed the smell and found that it was a traditional brewery. The wine and koji were placed outside. A man was shoveling a shovel onto a tricycle, not knowing what to do with it.
Chen Xing stepped forward and asked, "Boss, did you make the wine yourself?"
"Yes, a three-hundred-year-old wine cellar, boss, would you like to take some back to drink?" Chen Xing doesn't quite understand how good a three-hundred-year-old wine cellar is, but Chen Xing knows that this kind of old winery must have good wine. He said: "Is there anything better? I'll buy some and go back to try it." He didn't want to buy new wine, drinking it was boring.
The boss took Chen Xing to a large cellar at the back of the store and said: "These are the wines left over from the past. Boss, what year do you want? We all have Maotai-flavor liquor here. The longer it is stored, the better." Drink, and you can rest assured of the quality." Chen Xing bought ten bottles of three-pound liquor.
The bottle is very nice, a glazed clay pot. The wine in 2009 cost 600 pounds. Chen Xing didn’t know whether it was expensive or not, but Chen Xing tasted a little and found it very comfortable to drink, even more comfortable than Moutai.
They rushed back at five o'clock tonight because they wanted to have dinner at their uncle's house, and they could take it out for everyone to try.
After making an appointment for them to be sent to the road outside, Chen Xing continued to walk forward, walked down the alley for a few minutes, and found the square of Xinchang Ancient Town, where the previous dragon dance team started.
There are many people here, people doing business and playing. Chen Xing walked around a few times and saw Chen Minmin at a loop place. She held the rubber ring in her left hand and swung it forward with her right hand.
"What did you catch?" Chen Xing went over and asked.
"Ah, you're here! Hurry, help me get revenge, I want that goose!" The boss placed a big snow-white goose in the middle of a pile of gifts. It looked very good-looking, and the position was not very far back. It looked like It's not that difficult to put on.
But the goose head can move. So you can't hit it at all. Even if you hit it, the goose head will be thrown out to you.
When Chen Minmin saw Chen Xing coming, it was as if she had seen a savior. She put all the remaining circles into Chen Xing's hands, then stepped back behind Chen Xing to cheer him up, as if the previous failures were not her fault.
"It's been a long time since I played." Chen Xing moved his hands and made a clicking sound. He played with these things a lot when he was little.
He asked: "Boss, how are you doing?"
"Every one in the sleeve counts, but the one that pops out doesn't count..." the boss said with a smile. Chen Minmin bought a lot of rings from him for ten yuan, so he made at least almost a hundred.
Chen Xing tried and threw the nearest one. A little goldfish that I don’t know if I can feed. The rubber ring passed by in a flash, and it happened to fit on the transparent cup containing the goldfish.
OK, it feels pretty good.
