Chapter 8 Drawing Candy

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Cao Xi and Qin Zhao squatted on the street corner, looking for their targets in the crowd.

"I heard from the buffalo that there will be a temple fair in two days. Let's go and have a look then."

After Cao Xi got no reply, he looked back at Qin Zhao and found that he was staring at a father and son.

The father is holding a boy who is the same age as Qin Zhao. The boy is holding painted candy and smiling happily. The picture is warm and dazzling.

"Let's go buy some painting candies." Cao Xi grabbed Qin Zhao's hand and stood up.

"Don't spend money indiscriminately. Our money is used to buy a big house."

Qin Zhao's depressed mood was shattered by Cao Xi's sentence of buying painted candy.

"Hey, you little brat, why are you so stingy? Your little money can buy you a big house. I'll buy you painted candies."

Qin Zhao is protective and stingy. Ever since he discovered Cao Xi's lavish spending, he has become an old man who is the housekeeper. Of course, he has never really made the decision.

"How much does a painted candy cost?" Cao Xi dragged Qin Zhao to the painted candy stall.

The boss thought there were customers coming to the door, but unexpectedly it turned out to be two beggars. "Go to the side and beg for food. Don't hinder my business here."

"Boss, you don't have any business now, so just draw one for me and we'll pay you."

Cao Xi didn't pay attention to the boss's words. After all, this was the only place where the candy was drawn.

The boss raised the painted sugar spoon and said with a ferocious expression, "You stinky beggar, I'll beat you to death if you don't leave." As for giving money, the boss didn't believe it at all.

The boss's arrogant attitude made Qin Zhao anxious: "Let's go, Cao Xi, we won't buy it. We can't let him earn it even if he has money." If a candy seller is so awesome, why can't he go to heaven?

The boss finally looked at Qin Zhao and felt that he was short-tempered and laughed at him, "Can you afford eight cents each?"

When Qin Zhao heard about the eight cents, he was really reluctant to part with it. Cao Xi hated to see others bullying Qin Zhao.

"Whether you can afford it or not is not up to you, it's up to me. Now I don't want to buy it. My brother is right. Money can't be earned by people like you." After saying that, he took Qin Zhao's hand and ran away. open.

Cao Xi: "Qin Zhao, don't be angry, let's go buy Sister Tang and paint it for you personally."

When Qin Zhao heard that Cao Xi had not forgotten about the painted candy, he stamped his feet anxiously. Why was he so stubborn and refused to listen to anything he said.

Cao Xi came to a grocery store that often sold condiments. The waiters knew Cao Xi and Qin Zhao, and they were the only beggars who could enter the grocery store to buy condiments.

Cao Xi: "Brother, how do you sell candy?"

Guy: "Eighteen cents and half a catty"

When Qin Zhao heard that the eighteen articles were only half a catty, he immediately covered his pocket and refused to let go.

Cao Xi: "Can it be cheaper? I want to buy a pound."

When Qin Zhao heard that Cao Xi wanted to buy a pound, he turned around and ran away without saying a word to stop him.

However, Cao Xi pulled him back by his collar and stood obediently beside Cao Xi.

Qin Zhao stared at Cao Xi, thinking that when he grows up, he will pluck Cao Xi's collar every day so that she can't run away and stand obediently.

"Then thirty-four Wen"

The clerk knew that it was not easy for Cao Xi and the others. They bought very little every time, so buying so much this time was probably useful.

Just as Cao Xi was about to agree, Qin Zhao interjected, "Can thirty-two yuan be enough?" Qin Zhao looked at the guy with wet eyes.

The clerk was a little embarrassed. The shopkeeper, who had been settling accounts, said, "Sell it to them."

The shopkeeper has a young son who is as old as Qin Zhao and wants to dominate the martial arts world with a stick all day long.

Most of the money saved during this period was spent in one go, and my little heart couldn't bear it.

Cao Xi saw Qin Zhao's frown and said with a smile, "Sister, I'll make some candies for you tonight. I'm looking for some wild fruits and let's dip them in sugar and sell them after the temple fair."

Qin Zhao glanced at Cao Xi with his eyes, he was really worried. After spending so much money, I’m still thinking about painting candy.

In the evening, Cao Xi found a clean stone by the river, built an earthen stove next to it, poured sugar into a bowl and kept stirring.

"Do you really want to make painted candy?"

Qin Zhao was a little worried. Although there was very little sugar in the bowl, he was still afraid that Cao Xi would waste the sugar. Painting sugar would be bitter if it was not done well.

"Don't worry, I will succeed. Just wait and eat."

Qin Zhao swallowed and stared at the candy in the bowl. He wanted to eat painted candy.

Cao Xi took a small stick and twisted it into the reddish sugar, took it out and handed it to Qin Zhao, "Taste it to see if it's sweet."

Qin Zhao took it and licked it carefully with his tongue. His eyes were filled with stars. "It's sweet." He hadn't eaten sweets since his parents passed away.

Cao Xi used a spoon to draw an imperfect horse on the stone. She was an interior designer in her previous life and had some painting skills. She didn't expect that drawing sugar would be so difficult. Fortunately, she didn't plan to use it to make money.

Qin Zhao watched Cao Xi draw the shape of the horse bit by bit, and the anticipation in his eyes grew bigger and bigger.

Cao Xi finished the painting and handed it to Qin Zhao "the unique horse"

"Thanks"

Qin Zhao tasted it carefully. It was sweet. Next time, he couldn't watch others eating. It would cost too much money.

Cao Xi: "We won't go begging these two days. Let's go to the mountains to pick some wild fruits."

Qin Zhao: "Wild fruits are not delicious, they are very sour."

"Don't we have a lot of sugar left? Wild fruits dipped in sugar are delicious."

"There's a temple fair in two days, let's take it and try to sell it."

"Then I will pick more fruits." Qin Zhao's big eyes narrowed as he ate.

"You help me make a stick"

"Can"

Cao Xi twisted the remaining candies together with a small stick and made them into lollipops for Qin Zhao to eat.

Cao Xi didn't like sweet food, so he only tasted a small bite during the making process and gave the rest to Qin Zhao.

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He returned to the temple and explained the situation to Li Feng, and wouldn't go with them for the next two days.

Li Feng didn't raise any objection. After all, everyone has their own goals to achieve.

Xiaorui saw Qin Zhao holding a lollipop in his hand and wanted to eat it too. She ran to Qin Zhao and said, "Brother Zhao, I want to eat candy too."

Qin Zhao saw Xiaorui's warning light flashing. It was a big deal. How could he give away thirty-two yuan of candy?

Qin Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly and felt displeased. He turned his head and went straight to bed with his back to Xiao Rui without saying anything. His rejection was obvious.

Seeing Qin Zhao's behavior, Cao Xi thought to himself, you won't be able to find a wife when you grow up.

Xiaorui looked at the ruthless Qin Zhao, feeling aggrieved and could only go to her brother.

"Next time, don't ask for food from him," Xiaochuan said while hugging his sister.

Xiaorui: "He has eaten candy, and I want to eat it too."

Xiaochuan stared at Qin Zhao's back and said sharply, "He won't give it to you. You have to beg like a kind person."

Qin Zhao turned around unconvinced and said, "I am a kind person. Cao Xi made this specially for me, so I can't give it to you."

Cao Xi's face was full of dark lines, as if you had given food to others before.

The other children in the temple envied Qin Zhao because his sister could do everything and was also good at begging.

He always pampers Qin Zhao, who is not in the same group as them, and will have to separate sooner or later, just like Li Feng, who wants to fly solo.