get married, dough maker

After Mianrensun's will was announced, there was a great uproar on the Internet.

The people who had been mocking Sun Shunan for monopolizing the inheritance all turned around after reading the contract, accusing Sun Donghui and his son of not taking responsibility.

As long as they have a skill of inheriting face-making grandchildren, it will not cause this situation.

Netizens even launched various discussions on the Internet.

Some people think that Mian Rensun is old and confused, and he should distribute his inheritance equally to his children.

There are also people who think that Dian Rensun is doing the right thing, "Traditional craftsmanship cannot be lost. If this is lost, who will inherit Dian Rensun's craftsmanship?"

"Traditional crafts can be inherited by apprentices. Who says you have to inherit them from your own children?"

"I think it may be because there are no apprentices to inherit, so the face-to-face grandson hopes that his children can inherit it."

"I don't understand. It's just a small noodle man. What is there to inherit?"

"Children don't understand and don't talk nonsense, they will be caught by the teacher and punished for homework."

"I'm not a child, and I don't understand why this meaningless traditional craft should be inherited."

"What is meaningless? What traditional crafts represent is not what you see, it represents history, but also our culture!"

"I understand what you're saying, but I still don't understand what's the use of kneading small dough figurines? If it's for the sake of looking good, isn't the current handmade one delicious?"

"Who said small noodles can't be handmade?"

"Can?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let you see and see, the picture above!"

A netizen posted a picture.

It was a face sculpture of Vulcan.

Vulcan's face is majestic and lifelike.Surrounded by flames, stepping on brown-red rocks, holding a magic weapon...

Netizens exploded instantly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! So handsome!"

"Please ask for a link, where did you buy it?"

"Same request!"

"Let me ask weakly, the dough figurines won't be broken, right?"

"Don't worry upstairs, there are preservatives in the current dough sculptures, not for you to eat them, they can be stored for a long time."

"Will it fade?"

"will not."

"How do you know it won't?"

"Hey, it's useless to talk to laymen. You should go and experience it yourself. If you learn it well, you can do it yourself."

"It's a good idea, but where can I learn about dough modeling?"

"Are you stupid? We just talked about the grandson of Dianren. His granddaughter is promoting dough figurines now."

"Ah, I want to learn! Who knows the address where Sun Shunan teaches dough figurines? How much is the tuition?"

"I know, because I went to study a class." Some netizens stood up and showed off a few photos.

The photos are from the sweet time dessert shop and some photos of the classroom on the second floor.

"Yingcheng Sweet Time Dessert Shop was opened by Sun Shunan. As long as you spend in the shop, you can go to the second floor to learn dough sculpture for free."

"It's expensive, isn't it?"

Netizens posted consumption bills again.

"The price is very good value, don't worry, the pastry chefs in the shop are very skilled."

"To be honest, the desserts in their store are really good, and they can definitely compare with the desserts in big hotels."

"I don't believe it, unless someone invites me to eat it."

"Is there a group of friends to eat desserts? Oh no, is it a team to learn dough modeling?"

"I me me!"

"Count me in too."

"Is there anyone from Yingcheng East District? I'm free next Monday."

……

Sweet Time Dessert Shop.

Bai Su and the others looked at the long queue outside the store, and were shocked from ear to ear.

"Have all the dessert shops in Yingcheng closed down? Why do we have a long line here?" Song Tangtang asked very embarrassingly.

Bai Su and Haining glared at her at the same time, "Crow mouth."

Song Tangtang covered her mouth, "Don't you think it's scary, so many people came all of a sudden."

More than the last media interview.

Yu Hailin and Kim Jong-an remained calm, "It should be because Sun's will was published in the newspaper."

"Such a big impact?" Song Tangtang was surprised.

"That's the grandson of the pastry man. He is not only a pastry chef, but also a dough sculpture artist. Do you understand the difference between an artist and a pastry chef?" Yu Hailin gestured with his hands, "If we say that Kim Jong-an and I have the same ability? If there are so many, then there are so many face-to-face grandchildren.”

"Sun Shunan's grandfather is so powerful." Song Tangtang exclaimed.

Even though they already knew the title of face grandson, they were still shocked by Yu Hailin's description.

Sun Shunan became the busiest person in the store.

She spends almost all day in class on the second floor.

Many people who come to learn dough figurines first ask whether they can use dough figurines as figures.

Sun Shunan showed them the dough figurines in the store, as well as some photos of the dough figurines.

The people who came to study exclaimed again and again.

"I thought the dough figurines were just making little things like Monkey King, but they can be made so beautifully."

"I don't think I can do it...my hand is a piece of crap."

"I also think I may not learn."

Sun Shunan encouraged them, "Start with the simplest ones, and then slowly make more difficult works."

After one class, many people made their first dough sculptures in their lives.

Although it is far less exquisite than hand-made ones, it is something they made with their own hands, and they all feel a sense of accomplishment and pride.

There was joy in the classroom.

People left with their beloved works, and many left their phone numbers in the store, asking Sun Shunan what time each class was.

Sun Shunan was busy when he suddenly heard Song Tangtang cough twice from behind him.

She turned her head and saw Song Tangtang standing at the stairs and winking at her.

Only then did Sun Shunan notice that her father, Sun Donghui, had entered and was staring at her aggressively.

Sun Shunan didn't panic, and continued to greet the customers who had just come upstairs to sit down and wait for the class.

Song Tangtang didn't go downstairs either, but stayed behind to help Sun Shunan tidy up the things left in the previous class.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Yu said, if he dares to make trouble today, he and Uncle Jin will come up and teach her a lesson." Song Tangtang whispered to Sun Shunan.

Sun Shunan smiled at her, "Don't worry, I won't be afraid anymore."

Yes, she will never be afraid again, the person who is afraid now should be Sun Donghui.

Sun Shunan ignored Sun Donghui and started class directly.

Sun Donghui was a little embarrassed standing there alone, he hesitated for a while and found a chair to sit down.

Song Tangtang worked as an assistant for Sun Shunan, but her eyes were always fixed on Sun Donghui, fiercely.

Sun Donghui sat bored, he wanted to wait for a suitable opportunity to talk to Sun Shunan.

After his father's will appeared in the newspaper, all his efforts were in vain.

Including those who had sympathized with their family before, now they are mocking them in turn.

He came to question Sun Shunan today, he wanted to ask her why she made her grandfather's will public.

She just wanted to see her family suffer bad luck so much?

Having nothing to do, he looked at the people in the classroom.

Suddenly his eyes fell on a stylishly dressed woman.

The woman was in her 40s, and she was wearing famous brands, and the leather bag on the table was also high-end custom-made.

Like everyone else in the classroom, she listened attentively to Sun Shunan's lecture and pinched the dough sculpture in her hand.

However, Sun Donghui was shocked when he saw the woman's side face, as if he saw a ghost...