Happy Little Scholar

"Candied Haw Lu... what is this?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of it before."

"Go over and have a look..."

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The term "candied haws of sugar" is undoubtedly a new word for people in this world.

With a sense of curiosity, pedestrians on the street looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a burly man standing there in a corner of the street, holding a long thing in his hand, with something densely inserted at the top.

Take a closer look, and you will see that those objects that are the size of abacus beads and are threaded together are just ordinary red fruits, aren't they?

Even if there is a layer of crystal clear stuff hanging on the red fruit and sesame seeds are sprinkled on top, it cannot change the fact that it is a red fruit.

"Hey, man, how do you sell this ice... ice gourd?"

A young man wearing a long gown stepped forward and asked.

"Five cents a bunch."

The honest and honest man immediately spoke and returned.

"Five cents?" The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head and left.

Red fruits are not a rare thing. You can buy several kilograms of them for one penny on the street. Only a fool would spend five pennies to buy just a few of them.

"I thought it was something rare, but it was just a few red fruits..."

"Five cents per string, this guy really dares to ask for a price."

"Tsk, there's nothing to see. Let's go, let's go..."

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Seeing that the crowd attracted by his first hawking sound quickly dissipated, the big man named Fang's heart sank involuntarily.

The thing he was most worried about happened...

"Here are five copper coins, give me a bunch." A voice came from the side. The big man surnamed Fang turned around and saw a middle-aged scribe wearing navy blue clothes. He took out five copper coins from his arms and put them on the In his hands.

This was his first customer. The man surnamed Fang was overjoyed. He hurriedly put away the money, took off a bunch of candied haws, and handed it over, "Your candied haws."

The scribe reached out to take it, and then left directly, leaving the man named Fang who wanted to get his evaluation a little disappointed.

After all, he still didn't want everything he had done these days to be in vain.

In a place where the man surnamed Fang could not see, the middle-aged scribe took a bite of the candied haws on a stick, a look of surprise flashed across his face, he glanced down at the candied haws in his hand, and murmured: "Sour and sweet, crisp and delicious, really unexpected , Hongguo actually has such a novel method..."

Because he was a little hungry, he suddenly bought a snack on the street that he had never seen before, but it brought him a different kind of surprise. A smile appeared on the middle-aged scribe's face, and his mood seemed to change. Feeling better, keep moving forward.

At this time, the man surnamed Fang, who had made his first business, had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Sugar-coated haws……"

“Delicious candied haws on a stick…”

"Candied Haw Lu, not sweet and free of charge..."

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Half an hour later, the man surnamed Fang, who shouted so hoarsely, leaned against the wall in despair, and the glimmer of hope in his heart was ruthlessly destroyed.

Until now, his second bunch of candied haws has not been sold.

It has to be said that the shape of the candied haws on a stick is still very strange, which attracted many people to come forward to ask. However, when they saw that the so-called candied haws on a stick was just a few red fruits strung together, and the asking price was even five cents, they became confused. Lost interest.

"Would you like to try selling a bunch of candied haws for one penny first?" Lao Fang said to himself helplessly, but when he thought of his uncle telling him before leaving that a bunch of candied haws must not be worth less than five penny, he could only give up the idea. .

On the street, a little further away from the young man named Fang, a naughty kid about five or six years old was holding a woman's thigh and howling.

"Be obedient, mother will prepare delicious food for you when you get back!" The woman said helplessly as she looked at her child who suddenly acted out and couldn't be coaxed no matter how hard she tried.

"No, I want to eat it now!" The naughty kid was obviously not that easy to fool, holding her legs and shaking his head.

The naughty boy who has already figured out his mother's tricks knows that what awaits him when he returns home will definitely not be delicious food, but a beating to punish him for disobedience.

Instead of stupidly waiting to get home and get beaten up, it is better to pester my mother for some benefits now. In this way, even if I go back and get a beating, it will be worth it.

Of course, the naughty child acting wildly in the street quickly attracted the attention of passers-by. The woman was looking at it with so many people, and her face was a little worried. She thought about stabilizing the child first, and then slowly educating her when she got home, but suddenly The crying next to him stopped.

He looked down and saw that the naughty kid was looking straight ahead somewhere. He swallowed, pointed in the direction of the street corner, and said, "Mom, I want that!"

After a while, the naughty kid who got his wish licked the candied haws and left with satisfaction. He was extremely fond of this delicacy that he had never eaten before.

After eating all the hawthorns, I licked the icing on the bamboo stick clean and was reluctant to throw it away. I carefully put it away and even licked the residue at the corner of my mouth. I was filled with joy and thought that I must tell a few close friends when I get home. , did not realize at all that the woman next to him had a somewhat unpleasant look on his face. The first person to greet him when he returned home was probably a severe beating...

After a whole hour, only two candied haws were sold, and Lao Fang was completely desperate.

"This time, I'm afraid that my son-in-law will be disappointed..."

With a long sigh, the big man surnamed Fang picked up the stick with the candied haws and prepared to go home. Just after taking a few steps, he suddenly heard a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him. The next moment, he found himself surrounded.

A group of naughty children surrounded Lao Fang. The oldest one was only ten years old. They all looked at Lao Fang with excited eyes------the candied haws in their hands.

The naughty child standing in the front was about five or six years old. Lao Fang had just seen him. His second business was taken care of by him.

The naughty kid covered his butt with one hand, with tears on his face, pointing at the string of candied haws, and said: "This is it, you will know whether I lied to you or not!"

After that, the naughty kid stretched out his little hand, showing the five copper coins in his palm, and shouted: "Uncle, I want a string of candied haws!"

"I want one too!"

"And me!"

"I want two strings!"

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The naughty kids chattered one after another, and Lao Fang looked at the white little hands stretched out, with a confused expression on his face.

On the street, a passing girl looked at a group of cheerful naughty kids whizzing past her in confusion. Everyone held a bamboo stick in their hands and ate something sweet. When they looked forward, they saw the big man carrying a strange stick.

The power of the naughty kid should not be underestimated. The candied haws were reduced by half at once, and replaced by a pile of copper coins in his pocket.

"Excuse me, how much is this?"

Just when Old Fang was standing there in a daze, a pleasant voice came from the side.

Looking at the very pretty girl standing next to him, Fang's face turned red and he said, "Five, five coins..."

"Okay, give me one..." The girl nodded and said with a smile.

After taking a bite, her mouth was instantly filled with a sour and sweet taste. The girl's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and she took out a small piece of silver from her beautiful purse, pointing to the remaining candied haws: "I want all of these!"