"Lord Stove, listen up! Our Qin family is busy talking about sugar!".

"My father and mother, why will the house be prosperous next year?".

Qin Dafu and Li Lan said in unison

"Pigs are fat, cows are strong! chickens and ducks are flocks of geese!"

"The grain is full of hoards, the grain is full of warehouses! The wind and rain are smooth and don't panic!".

"Father and mother, filial piety of children!, harmony and beauty, health and health!".

"Neighbors, friends, every house is busy!".

"No disaster, no disaster!

······

The ballad has a unique rhythm.

Qin Feng's action of pulling sugar also has a rhythmic beauty.

Semi-solid liquid maltose hung from a sugar hook.

It was stretched, folded, and rubbed ······ by Qin Feng

The steps are repeated repeatedly.

The air keeps coming in.

The temperature cools down gradually.

Soon.

Originally dark yellow, not very formed sugar ball.

In Qin Feng's hands, it turned into an off-white, long bar of maltose strips!

After the ballad ends.

Li Lan immediately brought it and washed it to dry, and spread a large wooden basin with a layer of white sesame seeds.

After placing the wooden basin.

Li Lan took out a long cotton rope.

While the sugar bars are not yet fully set.

Measure the distance of a bundle from the bottom upwards, and make a circle of cotton rope with both hands.

"Grunt" !!

A chubby sugar melon, the size of a baby's head, fell into a wooden basin and dipped in sesame !!

[Sugar melon, sugar melon, it's really like a little pumpkin!].

[Small, too, cute pinch!].

[Drooling brothers, is there a rich brother V I 50, I'm going to buy a sugar melon to eat?].

[Actually, the taste of sugar melon is average, the taste is okay, crispy and crispy. 】

[Although, Brother Feng's sugar melons look exceptionally delicious, what's the matter?].

When Brother Feng was pulling candy just now, the atmosphere of a family of three rapping was sweeter than sugar!].

[One thing to say, this ballad is a hundred times better than those raper singles!].

[Aren't you talking nonsense, one is a sincere hope for a better life, and the other is a brainless pretending to be better than moaning without disease, and it is not at the same grade at all, right?].

[This year's flavor, scratch the ground and come up!!].

Soon.

More than 20 chubby, round, and sesame sugar melons appeared in front of everyone.

"Qin Feng, can I taste it?"

Although it has been previously told.

The taste of sugar melon is actually average, that is, sweet.

But after watching the whole production process.

Reba still can't suppress the instinct of a foodie.

But.

This time, Li Lan didn't cling to Reba.

"Girl, you can't eat it now!".

"Part of it, I offered him the Lord of the Stove before dinner today, and asked him to say good things to heaven. "

"Part of it is for the ancestors on the twenty-ninth day of the New Year. "

"There is also a part of it, which is used for the Chinese New Year's Eve. "

"After the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, these sugar melons will all be eaten for you, and you will eat enough!"

Love to eat, love to eat.

Reba is still very sensible.

Li Lan said so.

She didn't mention eating sugar melons again.

Just as everyone was about to pack up and leave the kitchen.

Qin Feng came in with a large poke of syrup.

"Son, what are you doing here?"

"Aren't all our sugar melons ready?"

Li Lan looked puzzled.

Qin Feng patted his mother's shoulder, looked at the camera and said, "Didn't I say it before, there is a surprise for everyone." "

"Next, I will draw lucky viewers in the live broadcast room, make sugar paintings, blow candy people, and give candy ice sculptures to everyone !!."

Qin Dafu's hand that was just about to light a cigarette hung in the air: "Smash, do you still know this skill?"

"Why doesn't Dad believe it?".

Qin Feng, who put down the syrup bucket, hooked Qin Dafu's shoulder: "Dad, you won't be jealous of your dear son because of the failure of pretending, right?"

"Hahaha!".

Qin Feng's arrogant laughter.

Let Qin Dafu blow his beard and stare at him.

But he didn't have any rebuttals.

After all.

The person who blew the cowhide just now was himself.

turned his head and flashed his waist, and the person who was slapped in the face was also himself.

An old face flushed!

He Ling hurriedly quipped: "Like Uncle Qin, I don't really believe that Qin Feng will do this craft!"

"I've interviewed the inheritors of sugar art before!"

"It takes decades of skill for people to paint sugar paintings and blow candy people. "

"As for the craftsmanship of sugar ice sculpture, it seems that it has been lost, right?"

"Qin Feng, you can't brag in front of more than 30 million spectators!"

He Ling guessed.

Qin Feng probably prepared some quick molds for sugar art sugar painting sugar people.

After all, this thing is really not that easy to practice!

The idea.

It's exactly the same as a lot of viewers in the live broadcast room.

[My brother believes that Brother Feng can sing, dance, rap and play basketball, but I really don't believe that Brother Feng can also do candy art. 】

[Hehe, I predicted Brother Feng's actions! I searched on Maobao just now, and there are a lot of sugar art molds!].

[It's a coincidence, my family is the one who produces molds!All kinds of sugar paintings and sugar figures can be formed as long as they are poured into the syrup in the right proportion!].

[Brother Feng is going to be like Uncle Qin today, has he failed to pretend to be a failure?].

[If you fail, you will fail, Brother Feng is going to send us something!].

[Not to mention the sugar painting candy man made of the mold, Brother Feng's bitterness is all !!].

[I think you kid just want a bitter slit, right?].

Don't believe it?

Do you understand the system? Boy!!

Qin Feng just likes this feeling of being challenging.

Especially when you have the certainty of winning!!

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