The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 167 The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, stealing green and stealing red

When the bald old man heard the words, his eyes flicked to Hong Kang, and they suddenly lit up.

He traveled all over the world and met many people, humble, cowardly, proud, rascal, domineering, noble...

But I have never seen anyone like Hong Kang.

Obviously standing here, but it doesn't seem to be here.

Those eyes were dark and deep, like stars in the sky.

This is no ordinary person! !
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang."

"Oh? Oh!! I was distracted just now, I'm sorry!" The bald man cupped his fists, "Old Wang Jianguo, a craftsman, I don't know your son...??"

"I'm not some rich man." Hong Kang replied, "I'm Hong Kang, I'm just a gangster. This is Zhao Xinchuan, Xiao Chuan, my little disciple, called Uncle Wang."

Zhao Xinchuan also cupped his fists and said, "Hello, Uncle Wang, my name is Zhao Xinchuan."

"Hey, so cute." Wang Jianguo said with a smile, showing his missing front teeth.

"Don't need to talk about glutinous rice balls and eaves lamps."

"Speaking of "stealing greens", it means that on the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, country people will go up the hillside with lanterns to pick some vegetables in other people's fields, and it is said that they can steal peach blossoms and love for girls."

Hong Kang became interested and asked, "How do you say that?"

Wang Jianguo said: "For example, if a young man likes a girl, he will go to her vegetable field and steal a few handfuls of her vegetables. In this way, the girl will know that a young man is in love with her."

"The young man goes home and hands over the vegetables he picked to his mother, and tells her whose family it is, so his mother will know who her son likes."

"Then the mother will cook a pot of fragrant Yangchun noodles, let the son eat it full, and hope that the son will have good luck and longevity, and then call the matchmaker to go to the girl's house to propose a marriage. It will be smooth sailing."

This is a custom in different places, and Hong Kang listened carefully, and the story is also very interesting.

Zhao Xinchuan anxiously asked: "What about "Stealing Red"?"

Wang Jianguo replied: "Sneaking into other people's gates, tearing off some Spring Festival couplets, and taking them home is called "stealing red". This green and red is called stealing, but it is not a thief. , so people don’t have to be ashamed of it, but they still have to call it “stealing.”

Hong Kang asked, "Why?"

Wang Jianguo replied, "Because most of the people who do these things are women, and they don't want others to see them. Why don't they do it openly? It's just because it's something that women want to be "appropriate to men."

Hong Kang showed a clear look.

Zhao Xinchuan suddenly asked: "Master, what is "Yinan"?"

Hong Kang tapped his head: "Don't be curious about everything, you will know later."

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for clarifying the confusion. Just now, Brother Wang said that he is a craftsman. Have you found a good position there?"

Wang Jianguo said hehe: "I've already found it, I'm ready for everything."

Hong Kang said: "Well, you and I will not bother you, Brother Wang, just in time to see the unique skills of Brother Wang!"

"Hey, you got it."

Wang Jianguo walked to an empty corner, which happened to be facing the whole street.

Wearing a black headband with a red flower tied beside it.

He beat gongs and drums for a while, and soon attracted a large crowd of people watching.

When the number of people was almost the same, he turned around with a smile and his voice lit up.

"Brother, I am known as the face-changing king. Duomeng Qinglong is on the back of my brother, and I can afford it. I drive a small boat alone, and eat on both sides of the river, ah, hahaha..."

After some prologue, the people onlookers immediately applauded for the face.

They wanted to see what the man was up to.

Wang Jianguo is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and the next few words stirred up the atmosphere.

Hong Kang also noticed that a patrolling policeman ran over to check.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

Wang Jianguo didn't have anything else to cover him, so he quickly wiped it on his face.

A red face mask appeared on his face.

With another shake of the hand, the red face suddenly changed into a blue face.

Afterwards, with a wave of the fan, or a lowering of the head, various facial masks, such as black face, yellow face, and white face, appeared continuously on Wang Jianguo's face, and the onlookers who watched them all burst into applause.

Hong Kang also clapped his hands, thinking: "It turns out that this is the unique skill of changing faces in Chuanzhong!"

I have to say that Wang Jianguo's performance was really wonderful, especially when he changed his face in front of the audience, they couldn't see how he changed!

It's worthy of a performance that dares to perform on the street. It really has the ability to pick cakes on the ground and catch thieves face to face! !
However, after watching it for a while, Hong Kang's interest was not so high.

Firstly, he had never seen any performances in his previous life, and the performers at various large-scale galas also had their own special skills; secondly, with Hong Kang's kung fu realm, his five senses far surpassed ordinary people.

The tricks of "Chuanzhong face-changing" in the previous life have been made public, divided into "wiping face", "blowing face", and "pull face".

With his extraordinary eyesight, he quickly discovered Wang Jianguo's secret of changing his face.

It belongs to the most difficult and complicated "face pulling".

Hong Kang noticed that each of Wang Jianguo's facial makeup was tied with a handful of very fine silk thread, and the silk thread was tied to the belt of his clothes. This place is convenient and unobtrusive. Pull it off one by one.

There is a saying that only the unknown can arouse people's desire to explore.

When Hong Kang has seen through the mystery of his face-changing, this performance is not so attractive to him.

But Zhao Xinchuan was still staring at him intently, and Hong Kang was with him.

But the head is already wandering around.

Suddenly, a burst of firecrackers roared.

A four-carried sedan chair came from afar.

Someone shouted: "Here comes the living Guanyin!!"

"What? Living Guanyin!!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me touch it!!"

"..."

Some women who had been waiting at the side all gathered around.

Hong Kang looked up: "Living Guanyin?!"

I saw a man dressed as Guanyin sitting on the lotus platform on the four-person sedan chair. He held a jade bottle in one hand and pinched his fingerprints in the other.

He looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

Hong Kang could tell at a glance that this living Guanyin was disguised by a man, but he didn't know why those women were so crazy?Are there groupies now? ?
Hong Kang stopped a fellow villager and asked about this.

The fellow said: "You must be a foreigner!"

Hong Kang said, "How can you see that?"

The fellow said: "That's a famous Sichuan opera actor, Liang Sulan, a male role, known as Huo Guanyin, so red and purple!!"

Hong Kang asked: "Then these women are...?"

The fellow laughed and said, "This living Guanyin is very effective. I heard that if a woman touches the lotus platform under his feet, she will give birth to a fat boy."

"No wonder."

Hong Kang didn't laugh at saying that this was some feudal and backward stupid idea, they just did it according to their own cognition, and the purpose was only for "Yi Nan".

　Dear book lovers, I have two chapters today, and I will take a day off tomorrow. The author is going to receive a friend from other places.The update will resume at 11 o'clock the day after tomorrow.The so-called gold basin and mercury basin, please forgive me, forgive me!

　　
　
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