"Young man, did you study art before?" the elderly man asked curiously, stroking his chin.
"Yes. I studied sketching, ink painting, and oil painting as a child, and taught myself a little design in college," Pei Yanchuan said, his expression unchanged as he focused on the task at hand.
"No wonder." The elderly man nodded at his answer. That explained it.
Perhaps because it was his first attempt, the sugar suddenly snapped as he was finishing up, but that did not stop Xu Wang from giving Pei Yanchuan a hearty round of applause.
"Yanchuan! You're amazing!" Xu Wang's face was full of admiration.
Seeing the undisguised admiration in Xu Wang's eyes, Pei Yanchuan's mood, which had soured a little over the broken sugar painting, instantly warmed again, even more than before.
"Let me try too." Xu Wang excitedly raised his hand.
"Be careful around the pot." Pei Yanchuan stood and gave him his seat.
"Okay, okay."
Xu Wang's sugar painting was quite good too, though it was a little less intricate than those made by Pei Yanchuan and the white-haired elderly man.
The elderly man praised them both highly.
Later, whenever a customer wanted a relatively simple design, the elderly man took the initiative to ask if they would let the two of them try making it. If the customer was not satisfied, he would make another one for them.
Most customers agreed, especially the younger ones, who did not hesitate at all.
Pei Yanchuan did not disappoint them, either. He grew more skilled with each attempt, and faster as well.
The same went for Xu Wang. He was only a little slower now, but the sugar paintings he made were also very beautiful.
While the two were concentrating on making sugar paintings, Jiang Xiubai and Yun Xi happened to