There is more than just eating snacks on the street.

With such a high traffic volume, vendors who set up street stalls or push carts are naturally indispensable.

And in the center of the crowd gathering place, there is such a small stall.

He looked different from the Chinese, and his appearance and facial features were obviously a foreigner.

And the reason why he can attract so many people is because of what he is doing.

His outfit is strange and looks like a performance art.

Under this slightly flashy outfit, his behavior attracted the attention of passers-by.

At this moment, his right hand was holding a pair of poker, swaying in front of the pedestrians on the side of the road. Taking advantage of your inattention, he immediately made some small changes.

Kamhara smiled and said, "It turns out he was a magician."

"It seems that he is so close to pedestrians, so let's take a look."

As he said that, Gan Yuan pointed the camera at the foreigner.

Foreigners seem to be used to being photographed by mobile phones, and they don’t care about it and continue their performances.

I have to say that his performance is pretty good. Even at such a close distance, Ganyuan couldn't find out how he created these magic tricks, and he didn't find any flaws.

You should know that Ganyuan's observation ability is no better than that of ordinary people.

He couldn't even find out, let alone passers-by.

And when a magic trick ended, the foreigner leaned on the chair.

In front of him was a small box, which looked like a donation box, and even had a QR code on it.

This is understandable. The performance here is obviously for making money, so how can it be performed free of charge? The audience consciously walk over and throw it into the box with cash, scan the code if there is no cash, or just walk away if you don’t want to give it.

Kamhara was planning to scan the QR code when he suddenly saw someone sending him a plane on the barrage.

"I know this person, and it seems to be a magician with a bit famous in the country of Italy!"

"I'll give you a plane if you dare to do it. Please give him some money!"

There are actually people who send planes directly to ask for money from themselves.

It seems that this foreigner is really a famous magician, but I don’t know why I came to this snack street to perform, and no wonder I didn’t see through the loopholes in his performance.

Ganyuan paid a sum for the audience, and at this time the foreigner stood up again.

He stood up and said something, but Gan Yuan didn't understand a word.

But the one dollar next to him explained it to him.

"He spoke Italian. I have learned a little bit before. Although I don't understand it completely, I'm probably saying thank you for your support. He said that the money seems to be donated to children in Africa."

I didn't see that this foreigner was quite kind-hearted.

The barrage is even more exaggerated.

"Miss for one dollar actually knows Italian!"

"This Russian is not bad! Do you not give more money if you dare to win?"

Gan Yuan nodded. Since he was a supporter for children from poor areas, he would also donate more.

He scanned the QR code again.

As soon as I paid the money, I heard a crisp voice from behind me.

"Grandpa, there are so many people here! Otherwise, would we be here? Lu Tao is so tired!"

There are many people here, and the sound is naturally very noisy, but the child's tender voice instantly penetrates these noises and reaches Ganyuan's ears.

Gan Yuan turned around and saw an old man in his sixties and seventies holding a small cart in one hand and a four or five-year-old child in the other hand.

Come over.

The old man's hair and beard were all white, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Maybe it’s because of the live broadcast or the little positive energy in my heart.

Ganyuan walked over.

"Old man, let me help you push the cart."

The old man turned his head and looked at Gan Yuan, waved his hand with a smile: "No need, I'll put it here! There are many people, so let's join in the fun."

As he said that, the old man threw the car aside and took the debris on it, it turned out to be a small stall with a flatbed.

Seeing that he had done it, Kamhara wanted to leave, but suddenly he was pulled by a little guy.

The four or five-year-old child has a pretty face and his short hair is covered with a gray wool hat. He is wearing very special clothes. He doesn't look like he bought it outside, but it looks like he was worn by ancient people.

Xiao Budian pulled Kahwan's trouser legs and his voice was particularly crisp.

"Big brother, there are so many people over there! Are there so many delicious foods?"

Gan Yuan was instantly amused by this little guy.

He patted Xiaobudian's head: "It's not something to eat there, it's just a magic trick!"

Xiao Budian looked puzzled: "Magic?"

Obviously this word is quite unfamiliar to him, but so many people think it should be very powerful.

Xiaobudian's eyes were filled with the words "wanting to read".

Gan Yuan thought for a while and said, "Old man, why don't I take my child with me? Don't worry, I'm in your vision and will not take the child far away."

Gan was originally kind-hearted, but who knew the old man refused directly.

"What do you think of those foreign things?"

"Lutao are you hungry? Come here and get a candy guy for you! What do you want?"

It turns out that Xiaobudian is called Lutao, but it is an interesting name.

Lu Tao was obviously interested in the crowds over there, but she did not dare to disobey grandpa's orders.

The old man saw Xiao Budian's idea and used his trump card.

"Today, I want to draw a monkey, but I don't know if there is a child who wants to eat it!"

As he said that, he stirred up the syrup, skillfully picked up the spoon and waved it a few times on the small cart, and then gently swung the syrup with the bottom of the spoon a few times. The image of Sun Dasheng was hanging on the small wooden stick.

Little Buddian was instantly attracted and ran over to look at his grandfather.

The old man smiled and handed him the candy man.

Then he glanced at the magic tricks that were performing wonderfully on the other side: "I have seen these foreign things. There are so many good things in our China, and we are going to be ruined!"

Ganyuan kept broadcasting live, and everything the old man said was heard by the audience.

Some viewers were dissatisfied.

"This old man is too self-righteous, right? He just draws a candy man. Although he is good at painting, there are many people who know this thing. There are top magic masters on the other side!"

"I look down on other people's skills but do not enhance my own abilities. Why do I remember the saying that I learned from the barbarians' skills to control them?"

Of course, Ganyuan also saw these barrage.

He didn't want the audience to continue talking about these topics, and said to the old man.

"Old man, you are a good painting."

"But, the performances of the foreigners on the opposite side are not useless."

"These things are different from each other, and people like everything."

"You draw your sugar man here, I'd better go and see my magic."

As he said that, Gan Yuan was about to leave, but who knew that the old man suddenly sent a slap.

"That boy, don't leave!"

Gan Yuan was stunned for a moment and stopped.

"Do you think my ability to draw candy is not eye-catching, right?"

The old man suddenly had a sharp look.
Chapter completed!