Although this "puppet master" with the temperament of selling pork severely hit Lin Luo's outlook on life and made him calm, when the other party came to him with a professional smile on his face, he was still heartbroken and confused.
He generously took out a silver coin from his dry pocket and handed it over.
In the past, Lin Luo wouldn't have blinked an eye even if he threw a few tons of gold bricks, let alone a silver coin. But now, without any skills or the strength to bear weight in his hands, even if he encounters a thief, he must first
He weighed whether the combat effectiveness of both sides could save his life. He could only rely on his fairly good eloquence and as a troubadour to earn a small amount of travel expenses and living expenses from some idle tea guests, and even a slightly better one.
He couldn't even afford clothes, so this silver coin was really valuable, almost equivalent to a week's food expenses, and it was the only money he had.
But even so, he still gave the silver coin to the "Mr. Pig Killer" in front of him. In addition to the other party letting him see a unique puppet show and thinking that the money was worth it, he also had other things.
considerations.
In this way, when "Mr. Pig Killer" walked around the auditorium, this special puppet show finally ended. It was almost evening, and it was time for the audience to eat after watching the performance, so they went back to their own ways.
The house quickly left, and "Mr. Pig Killer" moved out several large boxes and carried all the dolls in one by one. He was obviously packing his things to go home.
"Hello, boss." Lin Luo walked up and greeted him.
At this time, the effect of his silver coin became apparent.
You must know that street performances like this don't earn a lot of money, unlike regular stage theaters, where many rich people go to watch. They also spend a lot of money just to pick up girls and pretend to be cool.
As for street busking, although there are many people watching it, most of them are watching it for nothing. They don’t spend money at all, and only a small number of people will sympathize with the buskers’ hard work and spend some money, but at most
It's just a matter of a few copper coins. After all, how many rich people would come to watch a street performer?
And a person like Lin Luo who earns just one silver coin from his first move is basically a big benefactor. For the "Mr. Pig Killer" in front of him, it would be quite good to meet one in a few months.
Of course. For such a big benefactor, "Mr. Pig Killer" will naturally be deeply impressed.
Therefore, when he turned around and saw Lin Luo, he recognized him immediately, with a smile on his face, rubbing his hands and saying, "Guest, what can I do for you?"
Lin Luo smiled and said, "You don't have to be so polite. I have already given you all the money I have. No matter how polite you are, I can't give you more money."
"Mr. Pig Killer" was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed a little awkwardly, but at this time he also discovered that Lin Luo was dressed at the level of ordinary civilians, and could not be called a rich man at all. Look at that person.
His face is dusty and dusty. Judging from his life experience, he is probably the kind of person who wanders around without a fixed abode.
If "Mr. Pig Killer" was a philistine, he might not give Lin Luo a smile at this time, but as a person who is running around for a living, he can understand that with Lin Luo's living conditions, he can still come up with something.
It was such a rare act to give him silver coins...Lin Luo said that all the money he had was given to him. Judging from his experience, he didn't think this was a lie.
Therefore, although what Lin Luo said was very to the point, "Mr. Pig Killer" did not turn down his face. Instead, his smile showed a bit of sincerity, and he changed his words: "Little brother, stop joking, you have already done it."
You have given me so much money, how can I have the nerve to ask for it again? If you have any questions, just tell me, no need to be polite to me."
Lin Luo nodded, not being hypocritical and polite, and pointed to the dolls in the box next to him, "Then I'm not polite. I just want to ask what's going on with these dolls. I don't think anyone needs to control them.
It seems to have a life of its own, which is very strange... Of course, if this is a business secret, it doesn’t matter if you don’t tell it.”
"Hahaha, it turns out this is it. I thought it was a big deal." The middle-aged boss laughed immediately, "It seems that this is my first time watching a puppet show."
"It's indeed my first time watching it, but how did you know?"
"Because it's not the first time for people to watch it, they won't ask this kind of question."
"What do you mean?"
The middle-aged boss first asked: "Brother, do you think these dolls have their own lives because they don't need us to control them, right?" After Lin Luo nodded, he explained with a smile, "Actually, it's not me.
Instead of controlling them, I have already controlled them in advance, including their dialogue, movements, and the emotions they will have during the performance. I have set all their behaviors before the performance begins, so when they
When I'm performing, I don't have to control it."
"Look, this is it." As he spoke, he picked up a cute little girl doll, then gently lifted up the outer clothes and turned his back to Lin Luo.
At this time, Lin Luo discovered that although he couldn't see it through the clothes, there was a small clockwork on the back of the doll, and he suddenly understood...According to the middle-aged boss, he had forwarded it in advance
This is why the dolls have the power to move. People who don’t know the inside story will instinctively think that the dolls have life after seeing them.
but……
"Even so, the performance just now lasted for more than an hour. How could so many scenes be realized through forwarding posts? Moreover, the performances of the puppets are almost exactly the same as real people, and there are voices... If it is like that with tools
If you want to set it up, even if you can speak, you can only have one voice at most, but the dolls have different voices in different moods, so what's going on?" Lin Luo asked.
The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously, "Well, it involves business secrets."
"Ah!" Lin Luo was stunned for a moment. Although he was full of curiosity, after all, it was related to other people's business secrets, so he couldn't keep asking. Although he was disappointed, he had nothing to do.
But just when he was about to give up, the middle-aged boss said: "I see that my little brother is very interested in dolls, and I guess he also likes dolls. In this case, I might as well talk to you."
"Is this really okay?" Lin Luo was happy but a little concerned.
"It doesn't matter, just think of it as the reward for that silver coin." After a pause, the middle-aged boss continued, "Actually, these puppets are also related to alchemy. When they were made, the puppet master
Alchemy will give them a special energy... Little brother, you are not an alchemist, so I won't say what energy it is. In short, through this energy, the dolls have rich and colorful expressions.
The tone and tone are almost the same as those of real people. Then as long as the clockwork is turned, the energy will be activated, and it will look like they are alive."
"So that's it." After hearing this, Lin Luo roughly understood that although his power disappeared and even his eyesight declined due to Luo Tianyi, his ability to understand would not change.
"It's just that this energy is still limited after all. Once it is used up, no matter how much I turn the clockwork, they will not be able to move again and will turn back into ordinary dolls again." As he spoke, the middle-aged man sighed,
Looking at the doll in the box, his face showed a bit of sadness.
Lin Luo immediately said: "If the energy is used up, can't you just give them one more time, just like when you created them?"
The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile, "Little brother, you don't know something. Although this method can indeed extend the 'life' of the doll, but... I don't know how to do it at all."
"Eh?"
"These dolls were not made by me, but by my grandfather." The middle-aged man said with nostalgia, "My ancestors are a family of alchemists. They were originally very prosperous, especially my grandfather.
He is good at making various dolls, and the dolls he makes are almost like real people, which is amazing. But unfortunately, neither my father nor I inherited this talent from my grandfather. As the family fortunes declined,
Luo, these are the only dolls I have. Although I can now make them move by turning the clockwork and make a living from it, no one knows which day they will completely stop functioning. By that time...
well."
Lin Luo thought he was worried that he would not be able to make a living from it in the future, so he couldn't help but said: "Excuse me for being presumptuous, even if they can't move, I believe some rich people will spend a lot of money just because of their lifelikeness."
If you buy it for a good price and collect it, you don't have to sigh like this."
The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he seemed a little angry, but he calmed down in an instant and said: "Little brother, you don't understand, and I don't blame you for saying this, but for me, these dolls have been with me for four years.
For more than ten years, they have been with me every day, and they are like my children... Although I am a useless person, at least my love for these children is the only thing I can be proud of, even if one day I will
Even if I starve to death on the streets, I won’t sell my children.”
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man touched the hair of the little girl doll with a look of love on his face.
After listening to his words, Lin Luo suddenly understood why he was sad. It was not that he was worried that these dolls would one day lose his source of income because of their inability to move, but that he was worried that the children he cherished would
Leave him.
This is a father's love for his child.
"Sorry." Lin Luo said apologetically. As a father, he understood this feeling.
"Nothing." The middle-aged man smiled openly and put the puppets into the box, "Actually, this time I came to the puppet city, I also wanted to find those real puppet masters, hoping to ask for their help to continue the lives of these children.
life."
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