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The Story of Clay Fighter Zhang and Fast Liu

There is a craftsman named Zhang Mingshan in Beijing. He has the unique skill of kneading clay figurines. He can squeeze a small piece of mud for three or two times, and then he can change into various lifelike shapes. Everyone calls him clay figurine Zhang. Clay figurine Zhang likes to go to Tianqingge, an old shop in the city, to drink when he is free. He always orders a pot of good wine and several dishes for a day, observes all kinds of people in the restaurant and collects materials to knead clay figurines.

On this day, clay figurine Zhang was drinking in Tianqingge when suddenly a man came in, wearing a golden crown and a mink coat. This man is fat and paunchy. He swaggered into the restaurant with his hands behind his back and his head held high, followed by several servile waiters. Xiao er greeted him and shouted, "oh, master Zhang is here!" Rare guests, rare guests, please sit down quickly. " It turns out that this man is the famous Hai Zhangwu in Beijing. He made a lot of money by selling salt and was adopted by General Shengjing. He is so proud in Beijing that no one cares. After Hai Zhangwu sat down, he heard someone say, "Look, sitting in the corner is the famous clay figurine Zhang. It is said that he can squeeze the clay figurine into his sleeve when watching the play, and the clay figurine squeezed out is exactly the same as that on the stage. " Hai Zhangwu smiled contemptuously and said at the top of his lungs, "Who am I? Just a busker! Does anyone want the garbage he stole? " This is obviously a provocation, and everyone in the restaurant craned their necks, waiting to see the reaction of the clay figurine Zhang.

Clay figurine Zhang didn't seem to hear it, but he still sat as cool as a cucumber. His eyes looked at the dining tables on the table, his right hand held the glass, sipped the wine from time to time, his left hand reached under the table, pulled off a piece of mud from the sole and fiddled with it quickly. Mud seemed to have life in his hands, and soon it became a round head, big ears, a flat nose and small eyes, which looked down on people. This is like a real person! Clay figurine Zhang settled the bill for eating and drinking, put the clay figurine on the table and left. Everyone gathered around and looked at it, all amazed. Hai Zhang was so angry that he shouted at the back of the clay figurine Zhang: "I still want to make money from this broken craft, and no one wants to sell it cheaply!"

It's not over yet. The next day, the clay figurine Zhang set up a stall at the street corner and put a row of clay figurines of Haizhangwu in front of him, with the words "selling Haizhangwu at a low price" written next to it, which made everyone happy. When Hai Zhangwu heard about it, he had to spend a lot of money to buy all these clay figurines.