Skynet Architect

Back alley of Kyoto Imperial City Women's Courtyard!This is a very interesting place, close to the embassy, ​​close to the place where Europeans settled in Kyoto.However, the back alley is a relatively poor place, don't think that living in the imperial capital must be a very generous life.

Their greatest asset is the house they cannot sell and the house where they live.

And the usual life can guarantee a warm and saturated life, and the old Kyoto has a traditional stall culture. When all the stalls in Kyoto are cleaned up, there are still the last little stalls.

By the time Si Fan arrived at the stall, it was already half past four in the middle of the night, and the earlier shop had already started to get up to do it early.

But Si Fan, who had been running around for a day, did not want to delay the day waiting.After a short nap, I arrived at the intersection in a taxi.

"Do you guys want to find a ghost market in Kyoto? It's gone for a long time. These are places where old men and old ladies replace some new things, and Pan Jiayuan should not go. Now they are all cheating money." Being poor with Si Fan, he did not forget to tell Si Fan when he stopped.

"Good! Master!"

After responding, watching the driver leave, Si Fan held his thumb until the driver left.

"This man in Beijing is really poor!" Si Fan finished speaking in a low voice, then smiled at himself suddenly, and strolled into the street.

In the narrow streets, you can see groups of people strolling down the street, occasionally looking at things on the side of the street, those people are all aged.It's really not all poor people in dress.

There are really a few of the clothes on the old man, it is estimated that half of the stalls on this street can be wrapped.

The first feeling of walking into the street is quiet.

The people here don't seem to bargain at all.No one speaks in such a quiet street.Some of the stalls' items were not priced.It's all something new.

Si Fan's gaze quickly crossed over these things. There were almost everything here, from clothes and shoes to socks and gloves.

It even made him see boxes of masks on a booth.

If you want to talk about what is most terrifying in Kyoto now, I'm afraid to talk about smog.This thing is too powerful, Si Fan specially prepared a box of masks before coming to Kyoto.

Looking at this mask, it is estimated that the family buys more online, and it is sold.

I looked at a few more.It really has everything, no one shouts!No one strikes up with you.

On the other side of the street, there is an uncle in a military coat with an old postal car next to him, shaving his head.

Sitting and shaving his head is an uncle in his sixties, with a string of beads in his hands like an old monk entering Ding.

After passing by the items sold by the old lady in front, I saw that some of the items sold by the old man were rather high-end.

Such things as small appliances appeared unexpectedly.They were pushing tricycles with bits and pieces such as cotton cups.

If there is anything that is most valuable and most attractive to the elderly who come to buy, it is the toys for children.All kinds of things that Sifan knew and didn't know abound.

Now Si Fan's eyes were on a stall selling toys.

To say that he sells toys is a bit broad.This stall is specialized in selling building blocks.

This is not the current Lego bricks, there are card slots that can be pressed.These blocks are all old-fashioned wooden blocks, and a lot of blocks were randomly placed by the roadside by him.

He didn't care about watching the lively Si Fan, but he was concentrating on building blocks.

This building block is also a knowledge. This uncle is obviously a master at building building blocks. What appeared in his hands was a model of Roman architecture with a strong mosaic style!

It looks like a palace, built with countless building blocks, the load-bearing inside adopts the arch-type load-bearing, and the flat circular arches between the building blocks support the building not to fall down.

It is estimated that the building block time is one or two hours.But he just sat with peace of mind, and ignored anyone who looked at him, as long as he didn't ask the overweight, he wouldn't talk to anyone.

There are also many people watching the excitement next to him, all watching him play.

It is estimated that certain "skilled catchers" will not be able to control others.

Who can control others to play with building blocks!It is estimated that it is just to drive home.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement and experts watch the doorway.

As an architect, Si Fan is very familiar with the style and mechanical properties of various buildings, especially after this period of time, the design with the help of the system has increased to a higher level.

He could be said to be only an apprentice level.Then it's a teacher now.At the beginning, it was plagiarism. Now you can make some small designs of your own.

But in his opinion, it is still a primary school student.

The person in front of him is the kindergarten level for architecture.There were a lot of problems with the construction, but he seemed to belong to the kind of wild road, which always made Si Fan feel different.

Because people use the rules of building blocks instead of building houses, there are many clues in many places.

"Little brother, how do you sell this building block!" The old man from the opposite side who had just shaved his head wandered over with the bracelet in his hand at this time, and looked at the building block in a voice that could be called fly language.

The uncle who built the blocks shook his fist in front of him with his right hand.

The old man smiled and said, "Take the ten dollars, right? Then I can take it!"

He wanted to walk around regardless of the fact that he took off his clothes.

Ten dollars in his hand was placed on the building blocks that were being laid.

The uncle shook his head: "No! I only sell one block for ten dollars. You can take one block from the block I built without touching other blocks!"

With a smile and confidence hanging on his face, he still took the building blocks and laid them on it unhurriedly.

At this time, the building has already been built, and there are about 20 to 30 yuan left to cover the roof.

Every piece of this brick is the size of a palm, and it's definitely not the kind of bricks children play.

The old man happily put all the blocks back, but instead of taking the money back, he escaped with a fifty green ticket and placed it on his uncle's blocks.

He lay on the ground and pulled out two long strips from below.

"Is this an imitation Tetris? It looks the same, but the shape has changed a little." Si Fan said to himself, watching the old man pull out two blocks from below that he thought were important, and then triumphed. Stand up, seemingly waiting for the building blocks to collapse.

However, it was of no use. The uncle was still piling up the wood in a stable manner. After a while, he added seven or eight yuan to it, even if the old man used his mouth to blow the air hard by the side, the building blocks did not tremble.