Chapter Eighty-Four: The Musical Scale of the Colored Shell

"Ding, Ding, Ding"

Mi Gu held the freshly made Caibei scale piano and a wooden hammer, and beat happily.

The twin siblings also each held a Caibei scale piano and beat it to her rhythm, and while knocking, they also excitedly shouted "babble, babble".

Round and lying beside Gongliang, hearing the sound of them beating, he also picked up a colored shell and beat it on the pile of colored shells at Gongliang's feet.

The chicken also curiously pecked at the colored shellfish with its sharp beak, making a crisp sound.

Gongliang was super speechless, what are these guys doing, opening a live concert or a forest ensemble, when he doesn't exist is not. But you can't scold these guys, you will cry when you scold Mi Gu, and you will bite him if you scold Yuanpiao, otherwise you will have trouble with it, and the chicken will be more well-behaved.

Seeing that these guys were knocking endlessly, it seemed that they were getting more and more excited, Gongliang had to say to Mi Gu: "Mi Gu, don't you knock on the piano in Dad's ear, it's very noisy." ”

"Hmm..."Miya tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said, "That puppet knocked gently." ”

She sneakily glanced at Baba and really picked up the wooden hammer and gently knocked on the Caibei scale, with a soft sound of "ding", and the twin brothers and sisters next to her also followed suit.

Gongliang doesn't know what to do, do you think there will be no sound if you knock like this?

However, looking at Mi Gu's heart-wrenching appearance, he didn't want to do anything more, so he turned to Yuanpian and said, "Yuanpiao, why don't you go and pick up Caibei?"

I'm going to watch you play the piano here, and I shout "whoa."

This lazy thing, obviously he doesn't want to move, and he makes excuses, it seems that if he doesn't take something out to encourage, this guy is not motivated. So, he said, "As long as you pick up a hundred colored shells, I will give you a spirit snake fetus and a heavenly fragrant fruit." ”

If there is something, there is momentum, and Yuan Roll immediately stood up, "Whoa" shouted and asked, how many are a hundred!

"A hundred is a hundred, what is many?"

Gongliang said angrily, but suddenly remembered that he never seemed to have taught it anything about numbers.

It seems that they have been negligent, and in the future, they must not only teach them numbers, but also hyphenation and other things, otherwise they will all become blind.

At that moment, he counted out a hundred pairs of round shells from the pile of colored shells under his feet and said, "Oh, this is a hundred." Then he taught him to count, "One, two, three..."

He also called the rice grains over and taught them how to count from one to one hundred and how many. Migu doesn't want to listen, he doesn't want to learn, he just wants to play. It's very serious, and it's super learning, Gongliang counted it twice, it will, and he took the colorful shells and counted them himself.

Mi Gu couldn't count it clearly, so Gongliang taught her to count ten or ten, and after counting it several times, she barely learned it.

Now that she has learned it, Gongliang sent her to pick up colorful shells, so as not to knock things in her ears and be annoyed to death.

Hearing that picking up a hundred made loud shellfish could be exchanged for food, these guys were very motivated, and they all ran out at once.

Round and chicken in a group, rice valley and twin Shuangzhi brothers and sisters in a group.

Each group of them has a trick to make a sound, and as soon as they get to the beach, they grab a handful of colorful shells and throw them out, and when they hear that they can make a crisp sound, they run over and put them away. Chickens are more honest and peck at the shellfish with their mouths, but the speed is very fast, and they soon find that the shellfish make a crisp sound.

Mi Gu also has a trick, holding the wooden hammer made by Baba for him, pulling it on the color shell, and picking it up immediately when he heard a good sound, which was accurate.

The twin Shuangzhi brothers and sisters are a little more powerful, after seeing their movements, their heads thought about it, and their hands turned into countless Ganoderma rhizomes, beating them on the Caibei Beach, as long as they heard the sound, they immediately grabbed it back with the rhizomes. After a while, there was a bunch of colored shells around the two of them that could make crisp sounds.

Gongliang stared at the back, these two guys are clearly game g, and I forgot to have a little more with them just now, and now I am afraid that my spirit snake fetus will have to be removed.

No, this guy is getting more and more about Scrooge now.

Seeing that they were having fun, Gongliang didn't care anymore and continued to bury his head in making his Caibei scale.

Originally, he wanted to cut the round colored shells into strips and make a long scale piano in the shape of a step, but then it didn't look good, so he redesigned it. Holes were drilled directly into the corners of the colored shells and nailed to a circular wooden frame, with a large one in the middle and six surrounds on the side, turning it into a circular seven-tone scale instrument.

And the sound of the scale, he relied on his own feelings, from light to heavy, to find seven to make up. As for whether it meets the pronunciation standard, it is not within his consideration.

At first, after making a few games for Mi Gu and his twin siblings, he suddenly felt inspired and felt that he could make a bunch of colorful scale pianos and wind chimes that made crisp sounds to sell at the temple!

It must be inland, and most people have never seen the sea in their lives, let alone this kind of colorful shells. When they got there, they set the shells away, and they didn't blind their eyes.

He also doesn't ask for money, anyway, there is no common currency in the Great Wilderness, so he simply barters, I believe many people like it.

Gongliang further thought, maybe not only the scale piano, but also ordinary color shells, and it would be good to change something casually when the time comes. And when passing by other tribes, you can also take it out as a gift, which is the most suitable for this kind of expensive thing.

When I thought about it, I was suddenly full of power, and I was quickly making a color shell scale piano and a wind chime that could make a crisp sound. As for the matter of ordinary colored shells, wait and see.

As the sun was about to go down, a couple of guys came back with the crisp sounds they had picked up.

Mi Gu took out his treasure bag and poured it down, a pile of mountains, and Yuan Rolling took the treasure bag given to him by Gongliang and poured it down, and it was a pile of mountains, but obviously it was much less than Mi Gu.

The guy wagged his tail happily, she was still the best.

There are so many things, how can Gongliang count them himself, so he asked Mi Gu and Yuan Rolling to count them by themselves, a hundred in a pile, and immediately changed the spirit snake fetus and Tianxiang fruit after counting.

Mi Gu's mouth couldn't help but pout, she didn't like counting these things the most. When Yuan Bilan heard this, he hurriedly picked up the colored shellfish he picked up and counted them carefully, which is related to how many spirit snake fetuses and heavenly fragrant fruits he can exchange. As long as it's about what to eat, it's motivating.

Mi Gu frowned, looking at the pile of mountain-sized colored shells that he and his twin brothers and sisters picked up, and wondered, how long will this be!

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, and she turned her head and chattered with the twin Shuangzhi brothers and sisters.

Then, I saw the two guys turn into countless Ganoderma lucidum rhizomes with their hands, grabbed the colored shells, and put them in a pile.

After a while, it was divided into more than a dozen piles.

(To be continued.) )

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