Beads are braided, but the things that are woven are not beads, but ropes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Braiding pearls into knots with blue, white, and red rope is a skill that every woman in Mafando must learn.

Compared to weaving fishing nets, bead weaving is more difficult and more detailed.

The grandmother did not elaborate on the connection between the gift of beads and the weaving of beads, so she had to teach the ignorant Sambika how to weave beads.

Like Sambica, Law didn't think of this meaning, and when he dug up the black pearl, he immediately thought of Sambica's eyes.

So far, Luo has not seen Sambica's appearance under the mask, and he doesn't know whether Sambika is beautiful or ugly, but her black eyes are beautiful, just like this black pearl.

Seeing Luo walking back to the well, Bukhara continued to break shells while Luo continued to dig for pearls.

Luo lowered his head and searched for the pearl in the shell, and as he searched, he said in a voice so low that only Buhara could hear: "That black pearl may be sold for tens of millions of rings." ”

"Oh. ”

Buharat replied casually, concentrating on breaking the shellfish, he was now very hungry, and he only wanted to eat the shellfish as soon as possible.

"That's tens of millions of nuns. Luo looked at Bukhara and reminded again.

"It's worth it. Bukhara replied casually, and then he stopped and ran to break a drifting shell.

Luo rolled his eyes when he saw this, he could see that it was not for nothing that this guy would be so fat, it was estimated that he only had food in his eyes, and he was very committed.

It was said before that all the pearls of the drifting berry were his, but this was only a verbal covenant, and the binding force was not strong, and when ordinary people saw the valuable black pearls, most of their first reactions were to take them for themselves.

As far as the question of attribution is concerned, this reaction is normal.

However, from the time Luo took the black pearl and gave it to Sambika, to the present time Luo deliberately pointed out the potential value of the black pearl, but Buhara did not react at all from beginning to end, as if the black pearl had nothing to do with him.

Although they have not been together for a long time, it can be seen from this that Bukhara is a person worthy of deep friendship.

The corners of Luo's mouth hooked slightly, and he suddenly said, "Buhara, do you want to try other ways to eat drifting shells?"

Hearing this, Bukhara's eyes lit up and asked, "Is it better than chilled shellfish?"

Luo smiled: "It should be..."

Chilled scallops are the easiest way to eat, cut them into thin cicada wings, stick them on crushed ice, and serve them with a sauce.

After Luo killed the drifting shells, he could use the power of the Hand of God to cut all the shellfish into thin slices in a very short time, so it was not difficult to handle dozens of drifting shells.

However, Buhara's way of eating is rather rough, he does not taste it piece by piece, but directly grabs a large handful and stuffs it into his mouth, as if he is chewing potato chips.

In a sense, Luo felt that it was superfluous to cut the shellfish into thin slices with the way Buhara eats it, but Buhara just liked to eat it like this, and according to him, if it was cut into thin slices, it tasted very good.

"Eat!" Buharat nodded wildly, drooling just thinking about it.

This guy is a natural foodie, and this test should not be boring with him.

Luo Wuyan thought, and then continued to look for pearls.

Perhaps it was transferred today, and when he dug up the last drifting shell, he dug up a purple pearl the size of a quail egg, which was lustrous and very beautiful.

"Finally, there is. ”

Luo was overjoyed, so he put away the purple pearls, and then began to process the drifting shells, using his ability to easily cut them into slices, and the thickness also changed according to the method.

Chilled, cold salad, stir-fried, steamed, shiatsu sushi... Different practices, different slice thicknesses.

It's a lot of work for a chef to handle so many shells at the same time, and the specifications have to be different, but it's a small thing for Luo.

"It's amazing. ”

Buhara saw Luo slicing the shellfish between his palms, and no matter how many times he saw it, he would always send words of praise, and admiration was written all over his fat face.

After Luo cut all the shellfish, he asked Bukhara to help bring them into the kitchen, and then began to cook.

Buhara targets food hunters, and with Luo's permission, he stays in the kitchen while he gets to see how Luo cooks so many shellfish.

It doesn't matter what to do, I'm dumbfounded.

With his fledgling cooking skills, he was immediately shocked when he saw Luo's skillful movements when lifting the pot and stir-frying, as well as the neatness when adjusting the ingredients.

It is not surprising that this reaction occurred in Buhara, on the one hand, because Luo was younger than him, and on the other hand, his cooking skills were not very good, and the original intention of wanting to be a food hunter was to be able to eat delicious food.

If it was said that the cut of the shell made Buhara admire Luo, then now, he has changed from admiration to worship.

Soon, a large table of whole shell banquets was sorted out by Luo, and he used a variety of methods, including stir-frying, cold salad, steaming, stewed soup, and even pinched sushi.

Luo asked Buhara to refrain from stealing food, and ran out to call the old woman and Sambika in to eat, and when the two of them saw the whole shell banquet on the table, they were stunned for a moment.

"You're a good kid. The old grandmother was dumbfounded as she smelled the scent.

Sambika stared at the table full of dishes with all the colors and aromas, her eyes were full of surprise, the appearance of the dishes was good-looking, and they were so fragrant, I thought that the taste should not be much worse.

This was the first time she had seen Luo's cooking skills, and she suddenly realized that Luo was not joking when he said that he was going to participate in a food competition.

"You see, I won't starve to death after I have this cooking skill, so don't drag me to learn how to weave nets. Luo looked at the old grandmother and teased.

The old woman glared at him, then sat down.

"Can I eat?" said Bukhara, who could barely sit still.

"Eat. After everyone sat down, Rowe said.

As if he had broken the seal, Bukhara picked up the guy and launched an offensive against the table full of dishes.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

In the blink of an eye, Buhara swept away one-fifth of the amount of dishes, which made Luo and the other three smile bitterly.

In order to thank Buhara for the pearls, this table of dishes was made very carefully, and the taste was naturally good, so that several people had a lot of fun.

After a full meal, he asked Bukhara to wash the dishes, and the latter simply came down.

After tasting this table, in order to be able to eat it all the way in the future, Buhara decided to stay by Luo's side.

Luo didn't know the little Jiujiu in Bu Hara's heart, and he was quite satisfied to see him go to wash the dishes so obediently, after all, what he hated the most was to clean up the mess after cooking.

After the meal, Sambika was dragged by the grandmother to learn how to weave beads.

Luo took a look at the excitement in the past, and when he saw the prototype of the knot made by Sambika with a rope, he thought it was very good-looking, and when he asked curiously, he knew that this knot was used to hold pearls, that is, the skill of bead weaving.

"Sambica, study hard, and help me make one when the time comes. Luo pulled out the beautiful purple pearl.

"Hmm. Sambika nodded.

Bead weaving is very handicraft, and it is very complicated, and it is very difficult to learn.

Sambika was quite resistant at first, thinking that it was a waste of time, but after some teaching by the old grandmother, she could only continue to study with a bitter face.

"Boy, who are you going to give this purple pearl?" the old woman asked suddenly.

"A friend. Luo replied calmly.

"The opposite sex. The old woman said.

Luo nodded and replied, "Of course." ”

If it was a man, how could he give pearls.

When the old grandmother heard this, her eyes suddenly showed a strange color.

The man gives the beads, and the woman weaves the beads, which is a promise, but if the beads are used for transfer, it is another meaning.

She thought to herself, don't tell Luo and Sambika about the custom of bead weaving.

A few days later, it was finally time to board the ship.

Luo and Bukhara arrived at the port at ten o'clock, and the old grandmother and Sambika came to see them both.

It lasted for a month and two weeks, and Sambika stayed at the grandmother's house for the time being, waiting for Luo to return.

The boarding time is 11 o'clock, and at this time, the port is already crowded with candidates who have come to take the test.

Luo probably glanced at it, there were definitely no less than a thousand people, but the number of people on board the ship was only three hundred, and he didn't know what the qualifications for boarding were.

"Luo, Bukhara, first come, first come. ”

At this time, the old grandmother suddenly reminded her.