Chapter 12 Merlot Beads (3)
Opening a pearl mussel is actually a job that does not require any skills, a horizontal stick is inserted into it, and the mussel mouth is opened. Then the proprietress grabbed the two mussel slices with her left and right hands, and pressed down hard to completely flatten the mussel body.
The proprietress acted skillfully, and in a few seconds, the flesh of the entire pearl mussel was displayed in front of everyone, and there was no doubt at a glance.
But on the other hand, the pearl mussel was already dead at this time.
But at this time, no one thought about it.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two pieces of mussel meat.
I saw that the proprietress touched the edge of the mussel meat very skillfully, and then the knife in her hand slipped in the bulging place, and two round pearls rolled out of it.
The color is relatively ordinary white, but the shape is relatively regular and round, and the size is seven or eight millimeters larger.
Someone from the crowd next to him immediately shouted excitedly: "It's shipped, it's shipped, you see, it's a real pearl, right?"
"Nonsense, of course the pearls that come out of the serious pearl mussels are real pearls. Look at that head, it's not small. ”
While people were talking, the proprietress had already pressed to the right seat, or the knife slid away, but this time there was only one bead rolled out. But the size is much larger than the two just now, both ten millimeters larger, although the shape is not a perfect circle, but it is a relatively regular ellipse.
The proprietress smiled when she saw it: "Girl, your luck is really good." If nothing else, just this one, in the store, you can't buy it for a hundred dollars. ”
Regarding the price of pearls, Li Miao really didn't understand anything at all.
Whether this bead is worth 100 or 200, she has no place to sell it.
And Li Miao's mood is actually not very good now, she spent thirty yuan to buy mussels not for pearls at all, but to understand the origin of that coolness.
But who would have thought that they had touched it, but it disappeared inexplicably all of a sudden.
This is really not good news for Li Miao. But no matter what she thinks in her heart, she still has to save face. After taking the pearl and thanking the proprietress for that, Li Miao planned to leave.
I didn't want the proprietress to take out a plastic bag and put the dead conch and pearl mussel in it for her: "Take it back and make a thought." ”
Hehe, this kind of thought, Li Miao really doesn't want it.
But then Li Miao thought that after washing these two things, she could also make a small handicraft, so she thanked her again and left with her mother.
As soon as they walked on their front feet, they were surrounded by a crowd of people.
You want one, I want one, and the proprietress is so happy that her eyebrows and eyes are bent.
I didn't pay attention at all: just as the mother and daughter left, a man in a straight suit slowly followed.
"Mom, are you hungry? Shall we eat duck blood vermicelli soup at noon? This is a famous snack in Nanjing. ”
Although Li Miao was disappointed in her heart, what she didn't want to see was that her mother was worried about herself. So, after leaving the stall, she directly diverted the topic.
Li's mother naturally said yes. The mother and daughter soon found a small shop selling duck blood vermicelli soup.
Because I spent a lot of time at that stall just now, this time the meal is over. There are only eight tables in this small shop, and half of them are empty.
Li Miao chose a table that was closest to the door and had the best air, and after helping her mother sit down, she went to order food.
And she left with her front foot, and the smile on Li's mother's face disappeared on her back foot. She looked up coldly and looked at the man in the suit outside the door: "What are you going to do?"
The man showed his marks, but he was not annoyed, but walked in with his feet raised. sat directly in front of Li Hua, raised his eyebrows lightly, and smiled: "Hello aunt, I am a friend of Miss Li." ”
So, after Li Miao paid for two bowls of vermicelli soup and came back with a basket of xiaolongbao, he saw a strange phenomenon.
Mom actually sat at the same table with that Li Chong?
What's going on?
Li Miao walked over and looked at Li Chong: "Why are you here?"
She didn't like this person, and the tone of her words was naturally not good.
Li Chong lowered his eyes and smiled. He didn't want to disturb the girl's life anymore if he could. But an accident happened. So, Li Chong's slender finger pointed to the plastic bag on the side of the table: "I'm here for it." Miss Li, I want to buy that conch of yours. ”
Hearing this, Li Miao and Li's mother were both the same at the same time.
Mother Li even took the bag directly and opened it to take a closer look. This conch looks very ordinary, isn't it anything special?
But a strange feeling rose in Li Miao's heart.
As if she had thought of something, she took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick holder, and then took the conch and pried it up.
First, insert the chopsticks into the snail meat, and when the depth is enough, the wrist is turned. The snail meat was turned out in this way.
Li Miao also deliberately looked inside the snail hole and shook it to confirm that there was nothing inside. He put the shell aside. I began to concentrate on tinkering with the lump of meat in my hand.
Pinch in the east, pinch in the west, from top to bottom, without revealing at all. Then, after a few clicks, Li Miao pinched a hard thing in the abdomen of this conch.
It is round and very hard.
Judging by the shape, this thing looks like a bead!?
Li Miao's heart jumped wildly, could it be that this was what she felt just now?
She didn't have a knife on her, but Li Chong sent her key very discerningly at this time.
There was a very delicate Swiss Army knife on it, no more than seven centimeters long, which was not very eye-catching. But it's a relic of Li Chong's grandfather!
Since he was a child, Li Chong has taken it with him and has never been reluctant to use it.
But at this moment, this antique saber worth tens of thousands of dollars was reduced to a ...... in Li Miao's hands Uh, the Bead Killer!
The sharp blade cut through the texture, and the muscle dissolved in an instant.
The round beads could no longer be hidden, and they rolled out of the snail flesh.
That's an orange bead!
Twelve or thirteen millimeters in size, the shape is round, but the luster seems to be different from ordinary pearls. Its light is not the shining light of jewelry, but more like the faint and moist feeling on porcelain.
And there are actually patterns on this bead? Clusters of beating, and with the orange color, it actually sets off the beads as if they are burning!
"What is this?"
Li Miao didn't recognize it, and glanced at her mother, Li Hua also shook her head. But what can make Li Chong follow him all the way must not be ordinary.
Sure enough, Li Chong smiled.
He put his hands in front of him, his fingers interlaced under his chin, and his plain and gentle gaze revealed a kind of suppressed fanaticism.
"This is the most expensive pearl in the world!"