Ao Muyang went to the old man's stoneware old jar to take a look, he wanted to find some pickles, there was fat lard and pork belly in the refrigerator, and with green onions and dried chili peppers, you could fry a pickle to eat.

The old jar has a large opening, and there is a big gray stone sitting in the center, and the fisherman's pickle tank will put stones, one is to squeeze out the water in pickles such as radishes, and the other is to prevent the pickles from floating up to the water, otherwise it is easy to deteriorate.

But this stone is not omnipotent, this big vat has been made for decades in the pickle jar, I don't know how long it has not been brushed, and there is a stench on the probe.

Ao Muyang is used to this smell, and the pickle jar is like this.

He wanted to find a pimple head, so he asked while researching: "Grandpa Bing, when are all the pimple heads inside?"

Like green radish, the pimple head has a spicy taste, and if it is marinated for a short time, this flavor cannot be removed, and it will affect the texture when stir-fried.

The old man said: "If you flip down, if you turn to the bottom, you can find the old pimple of more than ten years, haha." ”

Ao Muyang didn't need such a treasure, he picked up the stone and reached down to touch it, and he could judge its pickling years by the softness and hardness of the pimple head.

He reached out and stirred it in the jar a few times, and the smell of pickles spread even stronger, so he had to hold his breath and touch it.

In this process, he always felt that something was wrong, something seemed to be wrong, but he looked at the pickle jar and couldn't find anything wrong.

Depressed, he had no choice but to frown and continue to touch, and after touching a soft and hard pimple, he took it out.

When he found the pickles, he was about to put the stone on it, and as he picked it up he knew something was wrong: the stone was too light!

He had been rummaging for the pimple with his hands, and after fishing out the stone with his left hand, he carried it in his hand, so when he looked into the pickle jar just now, he didn't find anything wrong, it turned out that what was wrong was the stone in his hand.

This stone was a little too light, the size of a cantaloupe, but it was easily picked up by him, and Ao Muyang felt that under normal circumstances, this stone would have to weigh twice as much as his hand.

He had nothing to do at this time, so he simply studied the stone and asked, "Grandpa Bing, where did this stone come from?"

Ao Zhibing was still smoking a cigarette pouch in his mouth, and after listening to his words, the old man stood up and squinted his eyes for a while, and then said uncertainly: "It seems to be given by Aman, right? I forgot, it's been twenty years." It seems that once Aman fished some stones from the sea, and I happened to look for the pickles, so I asked for a piece from him. ”

The Aman in his mouth is the old man Ao Zhiman, because the two of them live alone early, so they have a good relationship, and he and Ao Muyang are not many people in the village who can enter Ao Zhiman's house at any time.

Hearing Ao Zhibing's answer, Ao Muyang suddenly had a bold conjecture, and he said: "Grandpa Bing, this stone is very light, don't you think it's wrong?"

Ao Zhibing said: "Is it light? I didn't feel it, anyway, I can suppress the pickles." ”

Ao Muyang secretly said that is not, the specific gravity of this stone is greater than water, and it is impossible to suppress the pickles and float on the water together.

He took out the stone and washed it with seawater, but the stone had been soaked in the pickle jar for so long that the stench on it could not be washed away, and it had already been pickled in the taste.

After washing for a while, Ao Muyang smelled that it still smelled, so he simply stopped doing useless work, he beckoned to the black dragon and said, "Give me your knife to use." ”

The black dragon pulled out a saber from his back waist, and it was heavy in his hand, and there were serrations on the back of the knife, which was very thick.

Ao Muyang held the stone with one hand and sawed it with the other, he didn't think much about it, he simply felt that the stone was too light, and wanted to see if it was a honeycomb stone inside.

Honeycomb stone is also called water sound stone, this kind of stone has many holes on it, put it on the beach to let the sea water beat will make a rhythmic sound, Ao Muyang often looked for such a stone with his partners when he was a child.

The stone is not strong, after all, it has been salted in salt water for many years, and its appearance is a little crispy.

After the dagger sawed up, only the sound of clicking sounded, and the stone chips flew one after another, and it began to separate like a mille-feuille, and a layer of stone shells fell down.

This made Ao Muyang wonder very much, could it be that the stone was wrapping something? It couldn't be a dinosaur egg or something, right?

He took interest and knocked and sawed and sawed, and then as the stone shell and shards fell off, a little orange was exposed.

Ao Zhibing stayed by and watched, and at this time he was taken aback, and quickly took off the cigarette pouch rod in his mouth and said, "Ah, there is gold in it?"

Ao Muyang shook his head and said: "Impossible, gold is heavier than stone, this stone is too light, what is inside, let's see." ”

He used the tip of his knife to shave open the stone wrapped around the outside, gradually revealing the true face of what was inside: an orange opaque mineral, Ao Muyang was no stranger to it, this is beeswax, that is, the sea amber in the mouth of the fishing village!

There is sea amber in Hongyang Bay, Ao Zhiman has been salvaging this thing since he was young, and he thinks that this stone is what Ao Zhibing asked for from Ao Zhiman, then it is definitely sea amber.

No wonder this stone is so light, the specific gravity of beeswax is less than half of that of the stone, and the water sinks a little, and the high-quality beeswax can even float in the sea!

Ao Muyang estimated that this piece of beeswax should have been sunk into the ground, after millions of years, the appearance was wrapped in sand and gravel, because of pressure and temperature and other reasons, these sand and stones fused together to form a whole stone skin.

This is different from jadeite, the stone skin wrapped around the beeswax is not strong, and it can be uncovered layer by layer with tools, unlike jadeite and stone are almost one.

As the beeswax was revealed, Ao Zhibing also recognized it, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, this is a piece of beeswax." ”

Zhong Cang and his wife heard the news and heard that the beeswax was dug out of the stone that pressed the pickles, and the two were amazed: "It's really interesting, Uncle Bing, you have always pressed the pickles with a baby, no wonder I said that your pickles are delicious." ”

"This is really a treasure, I've seen beeswax in the mall, it's quite expensive, how much does such a big piece cost?

Ao Muyang washed it with water and said to the old man with a smile: "Grandpa Bing, you have won the lottery now, the grand prize, you can become a rich man by selling this stone." ”

Ao Zhibing shook his head and said: "Hey, what does this have to do with me? This is Aman's, it turns out that Aman gave me a piece of beeswax at that time, Nacheng, the owner, you can bring it to him when you go back." ”

Zhong Cang asked in surprise, "Uncle Bing, you, are you going to give this beeswax away?"

The old man smiled and said, "Who are you sending?" It was originally someone else's, and they didn't care about giving it to me, but now that we know the truth, we must send it back." Owner, you send it back to Aman, Aman has been looking for this thing for many years, and it is estimated that he will be happy for a while!"