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The owner of the Desheng Pavilion store did not look at the crickets brought by Shun'er, and casually offered a price of five yuan each.

"As the saying goes, a worm should not be a deceitful person. Crickets are used to fight, not to look good. All of my bugs can be beaten and bitten. So, boss, pick one from your shop and we'll find out. Lai Shun'er held her breath and challenged.

"Hey, little brother, I'm really not convinced. I've been in this business for more than 20 years, and I've never looked at it. It's also done, there's nothing else to do here, let you see it for a long time. Boss Xing even more convinced that this young man was a novice, and he didn't know how thick the sky was. At this time, it was close to noon, and the passenger flow decreased, so he simply taught him a lesson.

With that, he called a young man, fetched a bamboo utensil, and placed it on the table of the Eight Immortals.

This vessel is the size of a large aluminum lunch box, shaped like a black pong boat running in the southern rivers and lakes, and the top cover is like the canopy of an Upong boat, forming an equilateral triangular shape, with the highest middle and the lowest at both ends, and is made of thin round bamboo sticks as thick as toothpicks.

The spacing between each bamboo stick is about two to three millimeters, and the human eye can clearly see through the spacing of the bamboo sticks on the top of the lid no matter which direction the human eye stands. The whole utensil is exquisitely made and integrated.

Such a professional Dongdong, Lai Shun'er didn't know him, he looked left and right, his eyes were a little dazed.

Mr. Wu understood what he meant, so he kindly explained:

"This thing is called 'Doushuo', and it is specially used for crickets. This is the guide cage, this is the gate...... In the middle of the game, there is the arena...... The bottom is a flat bamboo board and covered with coarse rough paper, so it won't slip when fighting......"

Lai Shun'er looked at it for a while, and finally figured it out, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that other people's professional play is different, and the appliances are all very ingenious. It's like yourself and others, just make a mud pot and open it.

Boss Xing put a cricket jar on the table. Then take a special open-hole through the guide cage and put it in, and use a small bamboo stick tied to a cotton ball to drive the crickets into the guide cage. Then use the two fingers of the index thumb to plug the small holes at both ends of the guide cage and raise it, connect one end of it with one end of the shuttle, and drive it through the small bamboo stick again. A yellow cricket enters the side of the shuttle.

"This is an oil yellow, which is considered a low-end product in my store, and it is only two or three hundred yuan. You can pick the one you think is the best, regardless of size or weight. Boss Xing introduced.

Because this situation is a trial fight. It's not an official competition, so you don't have to be too detailed, such as using a special microscale to weigh yourself, pairing, and other complicated procedures.

"Boss Xing, you are yellow. Tsk, it's a little ......" Mr. Wu looked at the yellow crickets in the shuttle, and felt a little bit of a sense of bullying the other party's weakness. But halfway through the words, he took it back.

"Huh. This little brother has a lot to see. If we use it too badly, don't we look down on people? Boss Xing said with a smile, he just wanted to get it done in one game, so that the other party could see the huge gap in cricket varieties and strength.

"Done." Lai Shun'er agreed. Then his eyes scanned the inside of his bamboo cage, and finally picked a black hemp head that was about the same size as his opponent.

And borrowed the guide cage in the store, and did the same, and got the black hemp head into the other side of the shuttle. The two sides are currently separated by a large gate in the center of the shuttle.

Boss Xing asked the guy to tease the yellow cricket with the grass, sweeping its tentacles, head and body. The end of the grass is made of weasel hair and is sandwiched into a thin tube of mahogany. The yellow cricket was quickly provoked to fight, and flapped its wings to make a loud and loud sound.

In contrast, the equipment on Lai Shun'er's side is much worse, and the grass in his hand is a used ordinary cow tendon grass.

Mr. Wu watched from the side, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly, the strength of all aspects is very different, and this one-sided game seems to have nothing to look at.

After a while, the black hemp head also screamed excitedly, and his voice was thick and dignified, which was not weaker than the other party. However, the chirping of crickets is not very important in the various evaluation parameters, and several people on the scene did not pay much attention to it.

Seeing that it was almost over, the shopkeeper agreed to lift the gate from above the canopy, and the shuttle, which had been divided into two, became a "dueling arena".

The two crickets finally meet.

I saw that the "oil yellow" had a shiny body, a round and big head, thick teeth, and a calm atmosphere in every move, quite a general's demeanor.

The black hemp head is about the same size as the other party, but the head and teeth are relatively smaller. Ordinary people may not be able to see anything, but in the eyes of connoisseurs, the two have already made a judgment.

The two crickets confronted each other, and both seemed to be observing and assessing the strength of their opponents.

A few seconds later, Youhuang took the lead in attacking, and he didn't play any tricks, he rushed forward and poked his big teeth down, trying to provoke the black hemp head.

The black hemp head took a step back, and the big teeth collided head-on with the other party, making a crisp clicking sound, and then each bounced away.

After the temptation, Yau Huang attacked again, and the teeth of both sides were stirred together.

Youhuang used the move of "staying in the clip", and as soon as he buried his teeth, he clamped the opponent tightly, and dragged his legs and feet backwards.

Boss Xing, the shopkeeper and Mr. Wu had a relaxed face, and their yellow teeth were very heavy, and it was estimated that this trick would leave the trap, and the other party's black hemp head would not be able to break free, and the longer it passed, the more painful it became, and in the end they could only be forced to abandon the battle.

Lai Shun'er watched nervously, after all, this was the first time to face professional fighting crickets, and those on the island were all amateur jokes.

In the arena, the black hemp head was dragged by the oil, one step, two steps, three steps.

Beads of sweat oozed from Lai Shun'er's forehead.

At this moment, the black hemp head suddenly counterattacked, and the big tooth was lifted up violently, and he actually lifted the whole oil yellow, and then spun around and fell to the ground hard.

Thing! Lai Shun'er clenched her fists and shouted excitedly.

Boss Xing and the three of them froze for a moment, almost unable to believe their eyes.

In the cricket battle, it is often the case that the two sides have a large difference in strength.

Looking at it again, the oily yellow got up from the ground, the tentacles were crooked, and the steps were a little staggering, and it seemed that the fall was not light.

The black hemp head did not give up, rushed forward and opened his big teeth to lift up, and then used the downward momentum to bite straight to the oily neck. This move is called "desperate mouth" in fighting crickets, and it is a killing move that kills the opponent.

The shopkeeper was quite experienced, and without waiting for the boss to speak, he quickly poked the grass into the arena, covering the face of the black hemp head and interfering with its vision. After the dueling sides are separated by a certain distance, the gate is clicked down.

Youhuang can be regarded as picking up a life. The black hemp head then flapped its wings and let out a cry of victory.

Lai Shun'er is happy, and the hard work of these days has not been in vain.