Chapter 24 On the gourd

When Zhuang Rui was only 5 or 6 years old and lived in his old house, his favorite game was fighting criscris. At that time, three or five friends often played flashlights in the middle of the night to catch cristles in the rubble near the circus, and then began to compete to see who caught cris criscri

The urbanization of that era was not as it is now. There were buildings everywhere. In addition, the old house was located at the foot of Yunlong Mountain, where all kinds of birds and insects lived. At night, insects were singing everywhere. A stone was opened casually, and a worm such as a cribe may be hidden underneath.

In addition to fighting cristles, after Zhuang Rui met Liu Chuan, the two fell in love with raising grasshoppers. In order to catch them, they had to run to the vegetable field on the outskirts of the city, and were often caught by Liu Chuan's father's board because they took the grasshopper to play in class. However, It is undoubtedly a face-to-face matter among classmates.

After hearing the rapid chirping just now, Zhuang Rui immediately recognized that this was the cry of a dragonfly. At present, he was very surprised. He knew that most of the dragonfly was played in the second season of summer and autumn. Once it entered winter, the dragonfly would basically die of the cold. Zhuang Rui raised when he was a child. I didn't live until the Spring Festival. At this moment, the sound of the cicadas heard in my ears was loud and powerful. Obviously, it was not the kind of goods that were dying in winter.

Looking at the sound, Zhuang Rui found that the cicing of the dragonfly came from the arms of the male brother. He couldn't help asking strangely, "Isn't the dragonfly going to die in winter? Why is your cry still so loud?"

"Hey hey, when you look at your brother, you don't know how to play with the dragonfly. You are talking about the dragonfly raised in the cage. Of course, it won't last long. My dragonfly is raised in the gourd. I put it close to my arms every day. Naturally, it's okay..."

Brother Xiong explained complacently while putting his hand into his arms. When he took it out again, he held a purple gourd in red tightly in the palm of his hand.

Through Brother Xiong's explanation, Zhuang Rui figured out that he didn't play with scorpions at all before. The real good scorpions can survive the winter. Some of them can even live for as long as a year, but there are also a lot of attentions in it. The first is that the winter scorpion should pay special To make it sing, put it in the gourd during the day and hold it in your arms. The temperature rises by the temperature of the human body. The second is that although the fly is willing to sing, it should not exceed half an hour at a time, no more than three times a day, otherwise the life of the fly will be shortened.

Listening to the cries in front of him, Zhuang Rui seemed to have returned to his childhood and couldn't help saying to Brother Xiong, "Can you show me this?"

"Take it, but don't take too long. The low temperature is not good for the dragonfly..." Brother Xiong was also refreshed and handed the gourd in his hand to Zhuang Rui.

As soon as he bought the gourd, Zhuang Rui felt a warmth in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully. The gourd was about 10 centimeters high, and the belly in the middle was very large. It was estimated that there were seven or eight centimeters. The hollowed-out core was like jade carving, which was very exquisite Showing a kind of warm old atmosphere, Zhuang Rui has supplemented a lot of antique knowledge during this period, knowing that this is a manifestation of thick pulp.

The scorpion in the gourd seemed to feel the temperature drop and stopped chirping. When Zhuang Rui looked at the scorpion gourd, he habitually released the aura in his eyes.

"What?"

Just when Reiki came into contact with the gourd, a familiar feeling appeared in Zhuang Rui's eyes. Reiki, yes, a faint breath was integrated into the aura in Zhuang Rui's eyes. Although the breath was missing, the increase of aura after returning to his eyes was also very small, but Zhuang Rui was still clear. I clearly sensed that this gourd obviously contains aura.

"Brother Xiong, right? I like this thing. Do you sell it or not? I used to play this when I was a child, but now I see it very kind. If you are willing to sell it, just give me a price.

Zhuang Rui first returned the gourd to Brother Xiong, and then pretended to be very casual without changing his face. He asked, he knew that the people who could fool around in this market were all human spirits. If you were a little interested in this object, they would immediately praise the things in their hands. Of.

Although the aura contained in this gourd is far less than the couplet and manuscript, this is also the third aura object Zhuang Rui has encountered. If the price is not very expensive, Zhuang Rui still wants to buy it.

"I played this by myself, not sold."

After Brother Xiong heard Zhuang Rui's words, there was a trace of embarrassment on his face. He was not working hard this time, but because of this scorpion, he has been raising it for almost half a year. Every day, he has to put it on his body and carefully feed some miscellaneous insects, which is regarded as raising feelings I'm reluctant.

Zhuang Rui didn't give up and encouraged, "Brother Xiong, I really like this. Do you think you can give up your love? The price is up to you. If it's suitable, I will buy it. During the Spring Festival, you are lucky to open the door. I also found something I like. Everyone is happy."

"Brother Xiong, you can raise another one when you are in the beginning of autumn. This brother likes it. Give it to him." The monkey next to him also said Xiang. In his opinion, a sascorpo is just a thing that costs ten or eight yuan. Since this person wants to buy it, he can just sell it.

Brother Xiong's face has changed, and he is also moved. He bought this dragonfly for 20 yuan six months ago. As for the dragonfly gourd, it was bought from the stall when he lived at Uncle Tianjin the year before last, but it only cost about ten yuan.

Thinking of this, Brother Xiong's face was straightened and said to Zhuang Rui, "My dragonfly is the best. You also heard the cry just now. It's loud. I'm not blowing it. There is no one who can compare with me in the whole market. Seeing that you really like it, I'll set a price. If you ..."

"Tell me." Zhuang Rui replied.

"A thousand yuan, no double price. I even sold the gourd to you. My gourd is a good thing. I didn't sell the old man in the 'Jiyaxuan' store in front of me for 800 yuan yesterday."

Brother Xiong gritted his teeth and said that what he said was half true and half true. The owner of the antique shop of 'Ji Yaxuan' did overpriced his gourd yesterday, but it was only 100 yuan. Now when it came to Brother Xiong's mouth, he paid an extra 700 yuan.

A thousand yuan, Zhuang Rui thought about it in his heart and decided to buy it. After all, since the reiki in his eyes, this is the third object he has encountered that can increase the aura. One thousand yuan is not much. Even if he loses all the money, he will lose money.

"Okay, Brother Xiong, since you are willing to give up your love, a thousand yuan is a thousand yuan. You can take the money, and the things belong to me..."

Just as Brother Xiong and the monkey looked at Zhuang Rui's face, Zhuang Rui spoke, took out the wallet directly from his pocket, counted a thousand yuan and handed it to Brother Xiong, and took the gourd over. According to Brother Xiong's previous appearance, he put the gourd away close to him. Brother Xiong seemed to be really Next, he put it in his pocket, but his eyes couldn't help looking at the place where Zhuang Rui put the scorps.

Touching the gourd in his arms through his clothes, Zhuang Rui walked slowly to Liu Chuan's pet store, and he was also a little happy. After all, he took out an object with aura. Although the aura he received was a little rare, it was better than nothing.

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