A stunning mermaid dressed in the 1980s, the whole family lined up to pamper her endlessly.

Chapter 133 Ghostly Ball

Red sweet potatoes are shorter and plumper than white sweet potatoes, but they taste delicious when roasted, soft and chewy.

As for the purple sweet potatoes on the other side, they are smaller, even smaller than the red sweet potatoes, and their yield is not as high.

Yun Jiao only dug up two plants, but there were still about ten of them.

One hug isn't enough.

Her fair face was smeared with mud, making her look a little dirty, but it didn't detract from her beauty.

"Grandpa Mu, drop a basket down for me."

"Troublesome." Old Man Mu said it was troublesome, but he still directed Big Black to carry a basket over.

Dahei didn't drop the basket; instead, it carried it to Yunjiao's side, wagging its tail happily.

Yun Jiao patted its head: "So big and black."

Then I put all the sweet potatoes into the basket.

She picked up her small hoe and started walking uphill, with Big Black following beside her, carrying a basket in its mouth.

Where are you roasting sweet potatoes?

Old Man Mu glanced at her and said, "Go wash your hands and face."

"Oh."

She obediently listened and even took the sweet potatoes with her to wash.

When they returned, my fourth brother came out of the house carrying a small stove.

"Jiaojiao, Master told you to roast sweet potatoes here. I'll start the fire for you."

Sweet potatoes need to be steamed or roasted to be fully cooked.

It just so happens that Old Man Mu usually uses this small stove to roast sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Despite living alone, Old Man Mu lives a rather enjoyable life.

Once the stove was lit, they put the prepared sweet potatoes in, covered it, and then waited.

Where is Grandpa Mu?

Yun Chenbei clapped his hands: "Master has gone inside."

Just then, the person came out.

He was holding something in his hand.

Upon seeing what was in his hand, not only Yun Jiao, but also Yun Chenbei's eyes lit up suddenly.

Both the adult and the child approached with identical expressions.

What Old Mu was holding was a white, spherical object.

But the sphere was carved with countless exquisite patterns, making it very complex at first glance.

Most importantly, inside that sphere are several layers of rotating spheres, each also adorned with intricate carvings.

However, the sphere inside wasn't simply inserted; it was carved layer by layer while ensuring the integrity of the entire sphere.

"so beautiful."

This is the most beautiful handicraft that Yun Jiao has ever seen, apart from pearls and gemstones.

It is a beauty different from that of natural pearls; it is a visual feast that has been sculpted and polished.

Old Mu sat down, put on his glasses, and picked up a carving tool that looked like a hairpin to continue carving.

Yun Chenbei watched with rapt attention.

Yun Jiao held her little face in her hands and watched very attentively.

This thing is called a "ghost craft ball," which is derived from the idea of ​​supernatural craftsmanship.

It was made by gradually carving ivory after it was polished into a sphere.

To be able to carve such a small ivory ball into multiple layers, each of which is round, with exquisite and beautiful carvings on each layer, and even movable, is truly a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

The old man carved very slowly: "I'm old and useless now. It takes me more than a year to finish making just one of these balls."

But it wasn't that he was old; it was that his hand was injured.

Before his hand was injured, he could complete a fifteen-story ghost ball in just five or six months.

After injuring his hand, he had to stop and rest every now and then to work on these delicate carving techniques, which took even longer.

But the money he earns from taking these jobs can support him for several years.

This is why, although he is a carpenter, the villagers have hardly ever seen him do any carpentry work. He doesn't go to the beach to work or do much manual labor, yet he is still able to support himself.

He is not only a carpenter, but also a sculptor.

"Like it."

Old Mu looked at Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao nodded honestly. Of course she liked something so beautiful. "If you like it, tell your brother to learn how to carve one for you later."

"This belongs to someone else, I can't give it to you."

Yun Jiao muttered, "I didn't want it."

"Brother, you must study hard."

Yun Chenbei nodded, his eyes shining as he stared at the ghostly ball.

Clearly, even if Yun Jiao didn't say it, he would definitely learn it on his own.

The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafted over, and Yun Jiao excitedly went to see what was happening.

Yun Chenbei, worried that she might get burned, went over to help her.

"The sweet potatoes are ready."

The roasted sweet potatoes smell delicious; they're perfectly cooked and soft to the touch.

Take the baked food out and set it aside. It was too hot, and Yun Jiao had to put her hand on her ear every time she touched it.

Although I don't know the reason why, putting your hand on your ear really cools it down very quickly.

"Grandpa Mu, have some roasted sweet potato."

Old Mu: "Let it cool down."

The freshly baked sweet potatoes were very hot. After they cooled down a bit, they sat down and each took one to eat.

Yun Jiao broke it open from the middle, and the beautiful orange-red sweet potato flesh emitted a sweet aroma.

One bite and it's soft, chewy, and sweet—absolutely delicious!

This is even more enjoyable to eat in winter.

Yun Jiao gave one to both Da Hei and Cat Boss.

Big Black eats fast.

But the cat boss stood guard to the side with its paws tucked in.

A cat's tongue is very sensitive, and the sweet potato is still a bit too hot for it. We'll wait until it cools down a bit more.

After Yun Jiao finished eating the sweet potato flesh, she threw the sweet potato peel to Da Hei.

She tossed it over, and before the sweet potato peel even hit the ground, Big Black easily caught it with its mouth open.

The sweet potato peels that Yun Chenbei and Old Man Mu had were also eaten by Da Hei.

"I'll try the purple one."

This was the first time she had ever seen a purple sweet potato.

After breaking it open, the inside was indeed light purple.

It doesn't have the soft, chewy texture of red ones, but this one has a powdery, mealy feel.

Yun Jiao quite liked the taste.

"Brother, try this, it's delicious!"

"Grandpa Mu, after the purple sweet potatoes are harvested, please save some seeds for me so that my mother can plant some too."

Old Man Mu nodded.

Although Old Man Mu's place wasn't as lively as the Yun family's, the atmosphere was still very warm.

Actually, this place would be quite deserted if Yun Jiao didn't come.

Yun Chenbei was a man of few words, and Old Mu had a strange temper; he liked to scold people, but only those stupid apprentices.

When Yun Chenbei first arrived, he was also scolded by him, but he was talented and automatically filtered out the old man's scolding. He only listened to the instruction and teaching in the midst of the scolding.

Any normal person would find it unbearable to be insulted by him.

Later, Yun Chenbei's talent was revealed. He made things quickly and well, and gradually Old Man Mu stopped scolding him.

Moreover, he is a quiet person and is actually very impatient with children.

Because most children cannot control their temper and cry and make a fuss at the drop of a hat.

Fortunately, Yun Jiao wasn't that kind of person. After meeting and spending time with her several times, Old Mu gradually grew to like this well-behaved little girl.

"Old Man Mu, is Old Man Mu home?"

Shouts came from outside, and Elder Mu immediately instructed Yun Chenbei: "Go and see what's going on outside."

Yun Chen left, and when he returned, he brought three people with him.

A couple and a boy about the same age as Yun Chenbei.

Their purpose was simple: to bring their children to learn from a master.

(End of this chapter)