Pixiu Rearing Guide

The two of them waited from dawn to dusk. Du Ziyu saw the outline of the distant mountains like ink dots dripping into the water. It was only then that there was movement upstairs.

Old Ah Wu came out and yelled something, Du Ziyu and Shen Shi hurriedly got up, but found that the teenagers in the yard moved faster than them, threw away the wood and ran upstairs. After a while, the bamboo building also went up. There was cooking smoke.

"Are you still waiting?" Shen Shi asked.

Du Ziyu frowned, gritted his teeth, and sat down again: "Wait!"

After sitting like this for about ten minutes, the evening was the time when mosquitoes were raging. Shen Shi took a cattail fan to help Du Ziyu repel mosquitoes. After a while, Du Ziyu's arms were already turning red and purple.

There was a sound of running from the bamboo building, the young man leaned forward to greet them, Shen Shi raised his head and understood the young man's gesture: "Tell us to go up."

So the two of them went upstairs in a file, and the food was already set on the bamboo mat. Old Ah Wu sat on the ground, and the piece of Moxi sand was thrown aside. Du Ziyu glanced at it and found a place to sit with Shen Shi. Serve rice and soup.

"Ah Wu, what do you think?" Du Ziyu pointed at the seed material and gestured.

The old man took a sip of the soup without even looking at the stone, and knocked on the bowl with a rice spoon in his hand like dry wood: "Teminsha!"

Even though he couldn't speak the language, Du Ziyu understood that he was asking them to eat first, so he and Shen Shi exchanged glances, so he had no choice but to obey patiently.Most of the Burmese food was fried food. After two bites, Du Ziyu lost his appetite. His arm was swollen from poisonous mosquito bites. He reached out to grab it, but the boy from the Burmese family pinned down his wrist. The boy got up and ran into the house. Not long after, he took out the small bottle of potion and handed it to Du Ziyu.

"Thank you." Du Ziyu smiled, and the young man smiled shyly when he saw him smile.

Du Ziyu took out his mobile phone and wanted to translate a sentence in Burmese, but unfortunately the signal was too poor and the web page could not be buffered. At this moment, the boy pulled him and handed him a Burmese-Chinese dictionary.

"Can you understand Chinese?" Du Ziyu was a little surprised. He took the dictionary, but saw the young man pointing to his ears, shaking his head, pointing to his mouth and making an ah-ah sound, finally pointing to the dictionary and nodding.

"He can read, but he can't hear, and he can't speak." Shen Shi quickly understood the boy's meaning and explained it to Du Ziyu.

"Kuba!" Old Ah Wu patted the bamboo mat and yelled something, the young man immediately restrained his expression, bowed his head and ate obediently, Old Ah Wu said again to Du Ziyu with a cold face: "Teminsha!"

Kuba should be the child's name, right?Du Ziyu thought about it and took a sip of soup.Old Ah Wu had already finished his meal, got up and went into the back room, took out two new bamboo mats, stood aside, said something in Burmese to Du Ziyu and Shen Shi, and then pointed to the ground.Probably let them stay overnight in this living room.After saying this, the old man went straight into the back room, but threw out the Moses sand material that he had promised to see.

"Kuba? How long do we have to wait?" Du Ziyu gently touched the Burmese boy, holding a dictionary, and asked him word by word.

Kuba also shook his head helplessly.

That night, Du Ziyu and Shen Shi were lying side by side on the bamboo mat, Shen Shi was shaking a big cattail fan, and Du Ziyu was smearing mosquito repellent lotion on his body. The night in the Myanmar village was very quiet, and the moonlight shone through the cracks in the thatched roof, shining gently on the two of them. body, Du Ziyu suddenly laughed.

"I remember the last time I slept like this, it was when I was a child. There was no air-conditioning in summer, so I went to sleep in the yard. My dad played cattail fan, and Mr. Du told stories..." Du Ziyu closed his eyes, his mind was full of childhood scenes, reclining chairs, steel wires Beds, mats, old cadre cups, glass bottles of orange soda, and a soft pack of Evergrande cigarettes...

"Shen Shi, who is in your family?" Du Ziyu murmured with his eyes closed.

"Nobody."

"Tell me about your childhood?"

"It's boring." Shen Shi's cattail fan paused, as if he was trying to remember, but after a long time, he shook his head discouragedly: "I can't remember."

Du Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes, and stared at Shen Shi with some displeasure. His expression was clearly blaming Shen Shi for not being honest enough. He curled his lips: "I think your kid has a very good memory!"

"That depends on whether Yu encounters anything worth remembering." Shen Shi said naturally.

"But since I've known you, your memory has been good, right?" Du Ziyu raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to say that before you met me, there was nothing worth remembering?"

Shen Shi propped himself up with one hand, and while calmly shaking his cattail fan, he looked at Du Ziyu quietly. After hearing these words, a smile appeared on his face, and he didn't answer.

Shen Shi seldom smiled, but Du Ziyu saw it all for the few times. This kid has a good appearance that makes people jealous, especially when he smiles, he is even more fascinating. He only thinks that he can make people drown in him In a shallow smile.Du Ziyu knew that he had an excuse not to talk about it, recalled the first time he met him, and guessed that Shen Shi's life in the past would not be too easy, it must be really lackluster, nothing worth remembering.

"Forget it, the past is the past." Du Ziyu grabbed Shen Shi's hand and intertwined his fingers: "You can remember the days that follow me."

"En," Shen Shi also held his hand instead: "Remember."

Du Ziyu was very satisfied with this answer, hooked the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Just know who treats you well."

After a long time, until Du Ziyu's breathing became longer, Shen Shi was still slowly shaking his cattail fan, keeping his fingers clasped together, and murmured thoughtfully: "Time is too short."

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Early the next morning, Du Ziyu was woken up by the noisy motor noise outside, sat up rubbing his eyes, and found that Shen Shi had already got up, standing on the stairs on the second floor looking down.

"What's so noisy?" Du Ziyu walked to the kitchen, washed his face hastily, and leaned over.

"They are transporting stones." Shen Shi pointed down. In the small courtyard, several young and strong Burmese people piled up a cart of stones against the wall. Old Ah Wu counted the quantity and signed on a waybill , waved his hand to send people away, turned his head and explained a few words to Kuba.

Seeing old Wu coming upstairs, Du Ziyu saluted politely. Just as he was about to say a few words about Moxi gravel, old Wu threw something into his arms, pointed to the pile of stones in the yard, and muttered Burmese.

Du Ziyu looked down at the sticky thing in his hand, which looked a bit like a loofah, and then looked at the small courtyard, where Kuba was washing the stones with a water pipe.

"Go downstairs and have a look." Du Ziyu said to Shen Shi, and the two went downstairs. When Kuba saw them, he turned off the water pipe, picked up a big stone and put it down in front of them. I also took the loofah pulp in my hand and began to wipe the shell. After wiping for a while, I washed the sludge with a water hose, and the original color of the shell appeared underneath.

After Kuba finished his work, he stood up and moved out of the way, signaling Du Ziyu and the others to try.So Du Ziyu and Shen Shi each picked a stone and rubbed it.

Scrubbing the stone looks simple, but it is not easy to meet the requirements of old Wu.It is actually very skillful to wipe off the stains and weathered color on the surface of the rough stone without damaging the inner shell and affecting the judgment of future stone gambling.Every time Du Ziyu and Shen Shi wiped it, Kuba would come over to take a look at it worriedly, give some guidance, and then let them continue to wipe.The three of them tossed and tossed for a long time, and only a little bit of the stone was wiped. Du Ziyu wiped off his sweat, and couldn't help trying to figure out what old Wu was thinking.

If they are really required to do hard work, then old Ah Wu can extort a lot of engraving fees, and hiring anyone casually can do a better job than the two of them.The current posture seems to be deliberately making things difficult for them and testing their sincerity?

Du Ziyu looked at those stones, and felt that things were not so simple. This place is very close to the emerald mining area. These rough stones should all be transported from the mine. Old Wu, a jade carver, why did he get so many rough stones?For a moment, Du Ziyu couldn't figure out the doorway inside.It's a pity that his "Sky Eye" didn't work yesterday, or he can still see if these rough stones are worth money.

"In your opinion, how about these stones?" Du Ziyu asked Shen Shi.

"It's uneven." Shen Shi rubbed a stone, weighed it, sniffed it, shook his head, and threw it aside.

Du Ziyu also picked out the rubbed stones to look at. The grains of sand were rough, and most of them were yellow salt sand skins. He couldn't tell just by looking at the shells. If it's not a good product, you still have to wipe it out of the window.

Confused, Du Ziyu continued to sell coolies for an afternoon. In the evening, old Wu came over to look at the rubbed stones, picked out some for Kuba to rework, and picked the rest and divided them into two groups. One of them drew several small forks on the stone.

For three days in a row, Du Ziyu and Shen Shi were helping old Ah Wu rub the stones until Du Ziyu's hands had blisters, and the stones were finally wiped off. Old Ah Wu almost synchronized with them. They were sorted into piles, some were marked, and some were just thrown away.

Du Ziyu wanted to ask, but because of the language barrier, he didn't know where to start, so he had to take advantage of his spare time to observe the methods of piles of stones.When Shen Shi came to look for him, he saw Du Ziyu squatting in front of a pile of rocks with a perplexed expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Shen Shi squatted down beside Du Ziyu with a small bottle in his hand.

"It's just right, help me take a look." Du Ziyu was still immersed in the pile of stones, he pointed to the farthest pile of stones and began to analyze: "I have been looking at it for several days, and these stones are classified by value. The best ones are all there, and they will be lined up one by one. You can see that the place with a cross on it should be a good place to open a window..." He said, pointing to the pile of stones in front of him: "These are Strange, nothing is marked, is it a rotten stone of the kind of shit?"

Shen Shi picked up a few stones and looked at them, then wandered around among the other stone piles, shaking his head when he came back.

"how?"

"It's weird," Shen Shi frowned, "Put good stones and bad stones together," he said, then picked up the stones at Du Ziyu's feet and looked at them: "On the contrary, these are pretty much the same, so they're good."

"Aren't you mistaken?" Du Ziyu's originally clear thinking was confused by him again. Obviously, the appearance of the leather shells in the places marked by stones is very suspicious, either there are green belts, or pine flowers, or skins. Green, how can there be good and bad?

"You come here first." Just as he was thinking, Du Ziyu was suddenly pulled up by Shen Shi and walked towards the bamboo building. He thought this kid had something to say, but he sat down on the bamboo stool directly.

Shen Shi knelt on one knee and grabbed his hand.

"Why?" Du Ziyu was stunned.

Shen Shi turned his palm over, the tender and delicate fingers and the palm were full of tiny scratches, redness and blisters, Shen Shi frowned, and took out a small bottle: "Apply medicine!"