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Chapter 73

Jing Yingrong started her official work in the Shark Lai Box.

Wang Zhengde took her with him for ten days, and since day No. 11, he let her stay alone on the first floor, while Wang Zhengde himself went to the rest room on the third floor, occasionally poking out his consciousness to check the situation on the first floor.

"Well, I want to buy pearls."

A male monk entered the store, he stared blankly at Jing Yingrong, and then quickly looked away, his eyes drifted among the pearls in the room, as if he didn't know where to look.

Jing Yingrong asked, "Which one do you want to buy?"

"I don't know much...can you choose for me?"

The monk finally found a place for his sight. He stared at his toes, as if he was not here to buy pearls but shoes.

Jing Yingrong asked skillfully, "What are you buying for?"

"Refining...ah no, alchemy."

"How many pills do you want?"

"Five or so."

"Are there any requirements for color and shape?"

"Any color and shape is fine, not too small, and," the monk paused, his voice weakened, a little shy, "Try, try to be as cheap as possible."

"it is good."

Jing Yingrong replied, then turned around to get the pearls from the shelf.

Hearing the movement, the monk dared to raise his head.He saw the room full of pearls shining brightly, but they were overshadowed by the gaze of the mirror.Under that figure, no matter how beautiful the pearl was, it became a foil.

After Jing Yingrong took the pearl and turned around, the monk hurriedly lowered his head again.

Two frosty white hands appeared in his vision, holding five pearls in each palm.The pearls in the left hand center are larger, and the pearls in the right hand center are smaller. They are all irregular shapes and colors are also different.

The color and appearance of these ten pearls are not very good, but when they are held in the palms of those hands, reflected by the fat and jade skin, they seem to have a soul-stirring brilliance.

"On the left is the No. [-] snail bead, with a total of six middle-grade spirit stones; on the right is the No. [-] snail bead, with a total of four middle-grade spirit stones. Are you satisfied?"

Mirror Yingrong asked.Her attitude and tone were far from enthusiastic by any means, but it was clear that the guest's attention was not on it.

The monk's eyes turned from left to right, and from right to left.

"Just... number four."

"Do you need flour?"

"No need." The monk replied subconsciously, and he reacted as soon as the words came out, showing a little remorse.

"Well, wait a minute."

Jing Yingrong put the bead in his right hand back on the shelf, put five No.[-] bead into the kit, and handed it to the monk.

After collecting the spirit stone, she smiled at the monk and said, "Thank you for your patronage."

That smile was as light as the clouds in the sky, even if it was like this, the monk was dumbfounded.

The monk left the store in a state of dismay, and almost fell on the steps when he went out.

Not far away, when his companion saw him coming out, he leaned over and winked and said with a smile, "How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

The monk nodded silently.

"Hey, don't be confused, have you bought the pearl?"

The monk came back to his senses: "I bought it."

He took out the kit and poured out the pearls for his companions to see.

The companion was surprised: "Number four conch beads? Didn't you say that at most three is enough?"

The cultivator coughed twice, hesitatingly said: "Well, I'm not, cough, what, alas..."

He hesitated for a long time and didn't make it clear, but his companion's expression became subtle, with understanding and sympathy in the funny: "Well, needless to say, I understand, it's a big deal for the beauty to save face, isn't it I—"

The companion suddenly stopped talking and became embarrassed.

The monk is no longer embarrassed, and looks grateful to have found a bosom friend: "No wonder you said that you have run out of spirit stones, and you were over budget when you came to buy pearls?"

The companion rolled his eyes: "Do you think I am you? I know what kind of pearls I want to buy, and I will tell them directly."

"Then where did your spirit stone go?"

"Uh..." The companion rubbed his nose, "I've been here three times in a row, and I bought something every time, so I just..."

Cultivator: "..."

The companion changed the subject: "Anyway, we have to buy pearls, and we will come here to buy them in the future. The price is about the same, and it is pleasing to the eye... Do you think so?"

"Yes!"

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When there are no customers in the store, Jing Yingrong sits behind the counter near the door and does some simple processing of pearls.

Shark Tears Box mainly sells bare pearls. In addition, it also sells basic processed products of pearls, such as pearl powder and pearl jewelry.These processed products used to be made by Wang Zhengde casually, so the quantity was not large, and sometimes they disappeared when they were sold out.

Wang Zhengde taught Jing Yingrong the processing skills, and Jing Yingrong seemed to be interested in it.

She put a box of pearls on the counter, and according to the knowledge Wang Zhengde taught her, she selected pearls of the same type, color, and quality from the box, and placed them in the mortar beside her.

The mortar and pestle were newly bought by Wang Zhengde two days ago, and they were also in the shop, but they were broken by Jing Yingrong—just like she broke Qin Xinyao's repairing stone back then.She learned from experience, diluted her spiritual power and carefully controlled it, and finally she was able to use the tool smoothly.

The spirit stones for buying new tools are deducted from her salary.

Jing Yingrong expressed no objection to this.

After choosing the right pearls, Jing Yingrong poured spiritual power into the mortar and pestle, carefully crushed and ground the pearls, and wrapped the crushed pearls with spiritual power to prevent the spiritual energy in the pearls from leaking out. , and finally sift through with spiritual consciousness to ensure that the powder is fine enough.

The ground pearl powder was put into a jade bottle with a narrow mouth and round belly, and it was plugged with a cork engraved with runes. The bottle was labeled with the name and dosage, and it was considered complete.

Jing Yingrong was concentrating on it.Even though she can easily crush the hardest pearl into dust with spiritual power, she still chooses to use this method to complete things step by step.

She can also make pearl jewelry. Wang Zhengde himself has never studied it specially, so what he taught her is the simplest style, such as making a hole in the pearl and then taking a demon spider silver thread or other threads to string together. A string of pearl bracelets, or a pearl pendant made by directly stringing a pearl on a silk thread, how simple and simple it is.

When passers-by pass by the Shark Tears Box, they will sometimes see a stunning woman sitting behind the counter.She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, her expression was calm and focused, and she picked up pearls in her jade fingers, doing her work dexterously.

The beauty of the pearl is like a picture scroll. People can't help but take a second look, and then glance at the plaque of the shop from the corner of their eyes.Over time, I remembered the name of the store.

Unknowingly, Shark Tears Box, a small shop with little reputation at first, gradually became famous in Jingui City, and became a topic of conversation for many monks—especially young monks.

(End of this chapter)