Chapter 450 - A Thing of the Lin Family (1/2)

This is a small variety store covering an area of less than 10 square meters. It’s so crammed that some goods have to be placed on the sidewalk. Many products are dusty. It seems like people seldom come here to buy things. The store is crowded and the ceiling is low. Only Pug Nose can move freely in it. Being dragged by the old man, Lin Luoran trips over a stool at the door and almost falls.

If it were not so, she would not notice the wooden box on the shelf.

It’s a one-square-foot box made of wood. What kind of wood? It’s not easy to make out, since the box is covered with dust. It is placed at the bottom of the shelf.

Why is there a strange familiar feeling in her heart?

Lin Luoran thinks for a while and decides to take the box.

The old man narrows his eyes with a smile. “It seems that you have found something interesting.”

Lin Luoran wants to single out the wooden box. However, seeing that Pug Nose is greedy, she doesn’t want to bring herself any trouble. Therefore, she pretends to make a selection among the products.

“Let me see.”

Actually, the variety store is more like an antique shop with products such as rusty metal b.a.l.l.s and defective wooden cups. Only the fruit in front of the door appears fresh. The fruit is like the jujube on the earth. Lin Luoran puts one into her mouth. It tastes sour and bitter. Lin Luoran wears an awkward look.

Her hands are already teeming with dust, but she doesn’t find anything she wants except the wooden box she saw in the first place. Pug Nose wears an expression as if saying “My goods are all good”, which almost drives her to tears.

“I just want the fruit. It doesn’t grow in my hometown. I want to try it.” Lin Luoran points to the “jujube” and says.

Old Pug Nose walks up to her. “One pound of chilies for one pound of the fruit. After all, the fruit is imported from a faraway land. ”

Lin Luoran is rendered speechless. She runs across the street to see Uncle Anthony. Having got two pounds of dried chilies, she returns to the variety store and pretends to look around. She picks out a not-too-old big iron box and the wooden box, and puts them in front of Pug Nose.

“I want two pounds. Can you give me a box to carry them?”

Pug Nose stares at the two boxes and resolutely holds the big iron box in his arms. “I will lose money if two pounds will need such a big box.”

The wooden box is of the sliding type. Pug Nose hands Lin Luoran the box with some “jujubes” in it. Lin Luoran gives him the chilies and leaves without looking back.

Pug Nose weighs the two pounds of spices. He is very satisfied with the business.

Lin Luoran settles the account with Uncle Anthony, and then goes back to the stars.h.i.+p. She’s not in the mood to go shopping, because she’s eager to find out the secrets of the wooden box.

On the stars.h.i.+p, four people gather around Lin Luoran to see what good things she has brought back. However, they only find a dusty wooden box. In the box is nothing but some fruit similar to the jujube. The little fox is eager to try everything. It eats a “jujube”, but the sour taste makes it wrinkle its forehead. Everyone laughs, and the little fox jumps to its feet and runs away with sour tears.

Lin Luoran chats with Xiaozhi for a while, and then watches the production of chilies. The red peppers are all dehydrated on the a.s.sembly line.

Another batch of peppers has ripened in her s.p.a.ce. Agricultural robots accurately cut off each pepper with a thin spider-like hand, without hurting the buds, branches or leaves. That makes Lin Luoran feel rea.s.sured.

Lin Luoran takes the box into her s.p.a.ce. She hasn’t examined it yet, when the fire phoenix flies out and howls, “Phoenix wood!”

Lin Luoran lifts the wooden box. “You mean this?”

Fire phoenix nods. Phoenixes perch on parasol trees, so Lin Luoran knows that the box is made of parasol wood. Others living in s.p.a.ce are awakened. They come over to see what’s going on. Lin Luoran wipes the dust from the wooden box, exposing its body with wood grain.

The one-square-foot box is engraved with a simple yet magnificent cloud pattern symbolizing good luck. Lin Luoran examines the exterior and interior of the box but doesn’t find any special figure. But where does the familiar feeling come from?

She doesn’t give up. She explores the interior with her spiritual mind. There are no interlayers and no Reiki, which suggests that it is simply an ordinary wooden box.

Feeling deeply bored, three monsters go away.

Lin Luoran doesn’t know what to do with the wooden box. White Fairy hesitates for a while and then steps forward smilingly. “I once heard that parasol wood can neutralize the effect of the spiritual mind. You can try other methods.”

Lin Luoran understands. She thanks White Fairy and takes the wooden box to her room.

Sitting in a chair, she taps the box all over with her fingers. The box produces a clear sound like a mountain spring. After all, parasol wood is perfect for making instruments. However, the slightly thicker bottom of the box makes a somewhat awkward sound.

Lin Luoran has a knit print on her finger. Soon a glittering golden blade appears at the fingertip. She carefully takes apart the wooden box and finds a hole at the bottom… Is it an interlayer?