Chapter 112 (1/2)
Anna dressed up a little and went out with Karenin the next day.
Cote dalgant is a section of the coast in the southwest of France. It is known as the ”silver coast”. When the sun shines on the beach, everything is shining, like the back of the world. Seaport trade is well developed. The folk custom is relatively simple.
The goods may not always be as good as Petersburg, but there is always something strange. In Cote dalgant, the value of something is often not in itself, but in the story it is given.
For example, Anna has this. A small silver comb decorated with red coral. The shape is simple, obtuse angle shape, which is not easy to scratch fingers. There are eight red corals, which are very full. The silver utensils are not new, a little dusty, but not ugly.
It was sold by a small man with a beard and a shrewd eye. He told a sobbing story, which is about a noble lady falling in love with a poor boy. This comb is a token of love between them.
”What a sad story.”
Anna and they gathered a small group of people, one of the dress extraordinary young lady was moved by some tears.
”We'll buy it.” Karenin said.
After they left, Anna held the packed comb in her hand, and then raised her head and asked Karenin, ”do you believe that story?”
”There are not so many stories of noble ladies and poor boys, Anna. That probability is basically zero. ” Karenin said calmly.
”Then why did you buy it?”
”You like it, don't you?” Karenin did not look at Anna, but quietly said this sentence, the latter only felt sweet in his heart.
”Oh, yes, even if it's a fake story, but I do like the gift.”
”The added value of a story exceeds the value of the thing itself. An honest and responsible businessman is never better than a slippery businessman. ” Karenin almost sighed.
Anna giggled and said, ”you might as well say that women's money is always easier to earn.”
”I agree with that.” Karenin nodded slightly.
”I want to go for a walk by the sea,” Anna added. ”I love the sea.”
”Then go.” Karenin did not object.
Located between Biarritz and the mouth of the Adur River, the water here is particularly clear.
”I want to walk barefoot.” Anna said.
Karenin did not agree: ”this is not appropriate, and the weather is still cold, you will be ill.”
Anna looks at Karenin.
After a while, the latter sighed: ”if you insist, but I still think...”
Anna did not wait for Karenin to finish, she took off her shoes and stepped on the soft fool, and her face changed.
”You are right.” She mumbled and put on her shoes again.
”It's a little cold.”
”I'm glad you can look at it more rationally.” Said Karenin, almost smiling, and Anna complained to him.
”You can do it the next time it's warmer.” Finally, Karenin said this, and Anna was in a better mood.
There's no need to treat every moment of the moment as the last day, because their future is long.
Karenin noticed that Anna always looked around with her head down. He asked, ”what are you looking for?”
”Shells.” Anna said, and then squat down, fingers in the sand button dig, after a while, a small conch appeared in Anna's hand.
Karenin also squatted down. Anna took his hand and put the conch into his hand with a smile.
”Although it's a bit flat and not as precious as the coral comb you just sent me, now it's also unique in the world.”
The small conch was buried in the sand for a long time. It was still covered with the smell of sea breeze and salty wet. It was cool and the hardness of the shell scratched across the skin, which made people feel its existence very clearly.
Its color, as his wife said, is a little square, but now, it is a unique small conch.
”I've never received such a gift.” Karenin said in a gentle tone.
Naturally, he received many precious gifts, which were well packaged and sent to his house with various unavoidable purposes. However, he never had any gifts. Lying in his hands so rudely, the giver had no purpose.