Chapter 41 Pickling Mo Kun (2/2)

”You have to find thirty English words for plant names in one minute,” said the young man.

This question was a piece of cake for Long Xi, who was good at English!

She already saw the word ”mushroom” in the second line of letters and found the word ”flower” in the fourth line.

So she said, ”mushroom, flower, tree, cereus...”

It was not only the horizontal and vertical lines but the diagonal lines that had the English words. She said the 30 words in one breath, which took no more than a minute.

The young man's eyes showed his surprise.

He asked, ”Do you know the principle of pickling?”

And then, he seemed to think of something particularly funny and grinned, covering his mouth.

Long Xi said, ”Pickling? It's a way to preserve vegetables by using high-concentration salt liquid and lactic acid bacteria fermentation. My grandmother pickles mustard and radish. Why are you asking this?”

The young man laughed wildly for a while and then he asked, ”Do you think that Mo Kun is being pickled now?”

Long Xi suddenly understood and was shocked. She asked, ”Is there a high concentration of saline in the water?”

”Yeah, it is the sea water we had flown in. We also specially added ten pounds of refined salt to it. He's been soaking in there for an hour and a half already. Rest assured, the salinity of this water is about 21 %, a little lower than that of the Dead Sea. He would have to soak for at least another hour before he dies of dehydration.” The young man laughed heartily.

Long Xi really wanted to rush into the screen to beat him up. But now it was not the time to act impulsively!

She asked, ”You just said that if I pass, I can get the key to rescue Mo Kun. Where is the key?”

The young man said, ”Look at the door.”

Long Xi looked towards the entrance of the cinema and saw a bunch of balloons floating into the doorway. They suddenly encountered an ascending airflow and quickly drifted to the dome about 5 meters above the ground.

There were seven balloons of different colors. A red rope hung from the string and a key was tied at one end.

Long Xi said, ”So high, how can I get it?”

”That's your problem.” The young man smiled happily.

Long Xi had to take out the only tool she had, which was the pair of little scissors.

She stood on the seat and using the sharp part of the scissors as a dart, threw it at the balloon.

Before the scissors could even reach the balloons, it dropped and almost hit Long Xi.

No, it was too far away. She had to think of other ways!

She jumped out of the seat and tried looking everywhere for any kind of tools. She found a broom behind the back door.

If she could throw this broom onto the rope in the middle of the bunch of balloons, they might drop, due to the weight of the broom.

So Long Xi stood on the seat again, aimed it at the connecting rope in the middle of balloons and threw it with all her might.

It could only be due to the blessings of Buddha. The broom hit the spot where Long Xi wanted it to.