Moonshine & Valentine: His Excellency’s First Love (Love Knot) - Chapter 8

Yuhu was lying quietly on the wooden table covered with flannel, only the size of a palm. The jade on the head is eroded.

Helan Jingting put on the soft cloth gloves, took Yuhu in his hand and weighed it again, then put it down. Pick up the magnifying glass and the spotlight, and carefully check the lines and colors.

“This is fake, isn’t it?” Pippi leaned aside and pointed to the two round holes on the tiger’s back: “Can craftsmen in the Warring States period drill such a round hole? This hole looks like it was drilled by a machine.”

“The hole in the Liangzhu period was so round.”

“The Liangzhu period was before or after the Warring States period?”

“Five thousand years ago.”

“…Is that the front or the back?”

Someone sighed: “In front.”

Behind them stood two tall and strong security guards, looking forward blankly.

Helan Jingting turned the spotlight to the brightest, facing the light, measuring the length and spacing of the pattern with a soft ruler.

After a while, seeing that he hadn’t spoken for a long time, Pippi said again: “The light here is obviously not good, why didn’t you take off your sunglasses? If you are afraid of falling off, I can hold them for you.”

“Trouble you, just treat me as blind.”

“You didn’t wear glasses in the museum yesterday.”

No, Pippi remembers it clearly. At that time, Helan Jingting quickly put on his glasses as soon as he heard her movement. Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, “Do you only wear glasses when I’m by your side?”

“Yes, it seems you are very important, right?”

Pippi shut up.

After another half an hour, Pippi couldn’t help but urged: “Have you finished watching?”

“No.”

“How long will it take?”

“After a while.”

“I’m hungry.”

“There is a restaurant outside.”

“I don’t have enough money.” In a hurry to catch the bus, Pippi rode in an air-conditioned super luxury car. There is not much left after paying the ticket. The remaining money has to buy back tickets.

Helan Jingting stood up, said hello to the security guard, and returned Yuhu back.

In front of the museum is a bustling street.

Helan Jingting asked, “What do you want to eat?”

“……noodles.”

“If you have money, what would you like to eat?”

“poached fillet.”

He took her to a Sichuan restaurant.

The two sat down, and Pippi flipped through the menu, shocked: “How can Sichuan food be so expensive?”

Helan Jingting looked at her: “I’ll treat you.”

Pippi ordered two dishes, one boiled fish fillet, and one dish of mushroom cabbage: “There is a lot of boiled fish, enough for two.”

Helan Jingting didn’t say a word. When the waiter took the menu, he said, “I don’t eat anything, you eat it alone.”

Eat it alone? Didn’t you order his favorite dish?

Pippi was a little embarrassed and said hurriedly, “What if you don’t eat, aren’t you hungry?”

“Not hungry.” Helan Jingting said lightly.

“Then…what do you usually eat for dinner? Do you make it yourself?”

“What I eat, you won’t like it.”

Pippi smiled: “No. I’m an omnivorous animal and eat everything. Tell me, what do you like to eat?”

Helan Jingting looked up at her and said, “I eat flowers.”

“Flower?” Pippi did not hear clearly: “Broccoli? Cauliflower? Flower fungus? Chinese pepper?”

Helan Jingting shook his head.

Pippi’s eyes fell on the vase in the middle of the table. There are two carnations in it.

“You mean… flowers?”

“Ok.”

She pointed to the vase: “This kind? Carnation?”

“safflower.”

“This is a carnation.”

“I call it safflower.”

“Of course… it’s red.”

Pippi felt that their conversation had become newsworthy. So she chased her: “OK, you eat flowers and flowers. How to eat them? Air-dried tea? Make candied fruit? Candied or boiled?”

“Eat raw.”

Pippi picked off the carnation and handed it to him: “You can eat it for me, okay?”

Helan Jingting did not answer: “Don’t eat.”

“This is the flower, why don’t you eat it?”

“Used fertilizer.”

“…You only eat green food?”

“Ok.”

Pippi thought for a while, then asked: “Then how many flowers do you want to eat a day? Do you count by flower? Or by the catty?”

“Never counted.”

“Where do you buy flowers? A flower shop?”

“Grow your own. I have a big garden.”

“What if… what if the harvest is bad and there is not enough food?”

“Then be hungry.”

Pippi looked at his figure for a while, and sighed: “Not enough nutrition… No wonder you are so thin.”

The boiled fish fillets came, and Pippi had to eat it alone. Helan Jingting looked at her silently.

She was very hungry, and even ate two bowls of rice without talking.

After dinner, Helan Jingting ordered her a bowl of spinach soup: “Drink some soup, you eat too fast, will you swallow it?”

Pippi wiped his mouth, took out a piece of Xiaoyu from his pocket and handed it to him: “This is a piece of jade I bought. You can show it.”

When she left the subway station in the morning, she bought a piece of jade on the street stall. It looked green and in good condition. It was twenty yuan.

Helan Jingting glanced, chuckled, and threw it into the trash can.

“Hey, my jade, why throw it away!”

“Rubbish.”

Pippi grabbed the trash can and was about to search. Leng might as well a guest next to him spitting into the trash can.

One hand held her: “Don’t look for it.”

Helan Jingting said, “Why don’t I give you something.”

“I… why do I want your stuff?”

“It’s not a valuable thing, but it’s a mascot.”

He took out his wallet from his arms, which contained a small bag for coins. Opening the pouch, he conjured a small ball the size of a red ball from it. A black string was used to pierce the bead and tie it to her left wrist. He tied a knot casually.

Pippi found that his knotting was very quick and peculiar. The knotted knots are looped layer by layer, creating the shape of a small hollow flower.

“Okay.” He cut the remaining rope with a knife.

“What is this bead made of? It doesn’t look like jade.” Pippi moved the bead to the palm of his hand to play. It was found to be very hard and heavy, but the surface was not very smooth. Upon closer inspection, there were fine holes and textures.

“Not jade.”

“Is it… Buddhist beads?”

“almost.”

He suddenly sat on the chair next to her and said mysteriously: “I teach you how to play.”

Spreading his wrists, Helan Jingting moved the beads to her pulse. The beads vibrated gently.

“Look, see, it will move!” Pippi whispered, “it seems to be jumping up.”

“It loves you to listen to your heartbeat.”

“Oh… it will still get hot.” The bead gradually became slightly hot.

“Don’t play for too long, your heartbeat will follow it faster.”