Chapter 750 You are lucky if you have more

"The small blue and white porcelain spoons are made from the refining cauldron, right? What comes out of the furnace is the same, there is no difference in importance." Even so, Lieutenant General Mi Yue still took two spoons from Luo Bi's hand.

The little spoon continued to mutter: "Even if there is a difference, the weight is just a tiny bit different. It's hard to measure it with your hands."

He had a small blue and white porcelain spoon in his left hand and a small blue and white porcelain spoon in each hand. After a moment of feeling, Lieutenant General Mi Yue showed an expression that made it look like it was true. He said: "The two small spoons are equally heavy."

Luo Bi murmured in her heart, then picked up another handful from the table, weighed it and gave it to Lieutenant General Mi Yue: "Switch to this one to compare and see if there is any difference."

Lieutenant General Mi Yue was speechless. He took it again with a smile, put down one of the small blue and white porcelain spoons, and weighed the weight by feel. After two seconds, he spread his hands and said, "They are all the same, Luo Bi, you are also very busy.

Yes, this is not fun."

Luo Bi glanced at Lieutenant General Mi Yue and asked, "Do you still want it?"

"Yes, blue and white porcelain, the little spoon looks pretty good." Lieutenant General Mi Yue was in charge of finance. He was obsessed with people and wealth, and he would not refuse anything given to him.

Luo Bi handed ten small blue and white porcelain spoons to Lieutenant General Mi Yue: "Ten spoons for each person. These are yours. Keep them carefully."

Lieutenant General Mi Yue smiled, it was just a small blue and white porcelain spoon. As for Luo Bi's special instructions? He thought so in his heart, but Lieutenant General Mi Yue did not say it out loud. With a consistent smile, he accepted ten small blue and white porcelain spoons.

, put it into the storage ring.

Luo Bi saw that he had put it away, and then said: "When you go back, you can weigh the weights if you have nothing to do. The light spoons are ordinary refining tools, and the more important ones are the blue and white porcelain arrays. I mixed them up myself, so I can't tell.

, you can go back and tell the difference yourself!”

After a pause, Luo Bi said again: "I originally wanted to give you ten blue and white porcelain small spoon arrays, but you couldn't tell them apart. Just use the few small spoon arrays you have! If you have more, you'll be lucky. If you have less, you'll be lucky.

It’s my fault that your hand feels bad, you can’t choose even if I ask you to choose.”

As soon as these words came out, Lieutenant General Mi Yue was killed. Luo Bi was so unreasonable. She forced him to give him two small spoons and asked him to weigh them by feel, without even a hint of speaking about the array.

Reveal it to him.

He put away what he deserved, and then said that there were array devices in the ten small blue and white porcelain spoons, and no one would bring such a thing.

"What did you say?" Lieutenant General Mi Yue's smiling eyes widened again, and he asked again out of caution: "You mean, there are array devices in the ten small spoons you gave me, right?

"

Luo Bi stared at Lieutenant General Mi Yue's eyes curiously. She originally thought they were narrow eyes, but it turns out that they can become round when she is anxious. They are not ordinary round, they are round and round, which looks quite funny.

"Ah, the small blue and white porcelain spoon in my hand has an array device, and it is mixed up with the ordinary small blue and white porcelain spoon that was made." Luo Bi told the truth and stimulated Lieutenant General Mi Yue at the same time. Aren't you just pretending to smile all day long?

Today makes you anxious.

Luo Bi liked to see Lieutenant General Mi Yue's round eyes, so he continued: "I don't know the ten small blue and white porcelain spoons I gave you, and you can't tell them apart yourself. Maybe there are a few small spoons, maybe there are none.

, who knows, anyway, each person has ten, and I don’t treat anyone differently.”

Lieutenant General Mi Yue, who had lived for more than a hundred years, could no longer smile. His red face was sweating, and there was a small layer of sweat beads densely packed in it. It was urgent.
Chapter completed!