The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 58
The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was as clear as blue.

A carriage slowly left Wanliu Town, and Wang Yuanwai stood at the entrance of the town, sending them all the way here.

The three people on the carriage were exactly Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu's master and apprentice.

After rescuing Wang Shuang'er last night, Wang Yuanwai burst into tears and almost knelt down for several people.

When I left in the morning, I really offered a generous thank you gift.

Gu Nianhua held the wooden box with both hands and exclaimed, "Master, that Wang Yuanwai is really generous."

Xu Ping leaned aside, half-closed his eyes and took a look, thinking, this Wang Yuanwai is indeed quite generous.

There were thirty small yellow croakers in the box, which was a gift from Wang Yuanwai to them.

This ceremony is really a bit heavy.

But for Wang Yuanwai, it was just sprinkling water.

His family is in the business of medicinal materials, and it seems that it has even reached the provincial capital, but the timber business can only be regarded as insignificant for his family.

But just this insignificant point has solved the urgent need of Xu Ji's coffin shop.

Uncle Jiu opened the wooden box, and the inside was shining golden. He picked up ten small yellow croakers and said, "Xiao Xu, take the rest."

Um?Xu Ping's eyes changed slightly, he looked at Uncle Jiu who was serious, and said with a smile, "Uncle Jiu, I only have one person here, you are two masters and apprentices..."

Uncle Jiu understood what he meant, and shook his head: "You contribute the most, and it's reasonable to get more."

Xu Ping was stunned for a moment.

Is this still that stingy Uncle Jiu?
"Uncle Jiu, are you serious?"

"Um……"

Uncle Jiu nodded and didn't take it seriously.

He does love money, but he is not greedy.

He still has a sense of what should and can be taken.

If it was true that everything was done for money, he would have already been rich, and Renjiazhen might become Linjiazhen too.

Thinking of the mysterious magic technique he saw last night, Uncle Jiu couldn't help exclaiming: "I really didn't expect that Xiao Xu's master turned out to be a master of witchcraft."

It is rumored that in ancient times, witchcraft was before Taoism, and even overwhelmed Taoism, and it was in the limelight for a while.

Although it has fallen a little bit at the moment, there are still many branches that spread all over the place, and even once spread overseas.

Although it is different orthodox, Uncle Jiu didn't look down on Bian, and of course, he didn't have the qualifications either.

Whatever you say is what you say. If you want to think this way, I can't help it...Xu Ping nodded when he heard Uncle Jiu's words, and said perfunctorily: "Mmm..."

……

Xu Ji coffin shop.

Xu Ping jumped off the carriage, waved goodbye to Uncle Jiu, then turned around and walked towards the shop.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Xu, have you traveled far away?"

Shopkeeper Sun of the nearby grocery store, with his hands in his cuffs, asked him.

He still remembered the strange appearance that night, but he didn't find anything in the morning. For a while, he thought that his eyes were blurred because of kidney deficiency, and he had hallucinations.

However, he looked at Xu Ping with some respect and a little fear.

Seeing that it was Shopkeeper Sun from the next door who was asking questions, Xu Ping held the wooden box in his left hand, with the seal of the commander in his arms, greeted him with his free right hand, and said, "Yes, I went to Wanliu Town and had a little talk. Business."

The coffin shop also went out to discuss business. It's such a big business. I haven't heard of any natural or man-made disasters... Shopkeeper Sun was stunned for a moment, but after a while, he ignored it and said directly: "Hey, Shopkeeper Xu, you are going to make a fortune this time." what."

"Get rich?" Xu Ping glanced at his wooden box, could it be that you have clairvoyant eyes, "Shopkeeper Sun, what do you mean by that, what do you mean by getting rich?"

Shopkeeper Sun smiled mysteriously, took two steps forward, and said in a low voice, "I heard that the foreigners in the western restaurant over there plan to sell all four or five shops here, and our shops happen to be among them."

There are only a few main roads in Renjia Town.

The road in front of the shop is the most spacious in the town, and it is close to the entrance of the town. The transportation is convenient and the flow of people is large. Anyone who does business wants to stay here.

When the pungent bad breath came, Xu Ping held his breath and took a step back, "After all, do so many people eat Western food?"

Could it be that foreign things invaded so quickly?

Shopkeeper Sun also didn't know, so he said: "I don't know what kind of business they are going to do, but I heard that the price is very high, and the big guys haven't made up their minds yet, so I just asked what you mean?"

The coffin shop is inherited from the ancestors... Xu Ping pondered for a moment, then smiled: "I can't go against the decision of my ancestors, and I won't sell it for any money..."

As he said that, he patted the wooden box and smiled all over his face: "We are not short of money."

Shopkeeper Sun was completely contrary to his thoughts, and dissatisfied: "Actually, it's good to sell it. Isn't it popular to go to the provincial capital now, and the housing prices in the provincial capital are getting higher day by day."

Although what you said is right, there is no need to sell the ancestral house... Xu Ping didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and walked towards his shop when he suddenly remembered something.

Boss Zhao tore up the contract without warning, could it be that he was cooperating with foreigners and trying to force himself to give up the shop.

Like to cooperate with foreigners and make money?

……

When Uncle Jiu and Gu Nianhua returned to Yizhuang, there was another flurry of panic.

It was three poles high in the sun, and Wen Cai was still sleeping, and was picked up by him with a stick.

Qiu Sheng disappeared.

All the fruit cakes on the altar were gone.

Anyway, either being lazy or messing around, Uncle Jiu was so angry that his temples swelled and his blood pressure exploded.

After a while of filial piety, Uncle Jiu sat on the teacher's chair with a helpless face, pointed at Wen Cai and reprimanded him: "If you are half as small as others, no, one tenth, I will burn the incense."

Wen Cai lowered his head and said timidly: "Master, it's okay, why did you mention Shopkeeper Xu?"

Uncle Jiu wanted to scold again, but when Gu Nianhua came over with an obedient face, serving tea and water, his anger dissipated, and finally there was someone who was reliable and obedient.

If it weren't for these two apprentices, their character is not bad, he would like to clean up the house.

"Where is Qiusheng, where did you go?"

Wencai replied honestly, "I don't know, I'm probably showing his aunt the shop."

"Oh..." Uncle Jiu couldn't say anything more, not everyone was like him, alone.

Rest for a while and hide the little yellow croaker.

He offered the tribute again, and took two apprentices to burn incense and kowtow.

Then I heard someone shouting again from outside the door: "Old Jiu, Lao Jiu, are you back?"

As soon as Uncle Jiu heard the voice, he knew who it was.

The only person in the town who would call him Lao Jiu was Lao Lin who used to be a corpse stitcher in the Dajing Dynasty.

He is one of his few old friends.

An old man about 60 years old came in at the door, with a haggard appearance, a hunched back, and a pale, wrinkled face. While shouting, he walked in without being polite at all.

Uncle Jiu came out to welcome the old man, and when he saw the old man, he smiled all over his face: "Old Lin, didn't you go to the provincial capital, when did you come back?"

The old man called Lao Lin waved his hand like a chicken paw, and complained: "Forget it, for the son of the Black Tiger Gang in the provincial capital, he sewed that mutilated corpse, and almost lost his life there."

Uncle Jiu was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

To be able to be called an old friend by him, someone of the same generation, of course, has some tricks on him.

Only then did Lao Lin, the corpse maker, see Gu Nianhua behind him, and instead of answering his words, his eyes showed shock: "Old Nine, who is this girl, she is very sinister."

Uncle Jiu came to his senses and introduced the two of them: "Xiaohua, this is Old Lin, the corpse maker, you can call him Old Lin..."

(End of this chapter)