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

Chapter 62 The Green Face Lao Zhao
At the end of the day, the wood delivered by Wang Yuanwai arrived.

Moreover, he sent it himself.

He commanded Lifu methodically to fill the backyard with batches of wood.

The paper figurines in the backyard stood beside them, motionless, watching them work.

The debris and remains of the water tank were also cleaned up by the paper man last night.

Xu Ping stood aside, chatting casually with Wang Yuanwai, feeling very pleased with himself.

Boss Zhao, Boss Zhao, let's see what else you can do next.

If you dare to play yin... that's really to my liking, I'm afraid you won't come.

After staring at it for a while, Wang Yuanwai turned around with a flattering smile on his face: "Young Master Xu, the wood is ready, please order."

Xu Ping looked at the neatly stacked logs, most of them were willow, paulownia and nanmu piled up in the yard, but his eyes froze as he looked at them.

"Wai Wang, what's the matter with those sandalwood, I didn't want these?"

What a rich man to make a coffin with sandalwood.

Wang Yuanwai was taken aback, and lost his voice in surprise: "There is another matter, you wait."

He glanced at it casually, and then pretended to be angry: "The guys at home are getting more and more outrageous. They actually delivered the wrong goods. They made such a low-level mistake. Let's see how I deal with them when I go back."

"Oh, but this time I came to Renjia Town, and I have other business to do. When I go back, there is really no place for the ox cart. What should I do?"

Seeing him talking to himself there, Xu Ping was immediately amused, are you competing for an Oscar, there is no trophy for you here.

Wang Yuanwai was still acting, when he suddenly saw his playful smile, his body froze, he couldn't go on acting, and said embarrassingly: "Hey, shopkeeper Xu, if you don't like this, I'd better sell this batch of sandalwood to you. What do you think?"

This batch of sandalwood is really good, with deep color and strong aroma, it is top-grade wood.

Sandalwood is moisture-proof, anti-corrosion and insect-proof, and it is also suitable for making coffins. There is a lot of sandalwood in the yard, which can be used for five coffins.

I can sell each coffin for hundreds of dollars, and even more if I meet local tyrants.

Xu Ping asked, "What's the price for this batch of sandalwood?"

Wang Yuanwai directly quoted: "One cent."

Xu Ping:?
……

Wang Yuanwai is miserable, he has to act when he comes to deliver goods, this is the first time he has done this kind of loss-making business, he is really inexperienced.

However, in order to show his respect and express his gratitude, and fearing that his subordinates would offend the superior in front of him, he still came to visit in person, and instantly recognized the door, so that he would have a place to hide when something happened in the future.

Well, this is forcing me to whore for nothing.

Well, Xu Ping nodded in agreement, went back to dig out the ocean plus a dime under the bed, and was digging when he heard the sound of soft footsteps outside the room.

He ran out to have a look, and thought, good guy, the man is gone.

Wang Yuanwai took a lot of hard work, didn't ask him for half a dime, and ran faster than a rabbit, just like avoiding a disaster.

Xu Ping stood in the yard, stunned for a while.

He has ten thousand ways to send the money over, but I'm afraid that if the king behaves like this, he will resist in every possible way.

Forget it, wait for the opportunity to meet and educate him again.

Don't do that next time.

As soon as Xu Ping closed the door, he called the paper figurine brothers to start working.

He himself went back to his room to catch up on sleep.

……

It is sinking day by day.

Wang Yuanwai, who had finished purchasing the medicinal materials, felt that he had done a good job in purchasing the mission for zero yuan.

Plan to reward yourself with a day trip to Yaozi.

The special service industry in this era can be divided into two categories.

One is the Northern Gang, mostly run by northerners, and most of the women who stumbled in the courtyard are northern women;

The other type is the Southern Gang. Most of the Southern Gang claim to be from Suzhou and Hangzhou, but this is not always the case. The reason why they pretend to be is because of an old saying: "Since ancient times, Suzhou and Hangzhou have produced beautiful women."

But if you don't want to talk about it, there are many beautiful women in the land of Nanyue.

In addition, Fengyue venues are divided into three levels, namely the first class (also known as Qingyin small class), the second class (also known as the tea room), and the third class (also known as the lower class).

Wang Yuanwai is a refined guest, he likes high-end places, but he can afford them.

But helplessly, there is only one place in Renjia Town, which can be regarded as a good place - Yihong Courtyard.

Wang Yuanwai shook his sleeves and walked in pompously with a big belly.

Unexpectedly, the person who came to greet him was neither a bustard nor a coquettish young lady, but a thin, sallow man with a sharp mouth and a tan, with a wretched smile.

"You..." Wang Yuanwai shrank his neck and leaned back, thinking he had seen him somewhere, "I remembered, aren't you the owner of the grocery store next door to the coffin shop?"

Shopkeeper Sun smiled all over his face, showing his big yellow teeth, spraying biochemical weapons: "Mr. Wang, it just so happens that you are also a fellow."

Wang Yuan is an old man, so how can he stand at the door and rush over to stop someone from encountering him when he enters the door? Is this a coincidence?

He looked him up and down, and said directly: "Shopkeeper Sun, if you have something to say, just say it. I'm also a sharp person, so I don't need to beat around the bush."

When shopkeeper Sun heard this, he didn't talk nonsense: "Boss Zhao wants to meet you and discuss a business with you."

Boss Zhao...Wang Yuanwai pondered for a while, he knew very well who the big men were around here. Boss Zhao's name was Zhao Yifa, and he was considered a rich businessman in this town, second only to Master Ren.

But the other party specializes in Western business, and our Wang family is in the business of medicinal materials, so it's impossible to win.

Wang Yuanwai thought for a moment, and decided to meet. This is how business is done. There are many acquaintances, many paths, and many enemies, many walls.

Came to an elegant garden, with a goatee, wearing a mandarin jacket with copper coins, and beside him were two graceful beauties in cheongsams, who were serving him to eat lychees.

The lychees in this season belong to a variety called Sanyuehong, which is relatively rare.

When Wang Yuanwai saw the battle, he understood in his heart that Boss Zhao had something to ask for.

As soon as he came in, Boss Zhao pushed aside the bright wrist next to him, stood up to greet him: "Oh, brother Wang, I've waited for you, come, come, sit down."

"Chunjiao, watch tea."

The little lady named Chunjiao added a cup of tea, and Kazilan's big eyes flickered, exuding charm, and Wang Yuanwai was taken aback for a while.

This girl looks really pretty.

At any rate, he had seen the world, so Wang Yuanwai collected himself, then bowed his hands to him, and said with a smile, "I can't expect Boss Zhao to treat you so politely, I don't know you..."

"Let's not talk about this first, sit down."

Boss Zhao greeted him warmly.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanwai had no choice but to sit down: "Boss Zhao, just tell me the truth. The shopkeeper Sun said just now that you have business with me. As for what kind of business it is, you can just tell me the truth."

Boss Zhao gestured, and Chunjiao next to her picked up a lychee, peeled off the red skin, bit her red lips, and brought it to Yuanwai Wang's mouth: "Brother Wang, try this lychee, is it sweet?"

The delicate voice was like a cat's paw in his heart, scratching and scratching.

Wang Yuanwai swallowed his saliva, and swallowed the lychee by accident.

He looked at the beauty next to him, felt a pair of breathtaking eyes, and the softness on his lips just now, and subconsciously said: "Sweet, so sweet."

"Haha..." Boss Zhao laughed even louder when he saw this, patted Wang Yuanwai on the shoulder, and said calmly, "They are all people of the same way, people of the same way."

Wang Yuanwai smiled shyly, "Boss Zhao, things have come to this point, you have something to say but it's okay, Wang can do it, he should do his best."

Hearing what he said, Boss Zhao nodded in satisfaction, then straightened his face, and said: "It's very simple, how did you sell the wood you sold for the coffin during the day, and how to get it back, I will pay three times the price."

This... I worked hard to get him to buy it for zero yuan.

You want me to take it back again, and then pay three times the price, three times the zero, isn't it still zero.

Besides... Then who is Mr. Xu, I am stupid.

Wang Yuanwai finally understood why this young master went to Wanliu Town to buy wood, and it turned out that someone was his enemy.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face disappeared, and he didn't look at the beauty next to him, and stood up directly: "Boss Zhao, the goods are cleared, so there is no reason to ask for it back?"

Hearing what he said, Boss Zhao's face changed slightly, but he also got up and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this, just go and collect it. If it really gets into trouble, I can say hello to the police station."

"Humph!"

Wang Yuanwai didn't pretend anymore, and just left a sentence: "Forgive me."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

When Boss Zhao saw it, his face turned green with anger, you two bastards, just wait for me.

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(End of this chapter)