Hades sequence

Chapter 53

"Ok."

Jiang Xinyue accepted the paper man.

She and Jiang Yan watched Jiang Jiuguo leave the room. The two of them did not go to bed immediately, but looked at the paper figures curiously.

The paper figures look ordinary, just like children cutting paper, simply cutting out human figures.

"Let's put the paper figures away and put them in the phone case." Jiang Xinyue suggested.

Mobile phones are a must-have item for today's people. They have to be carried with them when going to the toilet. Putting them in a mobile phone case makes them easy to carry around and not easy to lose.

Jiang Yan nodded.

Very carefully and lovingly, I put the paper man into the phone case, smoothed it, straightened it, and covered it.

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The next morning.

"Son, why do you get up so early, don't you sleep more?"

Mother Jiang looked surprised when Jiang Jiuguo woke up. In the past, Jiang Jiuguo seldom said that he would sleep until noon.

"I used to get up early abroad."

Jiang Jiuguo prevaricated.

Taking the formula in the underground building, I was often tortured to the point of being unable to sleep, and was forced to develop the habit of getting up early.

"I just happened to buy soy milk. If you eat the soy milk and steamed buns, you have to have breakfast in the morning." Jiang Ma said.

"Okay." Jiang Jiu enjoyed being taken care of by her mother.

However, he did not forget to do business.

"Mom, I'm going to go out later, and I may come back later tonight."

"Huh? Where are you going?" Jiang's mother said nervously, fearing that Jiang Jiuguo would disappear again.

"I'm going to go out and find my friends."

After Jiang Jiuguo finished speaking, he lowered his head and glanced at a letter in his hand, on which was written "To Jiang Jiuguo".

This is a letter written to him by Zhou Fengchun, his first roommate in the underground building.

After nearly a year, he had never forgotten his agreement with Zhou Fengchun. If it hadn't been delayed by the incident in the villa yesterday, he would have planned to find Zhou Fengchun's family when he came back from the underground building last night.

soon.

After breakfast, Jiang Jiuguo picked up the big black bag and went out.

"Let's replenish the paper figures first."

There were not many paper figures he brought out from the underground building, only 5. Yesterday, 3 were consumed in a row, so they must be replenished as soon as possible.

I ordered a Didi.

Jiang Jiuguo went to the nearest funeral shop.

This funeral shop is old. When Jiang Jiuguo's grandfather passed away, he went to this funeral shop to buy funeral items and so on.

"Okay." Jiang Jiuguo entered the store and said to a seventy-year-old man sitting on a wooden rocking chair, "I'm here to buy something."

The [-]-year-old man woke up from his sleep.

As soon as he saw a guest, he hurriedly got up and greeted him enthusiastically.

"What do you want to buy? I have everything you want here. I will be a child for a hundred years without being bullied."

"I want to customize paper figures."

"Paper man? Okay, do you want to customize a male or a female? I keep pace with the times here. What kind of style do you think it is? Is it an adult or a girl? You can also customize a women's group style. You see... Whether it’s a girl group of sticks or a girl group of little devils, I can help you customize paper figures. By the way, you can see if you want any other funeral items.”

The old man in his seventies is very talkative, and he introduces the products in the store casually:
"For example, this paper car, paper house, right, right, I suggest buying a paper mobile phone, isn't it a few years ago that Apple mobile phone founder Steve Jobs died, he must drive the sales of mobile phones below, buy a paper mobile phone, below There is a card."

As he spoke, the [-]-year-old man picked up a freshly made paper iPhone on the table.

Not to mention, the old man's craftsmanship is quite good, and the Apple mobile phone is well-made.

He enthusiastically said: "Brother, can I take the liberty to ask, for whom do you want to buy funeral goods? You see what kind of mobile phone the relative or friend you want to buy usually uses. If you don't like foreign products, I can also make some domestic ones. Huawei , Xiaomi’s mobile phone styles, I can make them, don’t worry, I will definitely make the latest models for you.”

"I'll customize it for you." Jiang Jiuguo responded with a smile.

He didn't intend to hide it, after all, he needed a paper doll exactly like himself.

The old man's smile froze in an instant, and his presbyopic eyes were as wide as lanterns.

"What?"

He thought he had auditory hallucinations and deafness due to old age.

Make sure you heard it right again.

"Brother, you are making trouble. I don't make orders for living people here." The old man shook his head and waved his hands: "...Brother, are you sick? Cancer?"

There is an unwritten rule in funeral shops——

Only doing business for the dying, not for the living, because this is a funeral shop, and selling to the living is not cursing people to die early, which is detrimental to yin and virtue.

The old man looked at Jiang Jiuguo and saw that his words and deeds did not sound like he was here to cause trouble. All he could think of was that Jiang Jiuguo was about to die. He might have a terminal illness or something.

So prepare for the funeral in advance.

This kind of thing is very common.

Many people prepare for the funeral in advance before the elderly at home die.

Seeing Jiang Jiu's youthful appearance, the old man sighed and looked distressed:
"You're so young, why do you just... Hey, brother, look what you want, I'll give you a discount, no, no, no, I don't think you need to buy it, you are so young, maybe there is a possibility of a cure, Brother, you have to be strong."

Jiang Jiuguo smiled without explaining.

Rather than making up the purpose of buying the paper, which would be troublesome to explain, and he had to hurry up to find Zhou Fengchun's family, it would be better not to explain.

"I don't need the mobile phones for the time being, just paper dolls."

"Okay." The old man nodded, "What kind of paper doll do you want?"

"Those who look exactly like me, let's get 5 first."

"???" The old man was stunned again: "What did you say?"

What the hell is this custom request.

I have been in the funeral shop business for most of my life, and this is the first time I heard about custom-made paper figures that look exactly like me, and I asked for 5 of them.

He looked back and forth at Jiang Jiuguo suspiciously.

...Is he an orphan?Have you never experienced the love between brothers and sisters?Get 5 identical ones and go down there to be sextuplets?Why don't you make a gourd baby?

Although puzzled, the old man insisted on customer first after being surprised:

"Okay, five pieces, right? No problem. It's convenient to leave a photo. I can make it."

As he spoke, the old man hesitated and said:
"It's not very good for me to ask, but brother, are you sure you want a paper doll that looks like yourself? Funeral is a tradition handed down from our ancestors. In the tradition, it is actually very unpleasant to be a paper doll like yourself. I heard that There is no such thing as the dotting eyes of the paper figurine, but it has a similar meaning."

"Boss, I know what you're talking about, so just feel free to help me make it."

Jiang Jiuguo asked the old man for his cell phone and took a full-body photo of himself.

Then I walked to the shelves and looked at the paper funeral objects.

The craftsmanship is really good.

And it does keep pace with the times, not only mobile phones, but also paper products such as computers, switch game consoles, etc.

"Then I'll do it for you as soon as possible in the next two days." The old man glanced at the photo on his phone.

Jiang Jiuguo said at this time:

"Boss, you just said that your store is a century-old store. Is this business passed down from your ancestors?"

"Yes, my grandfather's father started doing this in his generation, and it has been passed down to my fourth generation."

"Oh? The fourth generation?" Jiang Jiuguo narrowed his eyes.

Then he asked the old man.

"Then do you plan to pass it on to the next generation?"

The old man looked over 70 years old, so he should have grandchildren.

The production of funeral objects is also a craftsman, a traditional craftsman of Daxia.

However, Jiang Jiu didn't wait for him to think about it.

The old man smiled and denied Jiang Jiu's words:
"I won't pass it on. I plan to close it in my generation. Originally, I passed it on to my son, but now the business is not doing well. Isn't it publicizing that they will be cremated now?"

"My son knows this craft, but life is stressful. Ten years ago, I asked him to switch careers and start a small business. As for whether my son can pass it on to the next generation, my son has thought about it, but I refused because I know how hard it is to do this.”

"It's unlucky to have to deal with those dead people every day, and I'm still a granddaughter. I don't want my precious granddaughter to do this. It's very easy for her to not get married in the future. Who wants to marry a funeral shop?"

You old man is still weird.

I thought that most of the older generation were stubborn and wanted to pass down the craftsmanship of their ancestors, but I didn't expect that the old people were very open-minded.

Jiang Jiuguo thought in his heart, and said:

"It's a pity, your craftsmanship looks good."

"Of course, I have learned from my father since I was five years old." The old man said proudly.

After he finished speaking, he sighed.

"It's just that my craft seems to be broken. Forget it, anyway, many handcrafts that have been handed down are lost now, and it's the same without me."

"Boss, if you don't mind, you can teach me." Jiang Jiuguo suddenly said.

He thought that if he learned the craft of funeral paper products, his ghost sequence 'paper man' would be able to improve to a certain extent.

The ghost sequence is the power of ghosts, and there is still a lot of potential to be explored.

"what????"

The old man froze again, feeling that he hadn't followed Jiang Jiu through his brain circuit every time.

Aren't you about to die?
Then why study this?

Go down there, so there is a craftsman who can drink more Mengpo soup.

"Teach you?" The old man had a weird expression at this moment: "Aren't you fast? How many days can I learn this? I will have to learn it for several years."

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(End of this chapter)