There is no bridge ten miles away from Xiaolian Bridge, and I don’t know why it is called this name. Anyway, it continues like this.
But here there are paper figurines, wreaths, coffins... there are all kinds of shops related to funerals. It is a famous funeral street in Linzi City.
Lao Zhang's Coffin Shop is the fourth shop from the left in Xiaolianqiao. The owner is said to have been passed down from generation to generation, and he has also been working here for three generations, so he has quite a reputation.
The store is medium sized. There was a black curtain hanging at the door, and no one was outside to greet him.
There are taboos for those doing white business, especially coffins, which are not likely to see the sun.
You shouldn't do things like soliciting customers, it's all done on your own. At most, it's just like Lao Zhang, with generations of craftsmanship and a reputation.
Xu Xiangqian opened the curtain and asked: "Boss! Are the longevity materials I want ready?"
There was a thin figure inside, sitting among several coffins eating rice. He must be the boss of this coffin shop, the old white man.
Hearing the sound, he looked up, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and came forward and said, "Mr. Xu, everything is ready as you ordered."
His voice was thin and cold, as if he had not seen the sun all year round.
Xu Dashusheng thought that he was upright and had no taboos about this kind of place. He looked around and said, "Where is it?"
Lao Zhang stretched out his hand and said, "Here, Mr. Xu, please come and take a look."
He hesitated for a moment, then added a reminder: "It's hard to look closely at other people's longevity, for fear of getting into trouble."
Jiang Wang remained silent the whole time, letting Xu Xiangqian communicate from the front.
Xu Xiangqian remained polite and said, "You are right to remind me."
In the outer room, there are two rows of coffins lined up, a total of eleven coffins, an odd number.
There is a room inside, but it’s not easy to go in and take a look.
The coffin ordered by Xu Xiangqian is in the third position in the second row. Just from the appearance and the craftsmanship, it is indeed good.
Xu Xiangqian reached out and touched it, feeling the texture: "Very good, not bad, good craftsmanship. The wood is also good."
Lao Zhang was not modest either. He only said in a low voice: "Don't dare to be vague about the work of eating."
Jiang Wang also stepped forward to take a look and felt that it was quite good and not perfunctory.
"Okay!" Xu Xiangqian glanced at Jiang Wang's expression, clapped his hands and said, "Can I ask the boss to find two people to help me carry him all the way, and then pick up my poor boss, and then go directly to the burial."
"That's no problem. With this small bridge, there are many young people who are willing to use their strength." Lao Zhang responded, but his feet did not move.
Xu Xiangqian nodded: "I'll trouble you then."
"Ahem." Lao Zhang coughed and rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "This, longevity money..."
Xu Xiangqian said in surprise: "Hasn't it already been paid?"
"Mr. Xu, you only paid the deposit..."
"Oh, that's it." Xu Xiangqian then remembered it and continued: "It doesn't matter, I'll get back to you."
"Mr. Xu." Lao Zhang was very embarrassed: "This is the longevity wood made by Jinsinnan. I have to pay more for the wood in advance, plus the laborer's wages..."
Golden nanmu is a good longevity material, and its price is better than gold. For this coffin shop. It is indeed a huge cost that cannot be ignored. If Xu Xiangqian hadn't paid a large deposit and acted wealthy, this business wouldn't have been so easy.
"Hey, what do I think it's about? Isn't it because I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money?"
Xu Xiangqian spoke without hesitation and took off a seal from his waist: "Does the boss know about Qingya Villa?"
Qingya Academy's other branch in Linzi is quite famous.
Lao Zhang said: "That is the best college. I know it."
"I am the gentleman from Qingya Courtyard. If you come to the door with this seal, Dean Yinqian will replenish it for you, and he will never be short of you!"
"Oh, of course I can trust Qingya Courtyard. In fact, it doesn't matter if it's a little later." Lao Zhang apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xu!"
Even though he said this, he still took the private seal in time.
And Jiang Wang also noticed that he had pinched the entire private seal in a very short period of time, probably in a unique way to identify the authenticity - of course it was genuine, Xu Xiangqian was the genuine Qingya Villa Mr. Of course, whether Dean Liu is willing to pay for him is another matter.
Xu Xiangqian snorted from his nose: "Go find someone, my family should be in a hurry."
Lao Zhang hurriedly opened the curtain and went out. It seemed that he really trusted the gentleman in Qingya Villa and did not say that he would wait for any of the waiters to come back and check the shop before leaving.
Jiang Wang glanced at Xu Xiangqian, and the meaning was obvious - will Dean Liu help you with the money? Don't cheat these people who rely on craftsmanship to make a living.
Xu Xiangqian responded with a reassuring look and said: "He doesn't care about my financial difficulties, but he will definitely take care of the reputation of the academy."
This is true.
It's just... At that time in the academy, Xu Xiangqian settled the money matter easily, but he didn't expect it to be settled like this!
I first tried to get credit, but couldn't get it anymore, so I transferred it back to Qingya Villa. Now, for the next few decades of his cultivation, Mr. Liu will have to withdraw it even if he doesn't.
While Lao Zhang was looking for someone to carry the coffin, Xu Xiangqian walked outside again. To be precise, it was the paper man shop next door.
"Boss, here are two paper figures. I want them to be beautiful!"
This store is not covered with black curtains, so the paper figures probably need to be illuminated to look better.
Sitting in the shop was a middle-aged man with a dull expression.
He was sitting on a bench, working skillfully with his hands. He didn't even look up when he heard the words, and just said: "They are all laid out here. If you see which one is beautiful, take it for yourself."
"Cough, cough!" Xu Xiangqian pretended to look at it for a while, coughed a few times, attracting the middle-aged man's attention, and then said: "I will take it myself, and I will give you the money later."
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man tied up the paper figurine and only replied: "Okay."
Jiang Wang stood at the door of the coffin shop and glanced over, feeling that this man really didn't look like he was in business. Of course, his focus was more on the salesman who had been walking back and forth on the street six times.
He had seen this person no less than ten times from Xiashan Villa, to Qingya Villa, and then to Xiaolian Bridge. After changing into different outfits, the pair of boots with a shallow slit remained the same - for those who were careful to observe, this was conspicuous enough.
At the door of the papermaker's shop, people didn't care whether he would default on his debt, but Xu Xiangqian became more enthusiastic: "If you don't ask me who I am and where I live, what will happen if I default on my debt? How will you ask me for money later?"
The middle-aged man paused his busy hands, raised his head and glanced at Xu Xiangqian, pausing for a few breaths especially on his extremely high forehead, and then said simply: "You are a decent person at first sight, don't ignore me. money."
"That's right." Xu Xiangqian nodded with deep approval: "Then let's take two more on credit and make up two pairs. My family has suffered a lot, so it will be more lively when we get there."
"This..." Even if the middle-aged man who made the paper figurine no longer knows how to do business, he should feel embarrassed.
"Oh An Xin, how could I deceive you if I look like a talented person?" Xu Xiangqian said with relief, "I will come here often in the future and take care of your business more!"
The middle-aged man with a dull expression looked at him and hesitated to speak.
But the look in his eyes was clearly suspicious.
Can I come to my business often?
