The entrance to the coffin shop.
Cao An and Cheng Fu walked out arm in arm, with smiles on their faces.
When Arhat arrived carrying two buckets of red paint, he couldn't help but froze in place.
"Lang Jun, this..."
His first reaction was that Cao An broke the rules!
After you receive other people's money, you have to do things for them...Marry one woman twice? This is such a taboo in the world!
"Things are settled."
Cao An didn't explain anything, just put away his smile and said lightly: "Go and tell Liu Quan that from today on, the conflict between him and Shopkeeper Cheng will be cancelled!"
"Is it done?"
Arhat looked at Cheng Fu in disbelief.
This guy is almost laughing his head off...
"I'm going to have a drink with Shopkeeper Cheng next door. You should go back first... remember to collect the balance."
Cao An and Cheng Fu smiled and went to the tavern next door.
He turned back suddenly and warned: "Also, tell those boys to write down the orders first, and we will deal with them together tomorrow..."
With that said, Cao An entered the tavern and heard bursts of laughter.
Chang Chun and Wu Han stood guard outside the door, their expressions extremely meticulous!
"Brother Wu, what's going on? Why are you drunk? Didn't you do anything?"
How can Luo Han have anything else to think about? Now all he can think about is... what method did Cao An use to have a good time with his 'enemy'?
But he also knew that Chang Chun was too arrogant and might not pay attention to him.
So, he cast his thirsty eyes on Wu Han.
"Lang Jun is really a genius!"
Wu Han subconsciously looked back, then sighed deeply.
Chang Chun, who had always looked down upon Cao An's "self-indulgent" behavior, actually nodded for the first time, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"Damn, what happened?"
Arhat was anxious.
The more the two of them behave like this, the more he wants to know what just happened.
The psychology of gossip is infinite, and this has been proven since ancient times.
"Lang Jun thought of a way for him...it can make Cheng Ji's coffin shop make a lot of money every day!"
Wu Han glanced back and then sighed: "Who would have thought of... engraving the name of his own shop on the coffin? And..."
"And what?"
Damn it!
If he really couldn't defeat this guy, Arhat would have taken action long ago...
It’s so appetizing!
"Lang Jun asked Cheng Fu to find a group of mourners, specially provided to those families who are not prosperous but have considerable assets... Moreover, Lang Jun also formulated a series of brands... brand plans for him!"
"Disguise, cry in mourning, send funerals, summon souls, hold back, reveal...even the inscription, all in one step!"
In other words, if someone dies in someone’s family in the future.
As long as you come to Cheng Kee Coffin Shop, you don't have to worry about anything.
As long as the money is in place, the filial son of Danfaner can get it for you!
"certain……"
Arhat opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat was blocked by something.
After a long time, he cursed and whispered: "This is so damn unheard of!"
Although the coffin shop is not a big business, it is closely related to the people of the world.
Before Cao An appeared, everyone in the funeral industry was doing their own thing, and no one was in trouble... But now, Cao An has integrated these industries together.
This not only facilitates those who organize funerals, but also makes the funeral industry more standardized and systematic.
What can be predicted is that the funeral industry in Bianliang will probably change in the future!
"Do you know how much money Lang Jun earned from this deal?"
Wu Han changed the topic to money.
Arhat's eyes lit up.
How could such an unprecedented business plan be given to him in vain?
"Thousand Guan!"
"A whole thousand strings!"
Wu Han was not someone who loved money, but when he said this, the corners of his mouth were obviously twitching.
Even Chang Chun, who always relied on his aloofness, subconsciously glanced back...
In the tavern, the two chatted happily.
Cao An laughed and patted Cheng Fu on the shoulder, whispering to him from time to time.
On the other hand, Cheng Fu.
He had just been whipped and had taken out a huge sum of money, but he was smiling even happier than Cao An.
"Brother Cheng, to tell you the truth..."
Cao An's thin face was slightly flushed, and he said slightly drunkenly: "Liu Quan promised me fifty guan at that time to settle the matter! But a certain person only accepted him ten guan!"
"This is credibility!"
"Aren't we doing business just for these two words in the end?"
"If the money is gone, you can make it again, but if the credibility is gone... then who the hell will dare to deal with you?"
"So don't worry, after these words come out of this door today, I will leave them here for you without taking a word of them... If something that shouldn't be said comes out of someone's mouth in the future, everyone in someone's family will die!"
Cheng Fu was a little nervous at first, but his eyes turned red when he heard this.
He stood up suddenly, grabbed Cao An's hand, and choked with sobs: "Cao Langjun is a true gentleman! I am so lucky to get to know you! I am so lucky to be able to meet you!"
Intellectual property rights are still very weak these days, especially for such verbal things. Even if it leaks out, the other party has nothing to do.
If someone refuses to admit it to death, what can you do?
But Cheng Fu didn't expect that Cao An was also a temperamental person and would dare to make such a poisonous oath!
People in the Song Dynasty valued oaths almost as much as benevolence and filial piety.
Even though he knew that everyone in the Cao family was dead, he was still moved...
…
Cao An had a hangover all night, and when he woke up again it was noon the next day.
"Hmm~~~"
He held his swollen head and pressed his temples a few times, which finally gave him some relief.
"Mr. Lang, you're awake."
Arhat was waiting outside early.
Hearing some movement in the house, he opened the door and walked in with a bowl of porridge and side dishes.
"You drank a lot yesterday, so you shouldn't eat greasy food anymore. It's better to drink gruel to relieve the pressure..."
Today's Arhat is very obedient, as if he has positioned himself as Cao An's personal servant.
"Damn it, never drink again!"
Cao An cursed in a low voice and got out of bed with a headache.
Wine is like a bone scraper, sex is like a human tomb!
After sobering up, Cao An suddenly remembered these two sentences...
Drinking alcohol is harmful to the body, especially among teenagers.
Now he is only fifteen years old, which is the golden stage of physical development. If he doesn't exercise some restraint, he will most likely end up being short, rich, and skinny in the future!
"Has everyone come back?"
Cao An drank a few mouthfuls of gruel, and his stomach felt a little better.
"Most of them are back... Some of them who haven't received any orders are still running outside. But those people have a hard time in the outer city, so it may be difficult to find any decent orders."
Although this is not a good word for a liar or a hooligan, in the circle, there are three levels.
A rogue like Arhat is a well-known gangster who roams the countryside on weekdays and hides away from ordinary people when they see him.
No matter how much you hate him, you will still say something polite when you meet him.
Then there are those little Karami who fool around.
These people have simply tainted the profession of gangsters.
Petty theft, deceit and abduction are all despicable activities.
