MTL - Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine’s Daughter-Chapter 37 Sell ​​your own coffin

Updated: 2013-07-12

Along the way, the combination of the three of them has attracted the attention of all pedestrians and street vendors. The first glance is at the coffin on Gao Jue's shoulders, the second glance is at Gao Jue, and the third, fourth, and fifth eyes will densely fall on He Danggui's face and body.

Although Tu'er Town is a small village, it is not unusual to see a couple of coffins carrying dead people on the street every day. But the first curious thing that caught the eye appeared: Even if the family is poor, if you can afford the coffin, at least you should hire two or three people to carry the coffin? Why is that man carrying a coffin alone? Who is he, and how can he have such a strange power? As a result, the passerby's eyes shifted from the coffin to the person who carried the coffin, and found that his physique and expression did not look like a good stubble. He quickly looked away and turned to look at the person behind him.

At this point, many people's eyes were stuck. At a glance, although the girl in the yellow clothes was still young, her skin was brighter than snow, and her eyebrows and daisies were even more beautiful than those picked from the painting.

I saw she was wearing a small-sleeved, narrow-waisted yellow shirt, stepped on a pair of tiny hemp shoes, and her black hair was set on the top. She had only a red lacquered chopstick on her head, and her ears had a few strands of broken hair. Mess. Such a bad dress was placed on her body, as if a night pearl was put in the bowl called Huazi, and it dazzled the eyes. To most rural villagers who haven't seen any beauty, this girl is as beautiful as a fairy.

Suddenly, the girl smiled slightly, and the white-faced melon seed showed a moving thoughtful expression, and then turned to say something to another similar-looking little aunt next to her, who couldn't help raising her ears. Listening, she looked up. Those eyes seemed like a stream of clear water, and they circled around each person's face. Maybe they didn't deliberately go to see who they were, but the people who had been swept by her eyes had the feeling that she was watching me.

Jing Renxing, the shopkeeper of Jingji's Coffin Shop, made three noises in front of the Lord God of Wealth and burned incense and prayed: "The sky has eyes, this year is very difficult. The business is better and the financial path is broader! "After praying, Jing Renxing instructed the shop buddies to remove the door panels and open a new day of trading.

When the buddy removed the third door panel, a small and beautiful face flashed in front of Jing Renxing. Jing Renxing ran out of the store unconsciously, but only saw the back of three people leaving, the tall man walking in front of him carried a coffin on his shoulders ... Jing Renxing's eyes were very thin, his eyes opened and squinted. The others looked similar. He opened his eyes for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly lighted up. The coffin made of fragrant wood seemed to be ... Yeah, why is there such a broken place in Tu'erzhen that there are people who use fragrant wooden coffins to hold dead people!

The three's back disappeared in Jing Renxing's vision, he licked his lips, and walked back to the coffin shop.

Under the command of He Danggui, Gao Ju carried the coffin through two streets, swayed in front of the door of Jingji's coffin shop, walked three more streets, and placed the coffin at the door of Liji's coffin shop. The sound of 咚 "caused the shopkeeper and the man to come out and inspect together.

Gao Ju arms around his chest, looks up at the sky, Zhen Jing follows He Danggui, and walks into Li Ji's coffin shop.

When Gao Ju changed his posture, hands clasped behind his back, and looked down at the shoes, He Danggui led Zhenjing out of the coffin shop and instructed Gao Ju to carry the coffin to continue walking. Gao Ju did as he said.

Zhenjing shook her mouth in shock, kept shaking her head, and repeatedly said, "One coffin is worth so much! My family can earn two or two dollars by planting a year of land. This coffin will be planted for 70 years. Only land can afford it! No, right, my family has to eat and eat money every year ... Hey, Xiaoyi, how are we going? Can we not sell it to his family? There are 142! "

He Danggui smiled: "This shop is small and the business is not strong. The loose silver on hand is naturally small, so I didn't plan to sell it to this one at first. This coffin is my first bucket of gold. Naturally, I must find a way Make more money, and when you invest money in the future, you will have more money and more options. "

Really curious: "But why is your coffin worth so much silver? How much did you pay for it?"

He Danggui gestured, instructed Gao Ju to go back to Jingji's coffin, and then shouted, "In ancient times, Guan Yu, the general of the Shu Kingdom, was killed by Wu Quan's grandson. Sun Quan cut off Guan Yu's head and gave it to Cao Cao of Wei State, Cao Cao guessed that this was Sun Quan ’s plan to marry, so he made a body of Guan Yu's head with fragrant wood, and buried it well. After three days, Guan Yu ’s soul was revealed, returned to avenge, and killed his enemy Lu Meng .Since then, there is a saying in the folk that if an unjustly dead person puts the corpse in a fragrant wooden coffin, he can dispel the evil and let the dead bless his loved ones in the sky and punish the wicked. Only a few fragrant woods are burned throughout the year, and generally no one is willing to use fragrant wood as a coffin. "

Zhenjing blinked: "Well, your family is very kind to you, and you will use a fragrant wooden coffin to mourn you."

He Danggui nodded: "My mother is only one of my daughters. When she heard of my bad news, she was listening to the scriptures in Sanqingguan, and her mother cried and said," The sky is going to cut me off. " My mother made me a first-class fragrant wood coffin. She said that the children who had died early were entangled with strong grievances, which was not conducive to the health of the elders in the family, and could be resolved by fragrant wood. So, the mother took five hundred silver from her dowry ... ... "

"Five hundred or two ?!" Zhenjing's voice was like a duck stepping on his neck.

"Well, listen to me," He Danggui patted her shoulders, calming herself. "Five hundred silver is just money for fragrant wood, and another thirty or two for the craftsman is from the Luo family. A soft, exquisite fragrant wood coffin will be ready in only half a day. This coffin is made of five kinds of fragrant wood, and the headrest is the one that I pried down with a knife to keep you in my arms. It is a piece of two The good agarwood that is inch by square is worth more than three hundred and twenty silver ... "

Really quietly stretched out her hand and touched her arms, He Danggui patted her with a soothing smile, and smiled, "Agarwood can't sell for a good price in a place like Tuerzhen, so I have to pry it down and get it in Yangzhou City in the future. Sell. In this way, now the cost price of this coffin is 232 silver, and we will not lose money if we sell it at this price. Because whether it is feeding or craftsman, it can only be done through the channels of Luo family. It would be at least 20% more expensive if a wealthy person held silver to buy it. "

Really quietly listening, I asked a very thoughtful question: "Say, these are all things that happened after you 'dead.' You haven't returned to Luo's house, how do you know so clearly?"

He Danggui blinked and lied, "Huh? Oh, don't you remember, I wrote a letter to my mother before, and she told me in her reply."

In fact, these are what she heard after returning to the Luo family in the previous life. At that time, the mother was discarded by her stepfather. The whole person was disheartened and did not care about everything. When she heard that her daughter was resurrected, she was very excited and thought it was the result of worshipping God. The worthy fragrant wood coffin was left behind. Later, when the mother finally remembered that, and sent someone to the water merchants to discuss the request, the fragrant wooden coffin had already been sold by the ignorant too good, and had to give up. I heard that Jingji's coffin shop in Tu'er Town, which acquired the coffin, made a fortune and sold it. The money he earned bought Tianzhai, which made Jing's richest man in Tu'er Town.

A few days ago, He Danggui remembered this "memorial" before he hit the idea of ​​making money on his coffin. Moreover, the fragrant wood coffin must be sold in Tu'er Town, because once the fragrant wood coffin is brought back to Luo's family, the second auntie can find an excuse to confiscate it, and then hide it into her small storeroom.

Jing Renxing, the shopkeeper of Jingji's Coffin Shop, was still thinking about the fragrant wooden coffin, and then saw the three men who had just returned, the tall man carrying the coffin, the beautiful girl in yellow and the round-faced aunt.

"Well, where are the three of you? The coffin is very heavy. If you want to pick a coffin and a husband, there will be a small shop!" Jing shopkeeper hurriedly stopped as they walked on, apparently soliciting business In fact, I wanted to see if he had just been dazzled.

General coffins are coated with two layers of black lacquer. In order to make the fragrant wood coffin breathable, only one layer of alder glue is used to prevent insects and mildew. He just glanced at the appearance of the coffin just now, and now he approached and sniffed and touched. He was finally convinced that the man in black was carrying the fragrant wood coffin on his shoulder, and it was absolutely top quality!

Shaking past God, the shopkeeper found that the big man in black was staring at himself with cannibal eyes, only to notice that he rushed to touch the coffin and stepped on the other's foot!

"Oh, I didn't do it on purpose, young man, don't be so angry, um, why don't you come into my shop, and I'll pour a cup of tea to pay you a penalty?" The big man in black glanced at the girl in yellow behind him, and the girl in yellow laughed slightly. Qing Lingling's voice crawled over Jing Tsang's heart like a small claw. "It happened to me that I was thirsty, but I should not enter with a coffin. Teahouse, it would be better to ask for a cup of tea here. "

Jing treasurer even welcomed, so the three went into Jingji coffin shop.

"I don't know where these are going? Why did you walk on the street with an empty coffin early in the morning?" Jing Tsang attentively offered a pot of oolong tea and poured tea for them.

He Danggui smiled and smiled, thanking him and saying, "I dare not be a dad. The little girl can come by herself."

Speaking, she took a boiling kettle to heat the cold tea cups one by one, and arranged several tea cups in an arc. She held the mouth of the purple sand pot with her hands and pressed the lid against the lid. A thin seam is exposed between the edge and the lid. A Guan Gong patrols the city and pours the tea into the tea cup. When the tea is about to run out, shake the wrist slightly and suspend the last tea in several tea cups to make the tea brown. Light and shade. The dark purple teapot is pleasing to the eye in the white hands, and the whole set moves in one go.

"Please use it." He Danggui took a cup first, sniffed it on the nose, and smiled, "Good tea, frozen oolong." Although it is the second best frozen oolong, this fragrance is really Nostalgic.

Gao Jue squinted his eyes when Fang Caijing's shopkeeper served tea, and Jun's face was as cool as a stone statue. He obviously didn't want to drink the tea from the coffin. But watching He Danggui turn decay into a magical tea art, he also grabbed a cup, smelled it, and it was refreshing.

If Liao Zhiyuan, Duan Xiaolou and others are here, they will exclaim loudly, although Gao Jue's face still has no expression, but the dark eyes infiltrate a little smile. Everyone who knows Gao Ju knows that this expression is his most "approachable" expression. The last time I saw him show such an expression, it was still at his full moon wine feast.

Jing Jing also grabbed a cup and took a sip, and said in amazement, "Yeah, it ’s so fragrant, my little sister has a good tea art! I often drink this tea, I never know it is so fragrant! This is still my tea , Younger sister, if you pour it out, it will be so fragrant. If you let a whole set of brew down, yeah, that won't kill people! "

He Danggui laughed with half a mouthful of tea, and talked about the topic before the shopkeeper: "Everyone has their own expertise, but the little girl will only make a cup of tea. What's the matter, the shopkeeper's understanding of the coffin is admirable. Squinting, you know we are an empty coffin. "

"That's what it is," Jing Zhuang's small eyes narrowed and proudly said, "I have been in the funeral industry for more than 30 years. I know the coffin and the dead well. What kind of wood does the coffin weigh? Two, the value is geometric, there are no dead people in the coffin, and a few dead people are installed, and I can see it clearly at a glance! "

"Oh? This is a strange thing," He Danggui asked with interest. "The coffin is covered with a lid, tightly sealed. I wonder how the shopkeeper knows the blooming situation inside?"

Jing Jing, leaning his head closer, whispered mysteriously to tell her: "This is a funeral industry secret, I shouldn't have told it, but since I have a fate with my younger sister, it's okay to tell ... Tell you, dead ... … Is the heaviest. The dead man ’s coffin walked over, and the footprints on the ground were three points into the ground. The feet were black ... and the empty coffins were carried over, not only the footprints on the ground were shallow, but the waist of the person who carried the coffin was quite tall. straight!"

Really listening to his somber tone, he shivered involuntarily. And He Danggui is secretly funny. How is this shopkeeper so godlike, and what is the basis for this judgment? Even if Gao Ju carried a stone lion around, his footprints were still shallow, and his waist stick was still straight.

Seeing that she didn't believe her, the treasurer quickly aggravated her voice and said, "I really don't lie to you. The coffin is the thing that goes through that end, and it is unlucky and evil! Oh, yes, I don't know where these people are going? Why? Carrying an empty coffin walking down the street? "He said with a small glance at the fragrant wood coffin placed in the middle of the house, and said tentatively," Look, you coffin is really good. "

Zhenjing quickly asked, "How much silver do you think it is worth?" Before that, Li Ji's coffin shop over there was willing to take out all the 142 silvers in his shop to buy this coffin. This Jingji coffin shop is three or four times larger than Li Ji's storefront, and the decoration is also very good. It should be able to produce more money.

Jing's shopkeeper moved a bit and said very authoritatively: "In my opinion, this coffin is of great value and should be between 80 and 120 silver."

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