From her waterfall-like hair and the pair of towering heights in front of her chest, it can be seen that this is a 'woman', and she should be a 'woman' at the most beautiful age. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Alas. ”

She let out a low sigh and opened her arms to make a 'chest' movement, like two halves of basketballs, and trembled.

The sound of waking up from a spring dream, with a faint melancholy and sorrowful sigh, came out of the crack in the door, and echoed a few times in the empty corridor, and was blown away by the light wind blowing in through the open window, but with a lingering aftersound.

The Ming Tombs, which are the tombs of the thirteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, have now also been opened up as scenic spots.

However, compared to the Great Wall, the Forbidden City and Beidaihe, the flow of visitors to the Ming Tombs is obviously much worse, after all, many tourists do not like the solemn (or dead) atmosphere of the mausoleum.

Legend has it that Liu Fagui, a descendant of the tomb keepers of the Ming Dynasty, lived in the Ming Tombs Scenic Area.

If it is left in the feudal society, the social status of a tomb keeper like Liu Fagui is almost at the bottom and is not treated well.

Fortunately, now is the new society, his identity as a descendant of the grave keeper, has become a distinguished citizen of the capital, when his father's father was alive, the family also divided two acres of orchards, his wife worked in the downtown area, and he himself opened a small shop related to funerals, which is a special 'door' to tie 'flower' circles and paper people.

Tie a 'flower' wreath in the Ming Tombs, which is very in line with the atmosphere.

Liu Fagui's craftsmanship in tying the 'flower' circle is very good, and the paper man is more lifelike, which is called Liu Yishou by industry insiders, and it is rumored that as long as the paper man he ties is eyed, he can bang the old ox of the paper to plow the land......

Of course, these are all legends, but Liu Fagui's 'wreath' shop has become his family's main source of income.

However, just like there is a bull market and a bear market in stocks, in the second half of the year, Liu Fagui's business has not been very 'good', and the small warehouse with 'flower' circles in the special 'door' is full of piles.

The business of tying a 'flower' wreath is not good, of course, you can't dance and scold and complain like playing stocks and encountering a bear market, why are there so few people who have died this year?

If Liu Fagui really does this, I believe that someone will secretly make a decision.

Therefore, he can only put the depression of bad business in his heart, deeply pressed in his heart, sitting on the recliner at the entrance of the store 'door' all day long, looking at Longhu Mountain (the Ming Tombs are in the middle of Longhu Mountain, known as the left green dragon, the right white tiger, this feng shui is a big ox fork), listening to the radio, humming 'I see the black 'hole' and 'hole' in front of me, it must be the thief's nest 'hole', waiting for me to kill the tune of ......', here leisurely.

"Expensive, very leisurely, you!"

A small man who made a fortune doing business outside stopped in front of Liu Fagui in a luxury Mercedes-Benz, his fat face stretched out from the window, and said with a smile: "Hehe, you can't be blamed for this, if you want to blame this socialism." If it weren't for social stability and a substantial improvement in people's living standards, this person would have lived so long. You say, right?"

Without waiting for Liu Fagui to say anything, Na Fa Xiao Haha made a few small sounds, stepped on the gas 'door' and left.

"The son is a mountain wolf, and his ambition has become rampant, and when your old lady who was thrown into the shack by you returns to heaven, when she comes to buy a 'flower' wreath, Lao Tzu has to slaughter you and stab!"

Looking at the car in the distance, Liu Fagui gave his middle finger and was about to lie on the recliner again, when he saw two cars driving over from there.

Lao Liu didn't care, closed his eyes, and hummed again: "Look at the black 'hole' and 'hole' ahead, it must be the thief's lair."

The squeak of brakes interrupted Liu Fagui's good mood, and he opened his eyes a little annoyed, and saw the two cars parked at the 'door' of his store: a sports car and a box of goods.

A young man who looked tastefully dressed jumped out of the sports car, took off the big sunglasses on his face, and shouted, "Gentlemen, do you have a 'wreath' here?"

Seeing that this guy's eyes were dark, Yin Tang was dark, and Liu Fagui, who knew a little about face-to-face, frowned at first, then smiled, quickly got up from the recliner, and asked with a smile: "This master, if you want to say that I don't have anything else here, but there is no shortage of 'flower' wreaths." ”

According to Liu Fagui's observation, although the guy opposite has black circles under his eyes and looks unlucky, he has a wealth in his face that can't be stopped, and he is definitely a first-class person.

There is a rule in Lao Liu's business, that is, when you meet a guest who comes to buy something, you will never be too enthusiastic, otherwise you will be mistaken for schadenfreude and want to lose your life.

Therefore, Lao Liu will never be like an ordinary business owner, asking how many people come to ask for it, and if there are more, they can be at the wholesale price or something.

But what he didn't expect, the young man looked at the price list of various 'flower' garlands and spoke: "I'll wrap all your 'flower' wreaths here and give a wholesale price!"

When Liu Fagui heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "This master, I look at your face, that is a rich and noble 'forced' person, you don't have to do two things in this regard, and earn this little money, right?"

"Nonsense, Master Wei, I am naturally rich and 'forced' people, do you still need to say this?"

Wei Yibing waved his hand impatiently, took out a stack of thick banknotes from his pocket, smashed it on the recliner casually, and asked: "Is this money enough to buy all your 'flower' wreaths?

Looking at the tens of thousands of banknotes, Liu Fagui shuddered and said repeatedly: "Enough, enough"

Wei Yibing interrupted him: "If it's enough, don't talk, hurry up and move the 'flower' wreath to the car, the action must be fast, delay the big thing, but then you can ask!"

"Okay, brothers, come with me!"

Although Liu Fagui didn't understand what Wei Yibing wanted so many 'flower' wreaths, he didn't dare to ask more, so he quickly grabbed the money, shouted to a few young people who came down from the box, and hurriedly ran to the warehouse with them.

There is a way to be rewarded, there must be a brave man, Liu Fagui, who looks sick physically, resisted more than a dozen 'flower' circles by himself and came to the back of the box.

Just when he was about to throw the 'flower' wreath into the carriage, he was surprised to find that there was already half a car of 'flower' wreath inside.

What does this person want so many 'wreaths' for, won't he want to ...... After thinking of this, Liu Fagui looked at Wei Yibing who was on the phone, and wanted to ask, but he closed his mouth smartly: If you are talkative, you love to cause trouble, so it is better to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

"I did a rough calculation just now, there are already more than 300 'flower' circles on our car, and almost all the 'flower' circles in this area have been 'swept' clean, do you want to go to the eastern suburbs? My third aunt and her brother-in-law's cousin's sister-in-law also do this, and he should have more goods there. ”

A young man ran to Wei Yibing with a flattering smile: It is definitely my honor to be able to do things for Wei Yibing, if Wang Mazi dares to compete with me for the roasted sweet potato stall in the future, Lao Tzu will bring out Liu Dashao's brand, and he will definitely be scared to death by Xiao Biyang!

"More than 300? almost, let's go, time is pressing!"

Wei Yibing waved his hand and got into the car first.

The young man hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Where are these things sent?"

Wei Yibing sneered and spit out four words: "Imperial Club!" (To be continued.) )