"I'll sell you five hundred dollars. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Zhu Yilong gritted his teeth and made up his mind when the beauty was about to walk out of the store.

"Really?" The beauty stopped and turned back with deep suspicion on her face.

The dragon and phoenix urn in the counter looked more than 500 yuan from the outside, and the beauty never thought that she could buy such a beautiful urn for 500 yuan.

She's just trying it out. It's just that what she didn't expect was that the young man behind her actually agreed.

It was not difficult to see from the young man's expression that his heart was still wavering, so the beauty turned around and asked.

"Really." A mouthful of spit and a nail, he actually said everything, and Zhu Yilong didn't plan to regret it.

It's a big deal that the dragon and phoenix urn is only a thousand yuan, as long as you make this first business and have a good start, it doesn't hurt to lose money at all, Zhu Yilong thought so.

"Okay!" The beautiful woman walked back to the counter in a few steps, took out the five hundred yuan and put it on the counter again, and said, "Please ask the boss to help me wrap this urn." ”

"Good!"

Zhu Yilong was not verbose, took a cardboard box from behind the counter, took out the urn engraved with the dragon and phoenix pattern on the counter, put it in the carton, and quickly packaged it.

"Beauty, you don't need anything else." After accepting Wu Baiyuan from the other party, Zhu Yilong put the wrapped urn on the counter and asked.

"Don't." A hint of helplessness flashed in the beauty's eyes.

The beautiful woman's name is "Qian Qiuling", her mother has just died of a terminal illness, and now the body has been pulled to the crematorium in Longyuan City for cremation.

Originally, Qian Qiuling was going to buy an urn in the crematorium, but the cheapest urn in the crematorium starts at 1,000 yuan, and some ridiculously expensive urns even cost 10,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan.

Such a huge number is simply huge for a family that has been hollowed out by the disease.

So Qian Qiuling's father was left to guard the crematorium, and Qian Qiuling took a taxi alone to walk around the underworld shop that sold the dead under the People's Hospital.

I hope I can buy a cheaper urn, but Qian Qiuling has walked several shops in a row, and the price of the urn inside is basically about the same as the price of the urn in the crematorium.

Even if it is cheaper, it can't be cheaper than dozens of yuan, so I looked at it one by one, and I went all the way to Kunlun Heaven Hades Store.

Qian Qiuling looked at the urn in the counter without the scary price, and his heart relaxed a little, it seems that this time he may be able to buy a cheaper urn.

The straight road called Zhu Yilong out from behind, and what Qian Qiuling didn't expect was that Zhu Yilong's offer of two thousand also broke through the limit in her heart.

As soon as Qian Qiuling's five hundred yuan was given out, there was only a few yuan left to take the bus, even if she wanted to buy some firecracker paper money for her deceased mother, she was more than enough and not enough money.

So picking up the breaded urn on the counter, Qian Qiuling was ready to leave.

Because she also saw the same style of wooden urn on the counter of the crematorium, and the dragon and phoenix were also carved on it, but the price of that urn was 15,000.

Now Zhu Yilong can buy it for himself for 500 yuan, and it is obvious that this young man who helps people watch the store does not understand the price of the urn, so from the bottom of his heart, Qian Qiuling is still very grateful to Zhu Yilong, but now she is too sad and she doesn't know how to express it for a while.

"Let me take the liberty of asking, beauty, have you had a relative pass away?" Seeing that the beauty was leaving, Zhu Yilong still asked nervously.

"My mom just passed away." When Zhu Yilong asked Qian Qiuling, he didn't get angry, but seemed to have found an outlet and chatted with Zhu Yilong briefly.

When he knew that the other party's name was Qian Qiuling, Zhu Yilong also said his name, maybe both of them were young people, and their backgrounds were very bumpy, so it was easy to find a common topic.

When Zhu Yilong was leaving, he also gave the other party some funeral supplies such as firecrackers and paper money.

The two also exchanged phone numbers with each other.

After Qian Qiuling left, there were no more customers, Zhu Yilong closed the store, found a place to eat something, and took a taxi to the small western-style building to have a look.

Since Zhu Yilong drove away the ghosts inside, the small western-style building has no eerie atmosphere, and the big locust tree not far downstairs is also suppressed by the statue of Guanyin.

There are no ghosts who dare to stay underneath, and now there is a group of old men and women chatting in the shade below.

It seems that it will not be long before the old houses of this generation will be developed, and the legend about the murderous house is about to die......

The blackened bedrooms are almost completely renovated, and it looks like all the furniture inside will be replaced in less than two days.

These renovation workers are very polite to Zhu Yilong, and it can be seen from these places that these people are people who have worked for Haohui Real Estate for a long time, so they must leave a good impression on every owner.

Otherwise, if Zhu Yilong went to Jinlongxing to complain, maybe these people would not be able to keep their jobs.

Zhu Yilong went downstairs to buy some cigarettes and water for these renovation workers, and the two sides chatted about some common topics, and Zhu Yilong did not have a superior posture at all.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhu Yilong took a taxi to the People's Hospital.

"How about the little junior brother, it's still comfortable living in the store, right?" Seeing Zhu Yilong appear at the door of the ward, Ling Xingxing on the hospital bed couldn't wait to ask.

"Pretty much." Zhu Yilong walked into the 230 ward and said, "After a few days when my small western-style building is renovated, I will move in, so as not to always cause trouble to the fifth senior brother." ”

"What's the trouble, it's a matter of course for the fifth senior brother to take care of the little junior brother, what's the trouble, if the little junior brother says this, I'm going to be angry." Ling Xingxing was a little unhappy, and didn't want to dwell on this topic, "By the way, junior brother, when you went to the Kunlun Heaven store today, did you have any business to come to your door?" ”

"Sell an urn." Zhu Yilong took out five hundred yuan and handed it to Ling Xingxing.

"Sold the urn." Ling Xingxing nodded and praised, "I can't see that the little junior brother still has the mind to do business, and there will be business coming to the door on the first day of opening today." ”

"What kind of urn is it?" Ling Xingxing looked at the five hundred yuan in his hand, and felt bad for a while, there didn't seem to be a five-hundred-yuan urn in his Kunlun Heaven Underworld Shop, "Little junior brother, what does the urn you sold look like, did it sell for five hundred?" ”

"That's five hundred." Zhu Yilong answered, sat down on Ling Xingxing's hospital bed and recalled, "That urn has a dragon and phoenix carved on it, and there seems to be a crooked poem." ”