Chapter 15 Personally carry out the decoration
"Haunted house?" Several people said in unison, very puzzled.
"What's that?" He Qing'an was the first to ask.
Bai Fan sighed and patiently explained: "Haunted house, as the name suggests, is a house with ghosts!" ”
"There are rumors in the city of Dianzhou that the Deng Mansion is haunted, and everyone is eager to retreat when it comes to the Deng Mansion, how do you use the Deng Mansion to make money?" He Qing'an asked puzzled.
Bai Fan thought for a while, leaned over to He Qing'an's face and asked seriously: "Let me ask you, are you a coward?" ”
"I ...... Of course not! He Qing'an replied confidently.
Bai Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered, "Why do I feel that you are a little weak-hearted?" ”
After a pause, she stared at He Qing'an, with a look of ill will, and asked, "Then do you want to see ghosts?" Do you want to know what a ghost looks like? ”
"There is such a thing of a disappointment!" He Qing'an replied with a dry smile, and then asked Bai Fan, "What do these questions have to do with you running a haunted house?" ”
"Of course it does!" Bai Fan said confidently.
"We just want to use the rumors that Deng Mansion is haunted, combined with people's curiosity to market haunted houses."
"They are all afraid of ghosts, why would they spend money to come to a haunted house?" He Qingan said questioningly.
"I think your idea is a bit unrealistic, your apprentice is better at doing business, do you want to ask him first?"
"Can you not always compare Li Wenxin with me, that money lender!"
Bai Fan frowned slightly, "Our master and apprentice have their own strengths, do you understand?" ”
I have to say that she actually thinks about that unreliable apprentice, at least there is no shortage of silver flowers with him.
Since Gu Liancheng sent Li Wenxin to the north half a year ago, her life has been worse day by day......
"It may not work to let them find the door on their own, and make them willing to spend money to find abuse...... No, it's looking for excitement, and that requires some means! Bai Fan patiently explained.
"Just now I asked you if you are a coward, you said no, I believe I will ask other people again, and the answer I get will definitely be similar to your answer, we will make a little agitation, I don't want to admit that I am a coward, eighty percent of them will spend money to come in and try!"
"And playing a haunted house is addictive!" Bai Fan said with a wicked smile.
"Where are we going to find ghosts?" Deng Xunqin asked weakly, "Is there a mass grave?" ”
Listening to her words, Bai Fan's legs were weak and he almost fell.
Mass graves? Sister, are you serious?
Even if you really want to go to the mass grave to catch ghosts, why don't you have that ability, you can't eat that bowl of rice!
"You don't have to go to the mass grave, how many people are there in your family, call all those who can move, and paint the same ghost makeup as Xunqin!"
Bai Fan walked out of the room and looked up at the bright sun, and said, "We have to think of a way to block the sun first." ”
Although the Deng family is down, they can find five or six male family members in the house.
To tell the truth, when Bai Fan saw the six family members walking out with a smile, his surprised eyes were about to widen out of his sockets.
Is the Deng Mansion really out of money? So how can they afford to raise so many families? What do they eat to make ends meet?
She had the illusion that she felt that the Deng Mansion was not poor, at least much richer than her.
After all, they are poor enough to support more than a dozen people, and she is already so poor that she can't even support herself......
She had people erect a stand above the courtyard with wooden planks, cover it with tiles, and then have people hang red lanterns and white cloths on the dead trees, and ordered people to buy a few coffins to put nearby.
More than a dozen people dressed as little ghosts stood in front of Bai Fan and them in the form of long snakes, including Deng Qiubai and his children.
Deng Qiubai looked at his appearance, and asked Bai Fan with a smile: "Girl, look, do you feel that way?" ”
"Yes, yes!" Bai Fan smiled and clapped his hands in admiration.
Seeing that He Qing was not at ease, Bai Fan couldn't help but poke him with his elbow and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”
He Qing'an held his chin with one hand, frowned and said, "I wonder where did you get so much money to buy materials?" ”