Feng Kee coffin shop.

"Yes, my brother died in a foreign country, and he was quite tall......

"Yes, yes, let's have a slightly better coffin."

"Gloomy wood? Yes, let's have some carvings of Fushou. How much does it cost? ”

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop was a thin woman in her forties, and after noting down Zhang Fa's request, she directly stretched out a palm.

"Fifty taels."

Fifty taels of silver for a coffin, this price is a bit expensive, but it is not too outrageous, after all, Lu Fengyang left a lot of money, and after buying the coffin, it is enough to ask the Taoist priest for the rest.

Zhang Fa nodded very happily, not noticing the woman's embarrassed look.

"Fifty taels is her price, if you want to take this coffin, you have to give another fifty taels of wishful money."

The old man sitting on the side with his eyes half-closed suddenly spoke.

Wishful money?

Zhang Fa was stunned for a moment, glanced at the woman, saw that the other party didn't say a word, and even looked a little dodgy in his eyes, knowing that she was acquiescing to the old man's approach.

"Shopkeeper, didn't you just say fifty taels, what's the matter, are you sitting on the ground and starting the price?"

Zhang Fa is not happy, he is also a figure who has traveled south and north to see the world, how can he honestly give as much as others say.

One hundred taels of silver and a gloomy wooden coffin, this is a clear pit man!

"I said that if you add fifty taels, you will be fifty taels, there is no negotiability!" The old man looked so arrogant that he didn't have to look at him at all.

Zhang Fa was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he ignored the old man, and only asked the thin woman, "Shopkeeper, I told you fifty taels just now, if you are not kind like this, then we can't do this business!" ”

The thin woman sighed with a sad face, but finally only said, "This guest, I really can't help it." ”

This is the meaning of this business is not to be discussed.

"Okay, I don't believe it, I can't buy a coffin!"

Zhang Fa snorted coldly in anger, flicked his sleeves and left.

But until it got dark, Zhang Fa still didn't buy a coffin.

Because of the coffin shop in the city, the coffin board is either too thin or nailed too roughly, only the poor will buy it.

"No wonder they dare to ask for a price." Zhang Fa said.

But a hundred taels of silver is too outrageous.

Although Zhang Fa wants Lu Fengyang to be buried in a beautiful scenery, it does not mean that he is willing to subsidize his net worth.

The money left by Lu Fengyang has more than 100 taels of silver, and at first glance, it is saved by his own frugality, Zhang Fa carefully calculated, and bought a coffin with dozens of taels left, and asked a Taoist priest to do a simple ritual It should be barely possible, if it is not enough, it is a big deal for him to make up for it a little.

But he only had forty or fifty taels of silver on him, and he still managed to save it and plan to send it back to the township.

What can I do?

It takes a tael of silver to stop the mortuary in Yizhuang a day, and it takes time for the coffin to be punched out.

Zhang Fa thought about it and returned to Feng Ji's coffin shop.

It's still the thin woman and the arrogant old man.

The two were not surprised to see Zhang Fa come back.

The woman sighed, her eyes full of sympathy, and the old man sneered.

"Shopkeeper, my brother died in a foreign country, I will wait for this coffin to bury him, I am not a rich person, you can do it, sell me a coffin for fifty taels!"

"This wishful money is the rule of our Feng Ji coffin shop, if you are exempted from this money, how can I collect it if I go to our house to order a coffin in the future? For your sake, our losses are not more than thousands or hundreds of taels, can you afford it? The old man didn't look at him, and sneered at him to the fullest.

Zhang Fa's face turned red with anger, and finally he didn't say anything, turned around and left.

He went to the countryside to find a carpenter to help, but it took two extra days of work, so why should he be angry here!

That night, Zhang Fa slept in Yizhuang.

There was an old man Zhou who was a caretaker in Yizhuang, and seeing that Zhang Fa was very interesting to his dead fellow villagers, he deliberately put a separate room for Lu Fengyang, and simply built a bed board on the side and laid a ragged mattress, which was considered to give Zhang Fa a place to sleep.

"Young man, you are so bold that you are willing to take the initiative to stay and spend the night with the dead."

Old man Zhou was drinking, a plate of peanuts was placed on the small table, and Zhang Fa was beckoned, and the two of them drank wine and chatted.

"The Feng Ji coffin shop you said, it has always been like this, with this craft, the people in Zhongshan County are also willing to go to their house to buy coffins, this is already a well-known thing in Zhongshan County, even if most people don't want to, they can only obediently pay double money."

"Is it the woman or the old man who is in charge of their house?"

Zhang Fa asked curiously.

Because it was always the woman who talked to him about the style of wood, but when it came time to bargain, the old man suddenly asked for more money.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fa felt very strange, since you want to make money, just ask for a hundred taels, then he will at most think that this coffin is expensive, this just said that it is fifty taels, and when he turns his head, he asks for an extra fifty taels What is the "wishful money" of Laoshzi, isn't this just a clear pit man?

Zhang Fa couldn't stand this anger.

Old man Zhou shook his head.

"Neither of them is the shopkeeper."

Zhang Fa was stunned for a moment, and then heard the old man Zhou say: "The shopkeeper is the woman's man, and he is also the one who makes the coffin, but he is loyal and stupid, so it is the woman who is responsible for bargaining." ”

"Who is that old man? Why did he just open his mouth and ask for twice the money? ”

This is not a coffin, nor is it a coffin seller, how can you ask for more money? And judging by the woman's reaction, it seems that there is nothing to be done with the old man.

Old man Zhou shook his head, "I don't know who that old man is, it turns out that Zhongshan County doesn't have this person, he suddenly appeared in Feng Ji's coffin shop five years ago, and later, when he went to Feng Ji's coffin shop, he would have to charge more money." ”

"Can the people of the city be happy?"

Zhang Fa felt quite surprised, this kind of thing, let you give more money and give money, and let it go so far?

Old man Zhou also frowned: "I don't know the specifics, I am a villager outside the city, and I only recently came to this Yizhuang as a guard, it seems that something strange happened later, so that those people had to buy a coffin for burial." ”

Strange?

Zhang Fa disagreed.

Probably because I am afraid that the deceased will not be able to rest in peace if it drags on for a long time.

"By the way, Uncle Zhou, do you have a carpenter in the countryside who can make coffins? I want to ask someone to make a coffin for me, and the price is negotiable. ”

"It's easy to say, if our villagers die and can't afford to buy a coffin in the city, we can't just take a grass sweep, or ask a carpenter to fight, but the waiting time may be a little longer, you know, carpenters always have other carpenters to work......"

Zhang Fa nodded happily, "It's okay, as long as you can open a decent coffin, it won't be in the way if you wait for another three or five days!" ”

While the two were talking, a gust of wind blew in from outside, and the candle went out with a "snort".

Immediately afterwards, there was a "squeak, squeak" sound, and the two of them could not see anything in the dark, only vaguely felt that the sound was coming from the middle of the room.

It's like the sound of a door shaking. I want to talk about "The Goddess" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~