The new store opened, and I was beaming.

For Zhou Ze, the decoration and rent of the new store, as well as all the expenses you can imagine, are actually not paid for by Zhou Ze.

Xu Qinglang gave half of it, and the remaining half was the money exchanged for Bai Yingying's funeral goods.

Of course, Xu Qinglang is ready to "semi-retire" next, and only plans to sell coffee in the bookstore as a snack and live a healthy life.

To make money, you can only rely on Zhou Ze.

Fortunately, everyone is not very suspicious of Zhou Ze's ability to make money, and the new store is located on South Street, with a large flow of people, and there should be a lot of ghost traffic.

As long as Boss Zhou carries forward the professionalism of not being afraid of hardships and staying up late, and keeps sending these ghosts to hell to be transformed and re-behaved, it should not be a big problem to make a lot of money.

At that time, everyone will squat together in front of the bookstore to burn paper money and wait for someone to drop their wallets, and even the handling fee for going to the bank will be waived.

The overall tone of the bookstore is soft and dark, and the bookshelves inside are not very densely placed, and the newspapers and magazines that are changing relatively quickly are in a separate row, the novels are in a row, and the rest of the more serious books are in a separate area.

As for things like teaching and auxiliary materials, Zhou Ze didn't go into it again.

The bookstore has a second floor, where three rooms and a bathroom are divided, which is considered a living area for everyone.

On the first day of opening, there were no fireworks or flower basket salutes, and everything seemed very simple and calm.

Lao Dao was very interested in cleaning up with Bai Yingying, and Zhou Ze sat behind the bar and tasted the cocktail that Xu Qinglang had just concocted.

After taking a sip and putting the wine glass down, the little monkey picked up the wine glass and secretly took a sip, and then only felt that it was extremely unpleasant, and kept sticking out his tongue.

Tang Shi is alone in the upstairs bedroom, she is very homely, usually if she is fine, she can stay in the room all day without coming out, and she will not be bored.

By the time everything was packed up and ready to welcome the guests, it was already after dusk and the sky had already darkened.

Holding the plaque in one hand, the white warbler hung up the sign of "Late Night Book House", then jumped down, clapped his hands, and smiled contentedly after confirming that he was in a good position.

Subsequently, according to the boss's instructions, she hung the two couplet plaques of "Listen to it in vain" and "If I smell it" on the left and right ends respectively.

This is a signboard brought back from an old store.

Bai Yingying asked Zhou Ze what he meant by "listening to it" and "hearing it like I heard it", and Zhou Ze explained that it was simply a story he heard and told it to everyone.

It doesn't represent your own point of view, and everyone is just listening to it for a while, and you don't have to take it seriously.

After all, there is also a "Tongcheng Bookstore" not far from South Street, a large bookstore specializing in selling physical books, and it is not ordinary to compete with it, and it is not necessary at all.

Zhou Ze remembers that when he was a child, "Tongcheng Bookstore" was the most influential bookstore representative in the hearts of Tongcheng people, but in recent years, with the continuous compression and recession of the physical book market, Tongcheng Bookstore has also reduced its business area, which is much shabby compared with the heyday of the past.

It can only be said that the popularity of reading only on mobile phones and screens has made most people slowly forget the habit of reading with ink and paper.

When everything is done and on the right track, the next step is to wait for the business to come to the door.

In fact, the business has come very quickly, from the official opening at 7 o'clock in the evening to the present, there have been several groups of customers, but they are all sitting there with a cup of coffee or other drinks, resting and chatting, all of them are alive.

When the living came, Zhou Ze simply didn't move, but Xu Qinglang kept greeting and making drinks, and he was very busy.

It was already half past nine when he sent away these batches of guests, Xu Qinglang took a sip of water, and looked at Zhou Ze, who was sitting on the rocking chair and kept shaking, and suddenly felt very unbalanced!

"Lao Zhou, I think we can hang a sign, 'No living people are allowed to enter', what do you think?"

"Then the next day the industry will come to the door." Zhou Ze did not hesitate to veto Xu Qinglang's proposal.

"But I feel more tired than opening a noodle shop." Xu Qinglang looked sad.

He opened a noodle restaurant before, and there were not many people who actually went to the store to eat, and most of the orders were on takeaways, as long as he wanted to rest, he could just turn off the takeaway software, but now that people are coming in, you can't push people out, right?

"Look, isn't this coming?"

Zhou Ze looked outside the door.

It seems that it is really because of the location, and today's real business is coming quickly.

Entering the door was an old woman, on crutches, thin and slightly shriveled, with a pair of eyes that widened as if she were dead.

The old woman had a slight resentment on her body, which meant that she actually had some obsessions, so she didn't go to hell or enter reincarnation.

But her resentment is still far from turning into a ghost, and she still belongs to the "harmless to humans and animals" ghosts.

"Let's prepare." Zhou Ze said to Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang didn't shout that he was tired this time, in fact, preparing food for the people who were about to be sent to hell was his suggestion.

He felt that Zhou Ze's previous action of sending the ghost directly to hell was too simple and rude, there was no foreplay at all, too dry and too lacking in service quality.

Therefore, he proposed to order the whole meal and send people off before sending them to hell, and then they would leave some more money.

It's like a movie theater in addition to the big income of movie tickets, there is also a big income from selling Coke and popcorn.

The dishes are also very simple, a plate of dried radish, a plate of peanuts, a bowl of rice with chopsticks upside down, and a glass of old rice wine.

It's all ready-made and ready-made, just put it on the plate, and it's not troublesome.

Lao Dao set up the small table, prepared the small stool, and pulled up the curtain to cut off the view from the outside, otherwise other customers who came in would be shocked when they saw this scene.

This is also a small private room, a small private room specially prepared for ghosts.

Zhou Ze walked over with the teacup in his hand and said to the old woman, "Please." ”

The old woman was a little hesitant, it could be seen that she was a little afraid, but she was even more afraid of Zhou Ze, and at the moment, she could only sit down tremblingly.

Xu Qinglang handed a bottle of cow tears mixed with talisman water to Lao Dao, Lao Dao wiped it on his eyes, and also saw the old lady.

To be honest, this kind of thing of opening the door to welcome ghosts, Lao Dao has not encountered it since he left the underworld, for a while, he was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but think of the boss who was still in Rongcheng.

However, it's also coming soon.

Lao Dao has already sent a notice to his sailors in the live broadcast room where he has not broadcast live for several months, and he will restart the live broadcast in the early morning of April 1, that is, after about 0:20 on March 31.

That day was the day when the boss said he was going to come back.

The white warbler also sat over with a small bench, the old woman was a little shy, a zombie, a ghost, a Xuan Xiu, and an old man who seemed to be steaming in the crotch,

The old woman said Alexander.

Her little resentment, surrounded by this group of wolves, is really not worth mentioning.

"Let's eat, let's go on the road when you're done."

Zhou Ze urged.

The old woman smiled, lowered her head, and began to eat.

It's like a tiger is scary, but the zoo is like a kitten to the keepers.

When the old woman goes out, if she accidentally gives people a glimpse, she can probably scare people sick or faint, but at this time, she can only eat obediently.

"Auntie, how did you die?" Lao Dao began to ask at this time.

Lao Dao is an active person, even if he is old, but the older he is, the more he talks.

He usually talks to the little monkey, saying how he subdued demons and eliminated demons five hundred years ago, and suppressed a big splash monkey under Wuzhi Mountain;

The monkeys also cheered, as long as the old way bought a little snack, the monkey could sit there and listen to the old way blow for an afternoon, and waved from time to time:

"Wow!"

"Three touches and tears."

Lao Dao was confused, he knew that the old woman spoke dialects, so he looked at Zhou Ze.

"Sick and dead." Zhou Ze translated.

Tongcheng dialect and Mandarin are very different.

"Auntie, this can't work, even if you become a ghost, you can't forget to study, we have to learn Mandarin well, otherwise we will go to hell."

Think about it, there are so many people on Huangquan Road, it's difficult for you to find someone who can find the dialect of the city, and then you won't even have a person to talk to on the road, how boring. ”

Lao Dao kindly reminded.

The aunt was a little embarrassed and could only lower her head to eat.

"Do you have children?" Lao Dao began to ask again.

"Yu Guo, oh ta."

Lao Dao looked at Zhou Ze again, meaning, you translate quickly.

"I have a daughter." Xu Qinglang translated.

"Then your daughter must have burned you a lot of paper money, right?" Lao Dao rubbed his hands.

When the old woman heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "The conditions at home are not good. (Translated by Xu Qinglang)

"Bad conditions at home?" Lao Dao was not discouraged, and continued: "It's okay, anyway, paper money is not expensive, as long as your child has you in his heart, paper money can be more." ”

"Lying in a hospital bed, there is no money for treatment." The old woman said, put down her chopsticks, and wiped her tears.

"It's pitiful." Lao Dao wiped his tears together.

The white warbler is also Nunu's mouth, and she feels a little uncomfortable.

"My daughter asked me on the hospital bed if I wanted to continue to spend money on treatment, I was lying on the bed, unable to speak or move, she cried and said to me, if I don't want to continue treatment, just blink, if I don't blink, even if I smash the pot and sell iron, I will be cured."

"This girl is not bad." Lao Dao said, "What did you do?" ”

"I blinked, and then I came home from the hospital, and then I died." The old woman continued to wipe away her tears.

"It's not easy, you are also thinking about your children, it's really great, it's not easy, children also have to live." Lao Dao followed with sadness.

In fact, there are many such things in reality, especially in the face of some terminal diseases, which means that they have to constantly throw money into it, and many families cannot support this way of throwing money for treatment.

"Auntie, you're great." White warbler.

"I'll pour you another drink." Xu Qinglang.

On the side, looking at the teary-eyed appearance of the people around him, Zhou Ze couldn't cry or laugh.

He pointed to the old woman's eyes, which had been staring at her since she entered the door, and asked:

"How did you blink?"

When the old woman heard this,

Don't cry anymore,

Immediately said viciously:

"She asked me,

Mom, let me ask you, if you don't want to be cured, just blink. If you don't blink, even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you have to treat me.

And then

Waited five minutes,

I can't help it,

Blinked.

She immediately began to wipe her tears and said:

Good

mother

I know what you mean,

We're dead. ”