Chapter 4 The Coffin Shop
Frankly, I don't know why my master changed my name, but I know that since September 1, 2002, the name Luo Dongchuan has accompanied me all my life.
After coming out of the master's house, I went directly to Nanping Town, ten miles away, because my brother's coffin was spread out in this town, and the school where I attended high school was also in this town.
The faΓ§ade of my brother's coffin shop is his own house, a two-storey building, the first floor is used to place the coffin, and the second floor is the place to stay.
When I walked to the coffin shop, it was already noon, the scorching sun was shining, and my senior brother was bending down to tinker with the coffin. β
He put down the tools in his hand and looked at me, about thirty years old, with a beard, a fat body, and a dark blue coarse cloth coat, he looked at me for a while, and then wondered, "Who are you?" β
I straightened my clothes to make myself look decent, and I busied myself with the apprenticeship.
After hearing this, he glanced at me meaningfully, glanced at my right index finger again, and said lightly: "Okay, I know, just help in this coffin shop in the future." β
I was timid at that time, standing at the door and squeaking for a long time, and I didn't say anything, mainly because I was thinking about going to school to report, so I said: "That... Senior brother, the master asked me to learn the craft from you while going to school. β
The senior brother sighed, pulled me into the coffin shop, and asked me to burn three pillars of incense in front of the ancestor Lu Ban, saying that it was to enter the door to worship the ancestor master, this is a rule, and it cannot be broken.
After worshipping the grandfather, the senior brother didn't say anything, let me go to the school to report first, but after the report, I must rush back to the coffin shop as soon as possible, he said that his coffin shop does not support idlers, and if you want to live here, you have to work hard.
I agreed and went straight to school with the two thousand dollars in my pocket.
When I signed up, there were quite a lot of people, and there was a long queue until 4 o'clock in the afternoon, so I didn't dare to stay in school for a long time, and walked back to my brother's coffin shop with the newly issued books.
To put it bluntly, I didn't want to learn any craft at that time, for me, knowledge can change fate, a craft like a ghost craftsman, at most, is to mix food and clothing in a small town, and if you want to make a lot of money to cure the paralysis of your second uncle, it is obviously unlikely.
Therefore, after arriving at my brother's coffin shop, my focus has been on studying, and I have been perfunctory about what my brother taught.
But this thought didn't last long in my mind, and I changed this opinion, because on the seventh day of my arrival at my brother's house, a special guest came to the coffin shop, and this guest made my brother earn a full 10,000 yuan, knowing that my parents can't make so much money selling grain and rice all year round.
This gave me the hope of making a lot of money, and it also gave me the hope of repaying my master's 2,000 yuan.
At that time, the situation was like this, it was the school holiday on Saturday, and my brother went to the countryside to collect wood and make coffins, and I was instructed by my brother to watch the coffin shop.
At the end of the day, there is no business, after all, it is impossible to die every day in these years, and the coffin shop of the immortal must have no business, until near the evening, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, it is a woman of about thirty, medium stature, although she is old, she is still charming, the fly in the ointment is that this woman is fat, her ass is surprisingly big, she twisted her big buttocks, and hurriedly walked in.
"You're Master Wang?" She stared at me and looked at me for a moment, in a strange tone.
I glanced up at her, shook my head, and told the truth: "My senior brother went to the countryside to collect timber." β
"That's it!" She replied, walked around the coffin shop with deep meaning, touched the coffin lid with her hand as she walked, and asked me, "When will Master Wang come back?" β
I followed, although I had no interest in the coffin, but I had been eating, drinking, and sleeping at my brother's house, and now that my brother was not there, I naturally wanted to greet him with a good guest, so I said respectfully, "I can come back tomorrow morning at the latest." β
She sighed, stopped talking, and walked around the coffin shop again, looking at her eyes as if she was looking for something, I asked curiously, "Sister, how can I help you?" β
She withdrew her gaze, glanced at me, and said in a low voice, "Is there a coffin that can hold seven corpses?" β
I was a little confused, this coffin pays attention to a coffin for one person, how can there be a coffin with seven corpses, and quickly shook his head and said no.
She sighed in disappointment and muttered, "It seems that it can only be customized." β
I didn't understand what she meant, even if it was customized, I couldn't hit that kind of coffin, according to what I originally meant to say it, but I was afraid of driving away my senior brother's guests, so I had to echo, "Yes, I'm afraid I can only customize." β
Hearing this, the woman smiled, and hurriedly took out a thousand yuan from her trouser pocket, and while I was not paying attention, she put the money in my pocket, and said, "So it was decided, order a coffin of that kind, this is a deposit." β
I didn't dare to accept it, so I hurriedly took out the money and returned it, who knows, her face sank, opened my arm, and said coldly: "Young man, do you understand the rules, how can the deposit for the coffin be refunded casually, and returning it is equivalent to cursing my family and dying." β
When I heard it, I was shocked, there is still such a thing about coffins? Hurriedly retracted his hand, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm just an apprentice, and I don't know the doorway here." β
She glared at me viciously and asked me to write her a receipt, and I asked her what she was writing and she said, of course, a receipt for the deposit.
I wanted to say something, but when I saw her tired sleeves, I had an attitude that if you don't write a receipt, I will never finish with you, so I reluctantly wrote a receipt to her.
She took the receipt, stuffed me with another hundred dollars, said it was a reward, and walked out of the coffin.
Looking at her back, I vaguely felt that I had been pitted, but I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just a bigger coffin, and the senior brother should come out, so I closed the door of the store, made some food casually, and returned to the second floor to study with a book.
It was about 11 o'clock in the evening, and there was a noise downstairs, if I guessed correctly, it should be that the senior brother has returned.
I put down the book and immediately ran downstairs, and I saw my senior brother with a tired face, I was very afraid of my senior brother at that time, mainly because of my senior brother, who had a zombie face all day long, and rarely spoke, let alone laughed at this extravagant expression, so I timidly asked, "Senior brother, didn't you say that you came back early?" β
He glanced at me, didn't speak, and walked straight to the bedroom on the second floor, I wanted to catch up and tell the middle-aged woman about the deposit, but seeing that my brother didn't seem to be interested, I didn't catch up, so I planned to tell him tomorrow morning.
The next day, early in the morning, I thought that the middle-aged woman might come, and I got up at about seven o'clock, and before I could wash up, I heard the voice of my brother downstairs, "You go, I don't fight that kind of coffin." β