Thinking of this, it happened that the team had arrived outside the Demon Capital, not far from the south gate, so Gao Jingfei greeted the eldest brother.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Yu, brother, I have something to deal with, you go first, I will catch up with you immediately!"

Zhang Lin naturally didn't care, and Gao Jingkun knew that his younger brother's strength was not what it used to be, and he had a little bit of insight with himself before he came, so he didn't worry about Gao Jingfei's safety, but just instructed:

"Be careful yourself, after all, there is chaos in the Demon Capital City now, and there may be hidden innate masters."

Gao Jingfei smiled confidently and walked towards the city separately with everyone.

Temporarily separated from the team, and according to Fenrir's investigation, Gao Jingfei came to a relatively remote and narrow street in the west of the magic capital.

It seems to be a place similar to the modern crematorium and the funeral parlor near the white goods street, the location is slightly off, not far from a temple, there are not many houses around, there are dozens of incense and candle shops, paper shops, longevity shops and Taoist Buddha shops that operate funeral and sacrificial supplies on the street in a short period of less than 100 meters.

The latter was the kind of shop that sold statues of gods and Buddhas, and it was also very popular in later generations, and there were one or two such shops in almost every town, so that worshippers could invite them home, let alone in the cities.

Only this kind of shop will not be taboo to be surrounded by paper money, paper people, shrouds, coffins and other supplies for the deceased, and open in this environment.

Ordinary trading can't be suppressed, and people often scare themselves and lose their hearts.

Gao Jingfei walked to the door of the most magnificent paper shop on this street at this time, this is definitely the kind that operates relatively large, the façade of the door alone is much wider than the general low and narrow shop, and there is also a gold lacquer rosewood signboard of "Majia Paper Shop" hanging on it, although the gold paint looks slightly mottled over time, but it has a feeling of a century-old store.

As soon as you enter the door, there are rows of paper products on both sides of the front hall more than five meters wide, which look gloomy, and people can't help but chill all over, and dare not look at the "eyes" of those paper products.

There are rich varieties of paper goods here, including paper people, paper horses, cash cows, gold and silver mountain paper treasure houses, as well as gatehouses, archways, mansions, lanterns, cattle, sheep and five livestock.

It can be said that all the needs that the living can imagine and need are prepared for the same substitute for the dead.

With the exquisite paper figures made by Guo Shihu, looking at these slightly abstract and terrifying paper figures in ancient times, he naturally couldn't look down on them, but Gao Jingfei looked at those paper horses and paper cows made vividly, not inferior to similar modern products at all, and couldn't help but nod with great satisfaction.

Then a middle-aged man came up and said:

"The Taoist is polite, but do you want to choose some paper goods?"

Gao Jingfei also said politely:

"Yes, I want that pair of white horses!"

He refers to the most conspicuous pair of tall horses in the shop, each of these two paper horses is more than one meter seven in height, the body is majestic and slender, the paper hair is very realistic, except for the blank eyes and no eye, it looks like the real thing, this body is also a good horse breed in modern times.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed and said:

"Don't hide it from the Taoist, these two horses are made by my father, which is his old man's work, and the small shop is used as a signboard to fill the scene, why don't you take a look at the other side, I'll give you a 20% discount?"

When Gao Jingfei heard that he was more interested in these two horses, he said:

"I'll ask for these two, and I'll give them to you."

The middle-aged man subconsciously turned out the cloth bag that Gao Jingfei threw away, and found that there were ten eagles inside, and he was immediately overjoyed. Because ordinary paper work actually can't make any money, all the people need is to make a hard money, only the funeral of a large family can make a big profit, but there are no two paper horses to sell ten eagles at a high price.

This money has been able to make a family of three live relatively comfortably in the magic capital city for a whole year.

So he gritted his teeth and said:

"Since the Taoist chief is so sincere, then the small shop has also done this business, I don't know if the chief still needs it?"

It's a big deal to ask the old man to make two horses in the future, anyway, his father now has nothing else to do except tease his grandson every day.

"In addition, I have to make a batch of paper horses, at least ten of them, and the more the better. To be a horse of such a height, it is best to be a bloody horse in the Western Regions, just refer to the Eight Horses of King Mu and the Six Horses of Tang Taizong, if you can ask your old man to make a move, I still have a price of five taels of horses,! ”

Although the weight of Yingyang is somewhat different from one or two silvers, because of the exquisite casting and easy use, people in the coastal areas have long used Yingyang as one or two.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was first surprised, and then embarrassed and said:

"The Taoist is really embarrassed by the small shop, my old man has been collecting the mountain for several years, and he has never made another move."

Gao Jingfei smiled and watched the other party spit out a few words.

"Ten taels!"

The middle-aged man is still embarrassed, but his face has been slightly loosened. Ten taels, ten paper horses are one hundred taels!

"Twenty taels!"

Gao Jingfei made another offer, but seeing that the middle-aged man was still hesitant, he couldn't help but feel bored.

So he laughed and threatened:

"Shopkeeper, it's not good to be too greedy, you must know that the city has not been peaceful recently, in case your store has three long and two short, isn't it empty of people and money?"

As he spoke, he opened the five yin pouches and made a move towards the two paper horses, and an invisible yin wind suddenly rolled up the paper horses and disappeared, which made the middle-aged man stunned at the beginning.

Then Gao Jingfei threw down ten taels of silver and said without looking back:

"This is my deposit, I will come to pick up the goods in three days, it doesn't matter if I can't finish it, I want as much as I want! By the way, I also want a Western carriage, this does not need to be specially asked by the old man, it can be sturdy and beautiful, presumably your store should be able to complete it, right? ”

After saying that, the person had disappeared.

Only the middle-aged man was left holding ten eagles and ten taels of silver like a hot potato, with cold sweat on his face, and he directly greeted the guys in the store, and ran to the backyard with the silver.

The backyard of the Majia paper shop covers an extremely wide area, and if it is placed on the side of the rich and noble people in the government area, it will at least be the size of the mansion of a seventh-grade or even fifth-grade official.

However, because it is hidden in the backyard of the store and inconspicuous, and this funeral street is very unlucky, ordinary people are reluctant to come here, so the Ma family has purchased this store here and merged several yards, and changed it to the scale that is already a bit unregulated, but there is no official concern.

To put it bluntly, Dajinguo's national strength has become more and more declining in recent years, and the constraints on the people have become more relaxed.

Mrs. Ma was sitting on a rocking chair in the courtyard at this time, basking in the sun, and from time to time picked up a white jade teapot and put it to her mouth to take a sip.

Full of idle rich man's style.

From an apprentice from a small farmer's family to today, now he is considered to be famous and full of children and grandchildren, and Mrs. Ma has retired to naturally take care of his life, at least it looks like this.

When the third son ran in in a panic, the old lady's eyes were slightly twitched, his face was not obvious, and he was already dissatisfied.

"Your kid is almost forty years old, and you have grandchildren, why are you still as frizzy as a hairy boy, how can I trust the family business to you in the future?"

If it was in the past, the middle-aged man would have smiled and expressed his loyalty and filial piety to the old man, but at this time, he couldn't care about that, and said in a panic:

"Dad, a little Taoist priest just came and bought the two horses you tied up......"