When I saw the payment, I was very surprised to look at the curator and ask.

But without waiting for the curator to answer, Uncle Liu on the side had already spoken in advance:

"That's right, the poll bureau, this time I killed the Yunmeng Demon Dao master and apprentice and the paper soul Daoist, and the contribution value of our hall has increased a lot, and the scope of business can continue to expand."

Uncle Liu smiled and spoke.

But I hear the words "contribution value", what is this thing, and can you expand the scope of your business?

Could it be that the funeral parlors have also been demarcated with their own business areas?

Don't you take orders if you have the ability?

"Uncle Liu, what is the contribution value?"

While talking, Huang Mao and I both looked at Uncle Liu.

At this time, the curator touched his mustache and said disdainfully:

"The contribution value is made by a few stupid forks in the poll bureau, and if you want to expand the scale of the business and get the corresponding subsidies from the government, you have to look at the level of the contribution value.

The higher the contribution value, the more official subsidies you get.

The wider the business coverage, the more extensive it will be. ”

I was a little surprised to hear this.

Can the official family still have subsidies?

It seems that I still don't have a comprehensive understanding of the structure of our industry.

After the curator said this, he said:

"This time, you killed those two demon Dao and won five hundred contribution points for the museum.

The grade of our pavilion has also been upgraded from level five to level four.

At present, the annual subsidy that can be obtained from the government is about six or seven million! ”

As soon as these words came out, Huang Mao and I were dumbfounded.

Level five? Six or seven million official subsidies?

I was surprised that there was such a large sum of money.

You know, we only manage a few people.

But the annual subsidy is six or seven million.

In other words, if we don't do anything in the museum a year, we have a net income of six or seven million.

Surprised, Chai Fugui said to the curator:

"Curator, according to the latest subsidy standard issued by the polling bureau this year, the fifth-level folk affairs office should be 7.2 million.

An average of $600,000 per month. ”

, 600,000, the monthly subsidy is as high as a terrifying 600,000.

I gasped.

No wonder Huang Mao said that the curator gave him a performance bonus of 200,000 yuan.

Let's get rid of a few demons this time, which directly raised the hall to a higher level.

More official subsidies were obtained.

The curator nodded:

"Not bad, not bad.

Money, earned is used to spend.

Xiao continued! You can get rid of those two demons this time, and you have a lot to do.

So the museum decided to give you a bonus of 300,000 yuan this time.

I hope you will work hard in the future, make persistent efforts, and help the museum get more contribution points.

In this way, everyone in the museum can benefit. ”

As he spoke, the curator waved his hand at Chai Fugui.

Chai Fugui did not hesitate, smiled and took out his wallet from his bag, and took out a cash check from the wallet.

"Xiao continued! It's yours. ”

I looked at the cash check with 300,000 written on it, and I unconsciously became excited.

300,000, that's 300,000 yuan.

It's only been three months since I came to the museum, and I've earned hundreds of thousands.

Although the journey is dangerous, the rewards are also quite rich.

"Why are you still stunned, take this!"

Uncle Liu smiled and pushed me.

I only reacted this time and took the cash check.

"Thank you, thank you, Curator."

"No, no, money is something outside the body. Unlike me, I can't spend money even if I have it.

It's all you deserve, get it with your life, take it. ”

The curator waved his hand, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

I heard from Uncle Liu that the curator is a lifeless person, a gambler who was dice by the gambling god of the underworld.

In this life, you have to rely on gambling to repay, and you can only win Yang Shou in gambling.

I didn't say anything more, and this time I almost lost my life.

I also used it once, and the yin fire spell given to me by my godfather invited Sister Bai to appear.

In the museum, it was promoted to the fifth-level folk office.

Take 300,000, and I'm not embarrassed.

The blind man, who had just gotten the check and had not spoken, also said to me:

"Xiao continued! I have to thank you too! The guy with the paper soul betrayed the master.

Kill my master.

Lao Tzu wanted to kill him for a long time.

It's just that I don't have a chance.

Unexpectedly, it died in your hands.

also let you get back the complete secret record, the blind man has nothing to do, thank you.

I can only owe you a favor first, and where you need the blind master in the future, the blind master is not to be rejected. ”

The blind man faced me, staring at me with a pair of rolled eyes.

When you speak, it's impassioned and heartfelt.

But it was also quite unexpected that he, the uncle, actually killed the blind master.

I still said politely:

"Blind man, you are serious.

That demon way, all the bad things are done.

There are also a lot of zombies and ghost slaves in the mountains, this kind of demon way, you have to punish it. ”

I replied.

Zhuangsha, who went out, also pushed the door in at this time.

"Serve, serve."

Zhuangsha smiled and spoke.

And we stopped talking for the time being.

The food was served quickly, and in a short time it was a large table full of alcohol.

It's all big fish and big meat.

The blind man even came out from under the table with two bottles of old wine.

Said that I was discharged from the hospital today, and I had good food and good wine.

I know my physical condition very well.

It's already been fine, and there's no problem with drinking a little wine.

At the table, the curator talked eloquently.

You have to keep telling us about the direction of the museum.

Speaking of our pavilion, although it is a yin pavilion, our business has become big.

Black and white, yin and yang, we have all been involved in a lot of business.

Especially in terms of yin business, it has extended from Haitang City to more than half a step.

He also said that we should make our pavilion the largest yin and yang pavilion in the two worlds of yin and yang.

The curator spoke generously and fiercely, and Huang Mao heard that it made his blood boil.

And I was terrified to hear it.

Because I heard more than half a step.

This is a place name, and like Yingzhou and Santu Village, it is a place that connects to another world.

And what is the place of more than half a step?

It was the first stop the ghost had arrived at after leaving the world.

It is a transit point between the world and the underworld.

And this place has always been in folklore.

But if you want people to say a thing or two, I'm afraid no one can say it.

However, the curator said that he wanted to expand the business by more than half a step, and it has already been extended.

It's hard for me to imagine what kind of energy our pavilion has.

How huge is it, and what kind of business is being done in more than half a step?

But to be sure, it's definitely not about making money.

Because that thing is not worth anything in our world.

If the living want to reap the benefits of the dead from the ghosts.

The only things I can think of are merit, luck, longevity, life, and wealth during my lifetime.

Zhuangsha, who was sitting on the other side of me, was surprised from time to time when he saw that I was listening carefully.

Suddenly he said to me:

"Do you know where I'm going on a business trip these days off for the past few days?"

"Where?"

With doubts, I looked at the strong sand next to me.

Zhuang Sha smiled meaningfully.

said lightly:

"The blind master took away the Yin Yang Gate, crossed the Two Realms Mountain, and went more than half a step ......"

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Brothers, I seem to have finished writing this story, but I feel like I can't hold on anymore.