Chapter 275: Coffin Shop
Yun Poyue fell in front of the Guanglu coffin shop at the age of fifteen and a half. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
At that time, it was only a dozen days before he entered the city. At that moment, his face was yellow, his lips were chapped, his eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and his gaze was dull and unfocused.
Yao, the woman of Meng Guanglu, the owner of the coffin shop, walked out.
Take a closer look.
When she was sure that everything was okay, the other party was not a crazy man, so she kicked him twice and shouted: "Hey, if you want to eat, you'd better go away - even if you want to die, you can't die at my door, weird ......."
Yun Poyue heard it in her ears and wanted to get up, but she didn't have any strength on her body.
Everyone was hungry for three or four days without eating.
This will happen.
Yao screamed twice, and saw that this man was lying on the ground, half-dead, motionless, and a little frightened in his heart. But she was a woman, single and weak, and she dragged him still. Besides, she was afraid that this ragged beggar would suffer from some virulent infectious disease!
It is unlucky for people to die at their own doorstep.
It stands to reason that the coffin seller should not casually dislike others, because he himself is not engaged in a profession that can bring good luck to others.
If it is not necessary, I believe that most people are reluctant to patronize the coffin shop.
The big wooden box that doesn't slip away from autumn is placed there, which makes people feel bleak and dull at a glance!
When you go to the mall on weekdays, as long as you see "discounts" and "buy one get one free", and "family feedback", even if you don't flock to it, you will inevitably yearn for it. Standing on tiptoe to take a second look.
What does he send?
Even a towel, a toothbrush, a stack of napkins and a pack of toothpicks are fine.
But this eye-catching, stark advertising slogan is clearly not suitable for coffin shops.
Not to mention buy one get one free, that is, get two free, get three free, I'm afraid that at any time there will be no overflow of customers, in order to win that selfless gift and squeeze out clothes, step on shoes, and break the mind!
When have you ever seen that every festival, the coffin seller stands on the street, shouting at the top of his voice: "It's the New Year's holiday, and the warehouse is dumped and the blood is ......"
No way, it's a low-key industry.
And many people may not know that the coffin, as a special application and frequently used commodity, the kind of black or red wooden cabinet, is actually quite expensive.
Although not as good as mahogany furniture.
But at least it's much more expensive than those tables, chairs, benches, and ordinary furnishings!
And, in most cases, a bite-bite.
How much is how much.
There is little bargaining.
First, the customers who came to the door had tears in their eyes and looked sad, and most of them were urgent. I don't care about that little money.
Second, if you look closely, you will find that in a town or a city, there are actually very few shops selling shrouds and wreath coffins, at least not so overwhelming. It's a little less competitive.
Third, it's hard to bargain. Wording is difficult.
Usually, in order to buy a piece of clothing, you can go to thirty shopping malls and go around your tongue with the shopkeeper for four hours (or even more), just to save dozens of dollars.
In the end, I was happy to close.
Buyers are happy, sellers are happy, and everyone is win-win.
From Nanjing to Beijing, what is bought is not sold, no matter how impassioned, pitiful, put yourself in the shoes of a family, people who do not make money will definitely not do it!
But these principles are difficult to apply to coffin shops.
Who has ever seen the eyebrows of the coffin buyer haggling, and the owner of the coffin seller happily circling?
The one who bought it said, "You give me a cheaper, this time my father dies and uses yours, and next time my mother dies, I will come here?"
Or the owner of the coffin shop tries to pull back customers: "If the eldest lady is gone, you will spend two more dollars, husband and wife, it doesn't matter." I will take care of the little wife next time, starting at 20% off, buy one get one free......"
Outrageous.
After clarifying this relationship, you can understand that the two parties actually completed the transaction in a dull and depressing atmosphere, with subtle and complex changes in mentality.
Sell not ready to set close, cultivate relationships with each other, you come and go.
As long as you are not so poor that you are poor and white, and your family is surrounded by walls, who will bury things with a bamboo sweep when someone dies?
Sooner or later, it will come to the door as long as it is needed.
The buyer is heartbroken, but there is nothing to be done, in front of relatives and friends, in front of the public, the face always has to take care of a little. If you are too indulgent, too careful, grinding and chattering, turning over and over, you will inevitably give people the suspicion of blaspheming the deceased.
Grief should not only be expressed, but filial piety should be expressed!
The big deal was that while reluctantly taking out the silver, he felt distressed and his liver hurt, and at the same time secretly cursed the boss's ancestors for eight generations: "This should be killed by God, and he will make a fortune from the dead!
Meng Guanglu, the owner of Guanglu coffin shop on Zhengyang Street, has been in this business for 20 years.
Although he did not make a fortune and his family has tens of millions of mansions, his situation is also quite good.
A small courtyard with a single door, wearing silk and satin.
The husband and wife have been around the coarse cloth since ten years ago.
Those who smoke cigarettes have to smoke filters, those who are thirsty have to drink canned water, those who eat meat have to eat tenderloin, and those who play mahjong have to play 500 doers!
Occasionally, Boss Meng also has to go to Qinglu Street in the city once or twice a month.
It was the famous red light district nearby.
At first, his wife Yao was naturally resolutely opposed and looked at each other, and the two of them broke out several world-class wars for this.
It is said that for a while, Meng Guanglu's face was red and bright, and the scratches at a glance were caused by his wife's sharp nails.
It's just that he kept hiding and flickering, claiming that it was the white-haired and blue-eyed beast who was scratching the player's newly purchased pet "Persian Cat"!
The neighborhood snickered when they heard it.
Meng Guanglu felt that he had lost face in front of his neighbors and completely lost his self-esteem as a man. In the future, he couldn't go to Flower Street Willow Lane and get close to Fang Ze, which made him especially angry, but he couldn't help the fierce and abnormal, sharp-toothed, and martial arts tigress at home, so he had an idea and played passive sabotage.
Specifically, it is pretending to be sick.
No eating, no drinking.
When Yao went out, he got up again and filled his stomach with what he could find. After that, lie back on the kang and pretend to be dead.
If his wife asks about the lost food, he hums weakly, either blaming it to the greedy cat or framing the greedy dog, or simply planting all the blame on the stupid pig in the pen.
In fact, how could Yao not understand his thoughts?
Pretending to be sick is nothing, but after half a month, the turnover of the coffin shop has plummeted, and the sales profit has dropped by 95 percent. Isn't that fun?
Yao's eyebrows were angry, and she didn't feel that there was no open fire, she wanted to rush up, pick up the man who had no interest, and beat her fists hard! After thinking about it, since the two of them were married and had no children for many years, her husband was about to shed tears when he talked about it recently (in fact, it was smoked with chili peppers hidden in the palm of his hand), and he didn't feel discouraged...... (To be continued.) )