When Yun Poyue was hungry and close to dying, she heard Meng Guanglu's last words: "Today's luck is really good, I actually sold five coffins and earned twenty-eight taels of silver......

So as soon as I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, I came back to life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Didn't let that breath go down.

The magic of money is incomparable.

Yao followed behind, and heartily echoed and said, "My God, if we follow this progress, it won't take two or three years, and we will become one of the richest people in the town!"

It stands to reason that those who sell coffins and open pharmacies should not celebrate if their business is prosperous. It is even more inappropriate to be publicized. Because there must be a cry echoing behind the smiling face, but someone is unlucky on the smug reversal side.

So the standard of a good doctor is never to treat your illness on the spot, with immediate results, but to treat you continuously and uninterruptedly.

Heal this and this. Cure headache with fever.

In the end, you said "thank you" on the one hand, and sent the pennant with a stupid smile: Contemporary Huatuo!

He cures your cold with no more than a hundred pairs of medicines.

Then the stomach was bad.

Cure stomach ailments with no more than 500 pairs of medicines.

Then the liver went bad.

Then use no more than 1,000 pairs of drugs to repair liver function.

Then the heart broke.

Bracket it. 40,000 domestically produced and 80,000 imported. The top five years of domestic production and the top ten years of imports. In this way, you finally have a specific date for the mileage of your life, and then spend every day in grief and fear.

Then he moved victoriously and set off in great strides to report to the next state-owned unit, the Hades Palace.

Unfortunately, there is no return, there is a long way to go, and no return tickets are issued.

But also, in this world, there is no one who does business and does not like to make money.

The same goes for the coffin shop owner.

After three months of not opening the shop, he was in a state of panic, he did not continue to eat three meals, and he drank gruel and nibbled on pickles, and who knew what was going on in his heart? A person of low quality and scarce morals like the shopkeeper Meng, after drinking a little stuffy wine, might hide in the house and secretly complain to his wife Yao: "His grandmother's is so tough. It's been a long time, and no one has died--let Lao Tzu live!"

So sometimes, it is a sin to overestimate people's charity and morality.

In that year, specifically in the twenty-sixth year of Yuan Zhizheng, Yun Poyue experienced a journey of life and death in front of the coffin shop of Marco Polo Hutong in Crab Town (at that time, people sometimes took foreign names, which were both foreign and fashionable, elegant and loud, such as Elizabeth Street, McDonald's underwear store, George III Soy Sauce Factory, Charles WC) Guanglu coffin shop.

The reason why he woke up later should be attributed to the "twenty-eight" that Boss Meng kept shouting in his mouth.

sold five coffins in one day and earned twenty-eight taels of silver.

Twenty-eight.

Looking at it now, no matter how you understand it, this should be an auspicious number, but it brought bad luck to Meng Guanglu. Just like "Thirteen" and "Black Friday" in the eyes of Westerners, no matter how you deal with it, there is always some danger and mystery in it.

At that time, one copper coin could buy two buns. Forty-eight copper coins can buy a roast chicken. Less than 30 pieces can be purchased for a pair of goose half fans.

If you go to the restaurant for two taels of silver, you can also have a banquet with four dishes and one soup.

Considering that at that time, under a specific environment, it was still in a state of war, so after deducting many factors such as inflation, currency depreciation, and the comprehensive and continuous rise in the price level, the consumption power of 28 taels of silver, if you are careful and can save money, an ordinary family can live for about a year.

It's no wonder that even those who are half starved to death can quickly return from the line of death as soon as they hear the silver!

The front of Guanglu's coffin shop was full of gloom and murder.

Because from the moment Yun Poyue woke up and supported him to sit up, the clock of life of Meng Guanglu and his wife began to enter the countdown.

Every minute counts as the last.

Thirty years later, when Yun Poyue recalled everything, he still didn't think that he had done anything wrong, and he didn't feel the harsh blame of his conscience.

Some people live, and some people must die.

This is the inevitable law of natural selection.

He never felt guilty about it.

It's just that deliberately depriving a person of their life always brings a more or less heavy feeling.

So every now and then you need to release.

The way to release is to kill another person.

Use the blood, the excitement, the violence, and the cruelty to drive away the depression, heaviness, and uneasiness that haunts the heart.

The first time Yun Poyue told her secret to others was at the beginning of sixteen, in the dungeon, facing an old man with a full beard. He still remembers the situation vividly.

He knew that one day he would have to pour out this burden to someone.

Otherwise, because they are buried in their hearts and bear it alone, their burden will have reached their limit.

It's just that he didn't expect that the person who shared this secret with him would be Jiang Yang Thief and Snitch Liu Yidao. It seems that the opportunities in life are really strange.

As for the omniscient, well-known, well-thought-out, and clever biographer Green Peony, in the impression of Yun Poyue, this is just a **** with a humble behavior.

In order to achieve her goal, she will go deeper and deeper, layer by layer, without sparing, until she sells everything she has on her body.

He won't tell her the secrets of his heart.

Never.

Despite the repeated invitations of green peony. Look at the thatched house three times. Entangled in every way.

Indomitable.

Therefore, in the official biography published later, there was an inexplicable, patchwork, donkey-lip poetry contest and celebrity quote contest between the great master of street martial arts and the prostitute he met by chance.

Yun Poyue was furious when she read it.

To tell the truth, he didn't look down on the identity of a prostitute, but was angry that since Green Peony claimed to be a cultural person and an "engineer of the human soul", he really shouldn't be changed so casually!

At that time, Yun Poyue did have the feeling of killing Green Peony and killing this scum in the literary world who pretended to be clever and lied.

It's easy to kill someone.

It's not difficult to deal with either.

The difficulty is not to be afraid of god-like enemies, but only pig-like opponents. Getting rid of a brazen thing like her, Yun Poyue asked herself, he was still afraid of getting his hands dirty.

Thirty years ago, however, he did not have such patience and patience.

Because hunger and death can easily lead people lost and confused.

had to succumb to reality.

That day he got up, left the coffin shop, and walked down the street. Although I hadn't eaten for four days, I still felt refreshed and confident. The heart was beating and beating, and there was a slight beating of some irregularities. Just like three years later, he stood in front of Luo Yan, who was covered in snow-white and inchless.

He thought he had found a way out of life.

Since then.

Frank.

Yun Poyue finally stopped in front of a meat stall on the street and looked around. The boss who sold meat looked left and right, and after looking at the old man for a long time, he didn't see any signs of this little beggar in rotten clothes selling half of the meat?

So he took a breath, rubbed his teeth, and turned his head away.

A big guy in a silk shirt appeared over there, wanting to buy a few catties of pork ribs. With a smile on his face, the butcher shop owner picked up a machete with a thick back and a thin blade, and stepped forward to serve customers with courtesy.

Just as he turned around, Yun Poyue stepped forward, and the butcher shop owner didn't pay attention, grabbed the boning knife on the board, and secretly tucked it behind his back...... (To be continued.) )