Cai Gen was sitting in the passenger seat, smoking a cigarette, thinking about what the master just said, bad luck, enemy creditors, burning ingots, transshipment, these vocabulary words were all unfamiliar to Cai Gen, so he took his mobile phone and started to look them up.
My wife's car didn't drive very fast, but it was very smooth, but she held the steering wheel with both hands so hard that her hands turned white.
We were far away from the village when my wife suddenly asked,
"Husband, did you really see many people in the master's yard?"
Cai Gen was stunned when his wife asked him, shouldn't he be thinking about the enemy's creditor burning ingots at this time? Why should he care about other people's yards?
"Yes, there are a lot of people, probably hundreds. What's going on? Didn't you see it?"
My wife’s hand on the steering wheel turned even whiter, and she continued to speak while trying to control her emotions,
"I didn't see it, and it seems that the master didn't see it either. There should be very few people who can see it."
What does this mean? Cai Gen is confused. I can see supernatural things. I have told you before. Is there anything strange?
"I saw it in the store the day before yesterday, and I also saw it in the store yesterday. You know, is it weird?"
My wife seemed unwilling to explain too much, maybe because she was afraid that Cai Gen would be scared, or maybe she didn’t know clearly, so she just said perfunctorily,
"The last few times you saw it, it was all at night, the firepower was low, and having yin and yang eyes is nothing."
So, it turns out that they were weird about this matter. Cai Gen knew that it shouldn't be a big deal, otherwise his wife would tell him,
"If you see it, just see it. Listen to the master and burn some gold ingots."
The wife was concentrating on driving and did not answer Cai Gen. The two fell into silence.
Returning to the city was obviously much slower than when we went to the master's house. My wife may also be thinking about this matter.
Cai Gen had run out of cigarettes, and before he arrived at the Taiping Temple, he once suggested stopping to buy cigarettes, but his wife refused.
Then the daily nagging mode started, about why smoking is bad, why I haven’t earned enough money and my body is still in trouble, blah blah blah, blah blah.
Cai Gen didn't dare to refute, but he had a theory about his wife asking him to quit smoking. He had been with his partner for 20 years, so he just quit after saying no?
That is too inhumane, so Cai Gen is a person who values emotions and will not abandon his partner who has been with him for 20 years, nor will he quit smoking.
There is another core point: a man can't cry all the time, so he needs to smoke.
This is considered a distribution center for this small city.
Those who cannot go to the cemetery on the 15th day of the Qingming Festival still come here to burn paper.
Also because the online shops on both sides of the Taiping Temple are Buddhist shops and paper-making shops. They are all funeral businesses. They are very concentrated and provide one-stop service with a very complete range.
Cai Gen sat in the car and looked at the small shops one after another. The decorations at the door represented the genre.
I can't tell the difference clearly, so people can only shake their heads and smile bitterly.
The car stopped at the address on the business card. Cai Gen and his wife got out of the car.
This large outlet is decorated like a 4S store. The plaque reads "Li Juan Buddha Store". Is Li Juan very famous?
But what attracts Cai Gen even more is the two cars parked in front of the store, a BMW Z4 and a Buick GL8, haha,
One for private use and one for public use, tasteful, this Li Juan should be very famous.
But the bumper of the BMW Z4 looks familiar. It should be the one that hit the delivery rider this morning. What a coincidence.
I was secretly sad. Compared with this big outlet, Cai Gen's small shop is just a roadside snack shop, and it's still a fast food type.
Cai Gen was even more surprised when he followed his wife into the store. There were no Buddha statues, paper money, or anything else. Picture albums were hung neatly on the wall, and there was a TV showing various funeral supplies, Buddha statues, and other product displays.
There are two rows of large sofas and a large coffee table. It doesn't look like a Buddhist shop, but like the reception room of some high-tech company.
A girl in professional attire came up to her. She was very polite and enthusiastic. She offered her seat first, then started pouring water, and finally asked,
"Boy, what do you need?"
Is this a Buddhist shop? It is trained according to the bank’s excellent service standards, right?
Cai Gen was confused. Was he really stupid for staying in that small shop? The world outside was changing too fast.
The wife took out her business card and explained her intention. The girl looked at the business card and seemed to recognize her.
"Wang Nai called my mother and said that she is an important guest and wants a discount. My mother is not at home, but it doesn't matter if I am here. What are you doing?"
My wife was a little surprised when she heard that the master's surname was Wang. She knew it, but she didn't know why he became an important guest. Wouldn't it be better to give him a discount?
"Let's buy Yuanbao, 100,000 yuan, to answer our enemies and creditors."
"Oh, normally Yuanbao costs 5 cents each, 100,000 Yuan for 5,000 Yuan, but Wang Nai has spoken and will sell it to you at a cost of 2 cents each, for a total of 2,000 Yuan. Are you looking for a location, or can it be anywhere?"
In one sentence, 3,000 yuan was wiped out? How much face? Also, is there such a huge profit from selling ingots? Cai Gen listened even more confused.
My wife remained calm and said with a smile,
"Thank you very much. We don't have a fixed place. We can do it anywhere. What do you usually do?"
The girl is very familiar with the business and explained the process very fluently.
"Then come to the gate of Taiping Temple at 8 o'clock in the evening. Just come. Don't forget to bring the things Wang Nai gave you. We are responsible for delivering the goods, cooking, and helping answer the questions. Originally, these things cost 500 yuan in labor.
Wang Nai has told me that I don’t want it anymore, please leave your contact information.”
Another sentence wiped out 500 yuan. Cai Gen suspected that the master thought that his bones were extraordinary and wanted to accept him as his direct disciple?
The wife took the pen and paper, wrote down Cai Gen's mobile phone number, and was about to go out. Cai Gen pulled her.
"Don't you want to pay me first?"
The girl heard this and said,
"Brother, no need, just give it to me after you finish the work."
The wife smiled at the girl and took Cai Gen out. When they got to the car, Cai Gen was still struggling with the matter of giving money first.
"They don't collect the money first. What if they burn it all and default on the bill?"
My wife skillfully lit the ignition, drove the car, and explained to Cai Gen,
"Why don't you understand? No one dares to default on such a thing, and no one makes fun of such a thing."
Well, it's right to think about it. Who has no time to make fun of something like this? If you can't hide it, isn't that a disease?
"Wife, are you coming tonight or should we come together?"
This is the answer to one of the two choices. Eliminate the option of Cai Gen himself, because Cai Gen really doesn’t want to do such a thing by himself, and is a little scared, especially since he can see everything.
This chapter has been completed!