Thinking of this, the team had arrived outside the Magic City, not far from the South Gate, so Gao Jingfei greeted his elder brother and the others.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Yu, brother, I have something to deal with. You can take one step first, and I will catch up with you immediately!"
Zhang Lin naturally didn't care, and Gao Jingkun knew that his brother's strength was no longer the same as before. He had already found some insights with him before coming, so he was not worried about Gao Jingfei's safety, but just gave him a message:
"Be careful, after all, the city of Demon City is very messy now, and maybe there are hidden innate masters."
Gao Jingfei smiled confidently and walked towards the city separately from everyone.
After temporarily leaving the team, according to Fenriel's exploration, Gao Jingfei came to a relatively remote and narrow street west of the Magic City.
This place seems to be a street similar to the funeral supplies near a modern crematorium and a funeral home. It is located slightly off. There is a temple not far away. There are not many houses around it. There is a street less than 100 meters short.
Dozens of incense and candle shops, paper-making shops, longevity shops, Taoist Buddhist shops and other stores that operate funeral and sacrificial supplies.
The latter is a store that runs statues of gods and Buddhas, and it is also very popular in later generations. There will be one or two such stores in almost every township, which is convenient for those who believe in it to go home, let alone in the city.
Only such shops will not be afraid of the existence of paper money and paper people around them, as well as mourning clothes and coffins and other supplies for the deceased, and they will be opened in this environment.
Generally, business cannot be restrained, and people often scare themselves and lose their anger.
Gao Jingfei walked to the door of the most grand paper shop on this street. This shop is definitely the one with a relatively large business. The storefront at the door is much wider than that of the average low and narrow shop, and it is even more
The golden painted red sandalwood sign hanging with the "Majia Paper Shop". Although the golden paint looks a little mottled over the years, it has a feeling of a century-old store.
As soon as you enter the door, rows of paper-tied supplies are displayed on both sides of the front hall, which looks gloomy and makes people feel chill all over and dare not look at the paper-tied "eyes".
There are rich categories of paper goods here, including paper man, paper horse money tree, gold and silver mountain paper treasure house, gatehouse archway, lanterns, cattle, sheep, and five poultry and livestock.
It can be said that the same substitutes are prepared for the dead, which can be imagined and needed by the living.
With the exquisite paper men made by Guo Shihu, he naturally looked down on these paper men who were slightly abstract and gloomy in ancient times, but Gao Jingfei looked at the paper horses and cows, making them vividly, and was not inferior to the modern era.
The same product was nodded with satisfaction.
Then a middle-aged man walked over and said:
"The Taoist priest is polite, but should I choose some paper goods?"
Gao Jingfei said politely:
"Yes, I want that pair of white horses!"
He refers to the most conspicuous pair of tall horses in the display in the shop. Each of these two paper horses is over 1.7 meters tall. They are majestic and slender. The paper hair is very realistic, except for the white space in their eyes, and they have not finished their eyes.
It looks similar to the real one, and this body shape is also a good horse breed in modern times.
The middle-aged man said in a little embarrassed manner:
"To be honest, these two horses were made by my father. They are considered to be his old man's collection of mountains. The shop is used as a signboard to serve as a scene. Why not look at the other side of the Taoist priest, I'll call you a question
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When Gao Jingfei heard that he was more interested in these two horses, he said:
"I just want these two, this is for you."
The middle-aged man subconsciously ended up with the cloth bag that Gao Jingfei threw away and found that there were ten eagles inside. He was immediately delighted. Because ordinary paper work actually can’t make much money. All the people need is to make hard money, only the big ones
Only when people make a fortune in funerals can they make a fortune, but they sell ten Eagle Yang at a high price without two paper horses.
This money has been able to make the family of three live a relatively comfortable life in the Magic City for a whole year.
So he gritted his teeth and said:
"Since the Taoist priest is so sincere, the shop has done this business. I wonder if the boss still needs it?"
At worst, I would like to ask the old man to make two more horses in the future. Anyway, his father has nothing to do except to play with his grandchildren every day.
"In addition, I also have to customize a batch of paper horses, with a minimum of ten, and the more, the better. All of them need a horse of this height, preferably a sweat-blooded BMW in the Western Regions. For reference, the picture of Mu Wang Ba Jun, the six horses of Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty.
Tianma Divine Horse, if you can ask your old man to take action, I will still be priced at five taels per horse,!"
Although the weight of Yingyang is somewhat different from one or two silver coins, because it is exquisitely cast and easy to 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 said in embarrassment:
"The Taoist priest is really making things difficult for the shop. My old man has been in charge for several years and has never taken action again."
Gao Jingfei smiled and looked at the other party and spit out a few words.
"Ten taels!"
The middle-aged man is still in a dilemma, but his face is already slightly loose. If there are ten taels, ten paper horses will be one hundred taels!
"Twenty taels!"
Gao Jingfei offered another price, but he was still hesitant when he saw the middle-aged man, and he couldn't help feeling bored.
So he smiled and threatened:
"Shopkeeper, it's not good to be too greedy. You should know that the city has not been peaceful recently. If there is a store with only two shorts, wouldn't it be too short for people and money?"
As he said that, he opened the Five Yin Bag and made a move towards the two paper horses. An invisible yin wind immediately rolled up the paper horse and disappeared, which shocked the middle-aged man 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 have! By the way, I also want a Western carriage. This one doesn't need to be specially asked for the old man to take action. It's sturdy and beautiful.
That’s right, I guess your store should be able to complete it?"
After saying that, the person has disappeared.
Only the middle-aged man was left with ten eagle and ten taels of silver holding like hot potatoes, sweating on his face, and he directly called the shop's shop and ran to the backyard with the silver.
The backyard of the Ma Family Paper Shop covers an extremely wide area. If it is placed in the wealthy family in the government office, it will be at least as large as a mansion of a seventh-rank or even a fifth-rank official.
However, because it is hidden in the backyard of the store, and the funeral street is very unlucky, ordinary people are unwilling to come here without any trouble, so the Ma family bought this store here and merged several yards.
It has changed to a scale that is already somewhat unruly, but no government has ever asked about it.
To put it bluntly, Dajinguo's national strength has declined more and more in recent years, and the constraints on the people have become more loose.
Mr. Ma was sitting in the rocking chair in the yard, basking in the sun. From time to time, he picked up a white jade teapot and put it beside his mouth and drank a small sip.
It's a very leisurely and rich man's style.
From an apprentice from a small farm family to this point today, it is now a success and a family of children and grandchildren. If Mr. Ma leaves, he will naturally have to live a good life, at least it seems like this.
When the third son ran in panic, the old man glanced slightly, his face was not revealed, and he was already feeling dissatisfied.
"You kid is almost forty, and you have grandchildren. Why are you still as irritable as a young boy? How can I give you my family business to you in the future?"
If it were in the past, the middle-aged man would have smiled and expressed his loyalty to the old man, but at this time he could no longer care about that and said in a panic:
"Dad, a little Taoist priest just came and bought the two horses you had tied..."