Tieshan and I sat in the store for more than half an hour, our mouths were parched from waiting.
Waiting until 10:30 in the morning, the store owner finally walked out of the back room in a grumpy voice.
Tieshan asked: "How is it? Is there any way?"
The store owner with a slicked back hair replied with a face, "I got some clues, but I don't know if the other party will help you make the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella."
As he said that, the shop owner walked to the counter, picked up a pen and paper, wrote us an address, and explained: "Chengyun Paper Factory, the owner's surname is Guo, he is seventy-three years old, and he used to be a paper maker."
"But he has "retired" a long time ago, and all matters in the factory have been handed over to his son."
"Although he is still the nominal director of the factory, he does nothing in private."
"Grow flowers every day, play with the birds, and enjoy the good old days."
The store owner handed the address to Tieshan, rubbed his hands and said enthusiastically: "Brother, have I earned one hundred thousand yuan?"
Tieshan looked at the address and said, "When we go to Chengyun Paper Factory and confirm the identity of the boss, the money will be yours."
"This..." The store owner hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to get the 100,000 yuan as soon as possible, and was even more worried that Tieshan would fool him by talking nonsense. So he volunteered and said, "Well, I'll accompany you personally.
You two should go over there. I have met the old factory director a few times and we have some friendship, so it will be more convenient for me to take you there."
"That's fine." Tieshan agreed without criticizing: "Help people to the end and send the Buddha to the west. If I can put in a few nice words for us in front of the old factory director, we can facilitate the establishment of the Wanhun Umbrella."
Zha Zhi, I will give you the total of two hundred thousand immediately."
The shop owner said no more and immediately closed the shop and took us on a walk.
It was about forty miles from the suburban old street to Chengyunzha Paper Factory. Tieshan drove very quickly and we arrived before eleven o'clock.
"Follow me." The store owner held his cell phone and said, "The old factory manager is waiting for us in the office on the third floor. It's for my sake that he is willing to see you. If you change it to an ordinary person, hehe...
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Tieshan took out a black leather bag from the car, opened it and said, "Brother, I have all the money with me. If everything goes well, I will give it to you on the way back."
"Yo." The store owner glanced over his head and immediately said with joy, "It's easy to say, easy to say."
"Then what are you waiting for? Just lead the way." Tieshan shook his wallet and said with a smile.
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The old factory director’s surname was Guo and his first name was Fenglai.
When we met him in the office, he was feeding the birds.
A lean old man with a hunchback wearing a black sweater.
The shop owner hurriedly went up to smoke and say hello, and exchanged pleasantries for a while.
The old man kept talking to each other, completely ignoring the two "guests" Tieshan and me.
It wasn't until he finished teasing the bird and finished smoking that he slowly turned around and sat on the sofa.
"Old senior." Tieshan bent down and handed over a cigarette, saying respectfully: "Sorry to bother you."
"Well, sit down." The old man took the cigarette and looked at us a few times, then said, "Do you want the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella?"
"Yes." I sat up straight and replied: "You must know the cause and effect of the matter. We need the Wanhun Umbrella to save a friend."
"As long as you, senior, are willing to help, the price is easy to negotiate."
In order to get an extra 100,000 yuan as a "reward", the store owner took advantage of the situation and said, "Uncle Feng Lai, these two friends of mine are really desperate."
"You also know that those people on the street have no paper-making skills at all."
"Besides, even if you have skills, you have just learned a little bit."
"Don't ask them to build the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella. Most people, like me, have never heard of this thing."
The shop owner pretended to be sad and said: "As the saying goes, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you always help, it can be regarded as accruing good deeds and sowing good fruits for yourself."
The old man stood up and poured a glass of water for each of the three of us. He shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't help, it's just that I'm powerless."
"The Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella is different from ordinary paper tools. It needs to be completed within 7,749 days."
"Every time a shroud is made, the papermaker must recite the rebirth mantra devoutly."
"You also have to bathe and wear clean clothes every day, and avoid eating meat, fish, and alcohol."
