Holy Bone

Chapter 694 Funeral One-stop Service
The pig butcher looked around the coffins,
Did not immediately say which color to choose,
Instead, he turned his head and looked at Jin'an and the old Taoist priest who were still eating and drinking as usual: "Boss, can I come to the store to burn incense and paper money ingots?"

Jin An was taken aback, this request was a bit interesting.

"Do you want to talk about the one-stop service of embalming, keeping the spirit, performing rituals, carrying the coffin, funeral, and burial? Of course." Jin An became interested in this special request.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the pig butcher looked up again at the coffins above his head. His face, which was numb from pain, ignored Jin An again, giving the impression that he was withdrawn and rude.

And the two sitting in front of the Eight Immortals table continued to eat and drink by themselves, casually looking at the coffin.

The butcher just stared at it for a while, and finally made a decision: "Boss, I've made my choice, order me a yellow coffin."

The two people who had been eating and drinking as usual, heard that the other party only wanted the yellow coffin, and the chopsticks and wine glasses in their hands were all in the same meal. Both of them looked at the pig butcher in surprise.

Then the pig butcher came to the shelves again. There were a variety of commodities on those shelves, such as Ming coins with 1 taels of silver, Ming coins with 10 taels of silver, and Ming coins with 100 million taels of silver. Treasure is a ghost coin worth [-] million taels of silver.

In addition to Ming coins, there are about [-] copper coin papers for one catty, three hundred copper coin papers for three catties, and five hundred copper coin papers for five catties...

Small ingot paper, medium ingot paper, large ingot paper, gold foil ingot paper...

Small gold bar paper, medium gold bar paper, large gold bar paper, gold foil gold bar paper...

Gold foil is easy to understand, it is a ghost object with gold foil paper on the surface, which is genuine gold burned, and it is really unaffordable for ordinary families and well-off families.

Not only are these paper money divided into grades, but even the incense candles on the shelves are divided into grades, such as large, medium and small sizes, and there are smoke, thick smoke, light smoke, sandalwood, and honeysuckle fragrance. , sweet-scented osmanthus, etc. In addition, candles are also divided into characters, no characters, gold foil characters, lotus lamps, lotus lamps, seven-star lamps, etc...

Do you think the grades of joss sticks are as simple as that?
That would be very wrong.

These incense candles are much more complicated than paper money. In addition to the above mentioned, it also depends on whether these incense candles come from a century-old workshop or a large monastery. According to the vernacular, it is a one-to-one special service fee.

Isn’t there a saying in the folks——

People fight for one breath, Buddhas fight for one stick of incense.

Don't ask Jin'an how he knows this, when he was in Uncle Lin's coffin shop, he asked about it out of curiosity, and was educated by Uncle Lin.

However, the incense candles in this coffin shop are all from ordinary market workshops. There are no purchase channels from temples or century-old workshops.

There are also lanterns, Kongming lanterns, incense burners, lamp holders, shrines, insect repellent sachets, yellow talismans, simple Fengshui ornaments, paper maids, paper villas, paper sweat BMWs, paper eight-carrying sedan chairs, etc. on the shelves. Although not all are available, it is almost complete. If the sales are good, buy more and place them in a conspicuous position. If the sales are not good, they will be placed in the corner all the year round.

Fortunately, every product has a wooden sign indicating the price, so there is no need for Jin An, a layman who opened a coffin shop halfway, to remember it.

This is not only convenient for Jin'an, but also convenient for customers to buy directly. Compared with those who pick coffins and stop for a long time, the pig butcher picks these paper money incense candles very quickly: "Boss, I have chosen, fifteen catties of copper money paper, There are 500 gold-foiled ingots and a bundle of [-] million taels of Tiandi Yinzhuang banknotes."

Jin An: "You are a big spender. A middle-income family is not willing to spend so much. This amount of paper money is enough for several people, and it is enough for them to buy off all kinds of troublesome little ghosts on Huangquan Road."

"Why don't you pay half of the money and choose a better coffin? The living have a mansion, and the dead have a yin mansion. No matter the living or the dead, they all want to live comfortably and have a better shelter from the wind and rain. .”

The pig butcher replied numbly, "No money."

Uh.

This is really a simple and straightforward answer.

Jin An: "Can I ask out of curiosity, how many people do you burn so much paper money for?"

The pig butcher didn't answer directly this time, but said to himself: "Boss, you send these paper money to the sixth household in the fifth lane of Jiutan Street, Shengpingfang, south of the city, to a family named Tie Shuan, and burn them to Miss Song and Song respectively. Miss' personal maid."

"The yellow coffin was sent to the mass grave in the western outskirts of the city. In a rainwater puddle, I found a man wrapped in a straw mat. Just bury him in the mass grave. Thank you, boss."

Jin An was stunned: "Don't you need to burn joss sticks and paper money for the people in the mass grave?"

The pig butcher shook his head: "No, he doesn't deserve it. He's also used to being alone since he was a child, so he doesn't need to use these."

Hearing this, Jin An and the old Taoist were all surprised.

It turned out that the reason why the pig butcher chose the cheapest yellow coffin was to use the saved money to buy paper money for Miss Song and the maid, which made the two of them look at each other with admiration.

The pig butcher continued: "Under the No. 15 brick from right to left under the bed of Tie Shuan's house, all his savings are hidden. After buying incense, paper money and coffins, the remaining money is also given to the boss. He is considered a boss." hard work."

The pig butcher seemed to have finally confessed everything, and he had no worries about this world anymore. No matter how curious Jin An and the old Taoist asked, he would not say another word. Jin An saw that the other party did not want to talk anymore, So I wrote down a note, listed the other party's specific requirements and payment methods, and finally handed the pen to the other party for signature.

The pig butcher was illiterate, so Jin'an asked him to draw a circle, so that the contract was concluded.

Ding ding, ding ding, the sound of the chain being dragged heavily on the ground, the two of them watched the pig butcher leave, leaving traces of accumulated water wherever the pig butcher passed.

"Little brother, old Taoist, I saw in this benefactor that there is nothing more sorrow than death." The old Taoist priest who is most prone to sentimentality said with some sympathy.

Jin An nodded in thought.

After this incident, the two of them didn't bother to eat or drink any more. After dealing with the leftovers, they started to prepare paper money for incense sticks. They had to get up early to deliver the goods tomorrow.

In front of the shelf, Jin An looked at the [-] million taels of Ming coins, the treasure of the store, and couldn't help muttering: "Any coffin shop has [-] million taels of Ming coins. I don't know if there are any in the underworld." Inflation, does Tiandi Yinzhuang have a Mingbi interest rate increase policy or something?"

The old Taoist priest who was coming with a few packets of copper money paper happened to hear Jin An's muttering, and asked curiously, "What is inflation, little brother? Why do you want to raise interest rates after inflation?"

Uh.

Jin An prevaricated the old Taoist with a few nonsense words, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Old Taoist, you said that there are hundreds of incense and candle shops, Fushou shops, and Ming shops in just one Jiangzhou prefecture. Wouldn’t the money in the Underworld already be flooded with hundreds of millions of taels of silver bills and tens of trillions of taels of silver bills?”

It is rare for the old Taoist to be serious and serious: "These banknotes burned to the underworld cannot be written by just anyone. They must be stamped with the seal of Lord Yama to be recognized. This consumes one's Yin virtues and blessings. "

"The second-rate hard currency in the underworld is gold foil gold bars and gold foil gold ingots. Little brother, don't look at me like that. No one will steal tributes or burn sacrifices to the dead. Such immoral things Losing one’s lifespan and detrimental virtues is to support the dead with one’s own yangshou and yin virtues, which can range from misfortune to life’s poverty and poverty, to serious disasters of blood.”

"The third-rate coins in the underworld are those copper money papers, ordinary ingot papers, and gold bar papers. This is why there are always instances where descendants just burn money to their ancestors, and the ancestors dream that the money is not enough to spend. .”

"But the most valuable ones are written on Tiandi Yinzhuang, stamped with the seal of Lord Yan, and approved by the underworld."

"As for how to obtain yin virtue, it is natural to do more good deeds, do good for yourself and accumulate virtue for others. There is a book of life and death in the hands of the yin god judge, which is used to record people's life, blessings, and deeds in their lives. .”

After listening to the old Taoist priest's detailed explanation, Jin'an frowned: "I remember when you were practicing at Tian's house, old Taoist priest, you took out the seal of Lord Yama and wrote Ming coins on the spot?"

Jin An rubbed his chin, and couldn't help but wonder if the yin virtue of Yintiandi Yinzhuang Mingbi was the same as the yin virtue he understood?With his current net worth of over one hundred thousand yin virtues, how many underworld coins can he print?

Knowing that Jin'an is more like an old Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest looked at Jin'an like a chicken thief: "What do you want to do, little brother?"

"Each Yan Wangye seal has a name and surname, even if others take it, they won't be able to use it."

Ok.

Jin'an knew that there would be no such big flaws in this world. If a few people with bad intentions snatched a seal of the Lord of the Underworld, and then raised a group of benevolent people of the third and fourth generations, it would be easy to speculate, and the world's banknotes would be overissued.

The two of them hadn't slept for a day and a night, and there were only two and a half hours before dawn in the second half of the night. Jin An asked the old Taoist to go back to sleep and rest, and let him clean up the sundries and close the door.

……

The next day.

The weather is sunny, but a bit windy today.

After Jin An explained a few words to those craftsmen, he took the sheep cart and the yellow coffin covered with cloth, and headed for Shengpingfang in the south of the city with the old Taoist priest.

According to the address, the two could easily find the receiving place, but looking at the scene in front of them, the two frowned. This was a house that had caught fire and collapsed.

At this time, a neighbor lady happened to go out with a bamboo basket. There were some shoe soles in the bamboo basket. It seemed that she was going to the market to sell the soles to earn some living expenses. He asked about the information very easily, and walked back to Jin An with a heavy face.

"Little brother, I got it right. The family that caught fire is Tie Shuan's family. Tie Shuan is thirty-one this year. He is a bachelor who lives alone. He makes a living by butchering pigs and selling pork."

"Hey, he is also a miserable person. His parents died early. When he was a teenager, he died in a fire while cooking dinner. In the end, only he and a few pigs and poultry were rescued by neighbors. And just before A few days later, another fire broke out in his house. This time he failed to escape, and was burned to death in the house together with him, the daughter of a wealthy local businessman who was kidnapped by the kidnappers, and his maid. I have been single for a long time, because I was greedy for the beauty of the daughter of the Song family, I planned to kidnap and rape, and because I was drunk, I accidentally knocked over a candle, lit a fire and burned three people to death. Three lives in one case, the evidence is conclusive."

"Because it involves a local wealthy businessman, this case has a great impact in the south of the city. Recently, there have been a lot of rumors in the city. People say that Tieshuan is the lone star of the gods. He killed his parents when he was a child. Fortunately, he was not burned to death by the fire. He escaped a catastrophe, and now he deserves to be taken away by Lord Yan. Many people say that he deserved it. He has done too many bad things that even Lord Yan can't stand it. He also innocently dragged Miss Song and that maid... "

The old Taoist looked at Jin An, who was frowning, and said in a heavy tone: "But according to the neighbor's aunt, although Tie Shuan is usually silent and doesn't like to talk, he has always taken care of his neighbors and never bullied them. The kind of ruthless murderer who can kidnap people and kill people."

(End of this chapter)