My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 106

It's a rice bucket.

Looking at the writhing fat buttocks, one could tell it was Fan Tong.

That's great, you don't have to dig a hole yourself.

Yang Jiu dragged the two corpses over, and yelled "Food Bucket" from afar.

Fan Tong almost peed in shock when he heard the sound. In this mass grave, what he fears most is hearing human voices.

The human voice may also be ghostly speaking.

"Look at your ancestor, why don't you hurry up and help?" Yang Jiu scolded.

Jiuye?

Fan Tongxin was puzzled, why did Lord Jiu come to the mass grave in the middle of the night?
Could it be that he came to stop him from stealing the corpse?

Holding a torch and walking over to have a look, the forehead is good, what a perfect two female corpses.

Fan Tong's eyes lit up, and he said with a chuckle, "Master Jiu, you are still the best. Female corpses of this quality are hard to find in mass graves."

Yang Jiu stared and said, "Didn't you say that we can earn the money for Yin marriage together?"

"Master Jiu, it's like this. This family needs real corpses, not paper figures." Fan Tong was worried that Yang Jiu would not let him go to the mass grave to dig up the corpses, so he could only sneak in and do it alone. Yang Jiu grabs the bag.

Yang Jiu said: "Go dig a big pit and bury these two corpses."

"Jiuye, don't, this female corpse..." Fan Tong wanted to say that these two female corpses would surely fetch a good price.

Yang Jiu just looked at Fan Tong quietly and didn't speak.

Fan Tong had no choice but to choose a place with loose soil and dig hard.

It was tiring to dig a pit that could bury two bodies.

After a while, Fan Tong was out of breath from exhaustion, and looked at Yang Jiu pitifully.

Naturally, Yang Jiu wouldn't help, but thought of the Dali Pill he just got, which was considered lucky for Fan Tong, so he rewarded him with one.

From now on, Fan Tong will become a strong man and be able to help Yang Jiu with more work.

"Master Jiu, what kind of medicine is this?" Fan Tong took the pill, quite nervous.

It can't be poison, can it?

Impossible, why did Master Jiu poison me to death?
Yang Jiu said with a smile: "I think you are a bit weak, you can be so tired even digging a hole, I will nourish your kidneys and strengthen your yang."

"Aphrodisiac?" Fan Tong's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to swallow.

The pill melted, and a hot current hit the whole body.

Fan Tong's eyes flickered with brilliance, he clenched his fists and waved twice, shouting: "Jiu Ye, I'm worth it."

Grab the shovel and dig a hole.

In an instant, a huge deep pit was dug.

Not to mention burying two corpses, even burying ten corpses is enough.

Yang Jiu threw the bodies of Fifth Senior Sister and Sixth Senior Sister into the pit, and said with a smile, "Actually, you don't need to dig so big."

"Master Jiu, I have endless strength." Fan Tong quickly filled the hole with a shovel.

This Dali Pill is really a good thing.

Fan Tong was extremely fast and quickly filled the deep hole.

Yang Jiu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Come find me at the mortuary shop tomorrow, and I'll find you a job."

Following Master Jiu, there will definitely be meat to eat, Fan Tongmei nodded happily.

Going back to the mortuary shop and sleeping until dawn, when he walked out of the mortuary shop, Fan Tong stood guard at the door.

Besides Fan Tong, Chu Liuchun was also there.

Chu Liuchun traveled all over the world, robbed the rich and helped the poor, and just returned to Chang'an City, he came to see Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu took the meat buns sent by Gan Sisi, and brought the two of them to the newly bought tea house.

There is too much work to do, and if you don't find a few helpers, you have to work until the year of the monkey?

"Jiu Ye, what are you going to do?" Fan Tong worked very hard, after all, he has inexhaustible strength now.

Chu Liuchun was also curious, and turned to look at Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Open a hotpot restaurant."

"What the hell?"

"What kind of pot is hot pot?"

The reactions of Fan Tong and Chu Liuchun couldn't be more normal.

Who made the Great Wei Empire have no hot pot?
This store, Yang Jiu, was opened for Aunt Mei.

Small noodle stalls on the street can make a living, but they can't make much money.

When the renovation of the hotpot restaurant is completed, Aunt Mei will come over and become the boss. Within a year, she will become a rich woman.

Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan are very obsessed with hot pot, and ask Yang Jiu to cook it for them every now and then.

Once the hot pot restaurant opens, the business will definitely not be much worse.

Occasionally, Gan Sisi can be asked to sing a song, and the business will be even more prosperous.

He was busy until the evening, and even Fan Tong, who had taken the Dali pill, was too tired to straighten his waist.

Yang Jiu called Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan over, planning to have a hot pot meal in the teahouse.

The hot pot is made by Gan Sisi, after taking the pill of god-level cooking skills, no matter what Gan Sisi cooks, the taste is amazing.

The five of them sat around together, and the meal was indescribably enjoyable.

Back at the corpse shop, Yang Jiu stretched out on the cold couch, when she heard an officer shouting outside.

"The No. 75 Sewing Shop is vacant, and the No. 75 Sewing Shop is vacant."

Tonight, Dongchang still didn't distribute corpses to Yang Jiu. Yang Jiu planned to lie down for a while before going to the Hall of Yama.

But the sewer at No. 75 suddenly disappeared, so he quickly put on his shoes and rushed to the No. 75 sewer.

Every time a corpse sewer dies, the hearts of the rest of the sewers will be as cold as ice.

The door of No. 75 mortuary shop was open, and several Dongchang servants were wandering around the door, but no one dared to enter.

In addition, there were quite a few corpse-sewers who came to join in the fun, among them was Guo Qiniang.

The sewer of No. 75 is called Dang Tianwei. He is only eighteen years old. He is blind in one eye and lame in one leg.

With such an appearance, he is most suitable for being a corpse stitcher.

At this moment, Dang Tianwei was standing in front of the corpse-sewing table, bent over, motionless.

The female corpse on the sewing table raised her right hand.

That slender hand was inserted from Dang Tianwei's chest, and protruded from the back, with the palm facing up, holding a still beating heart.

That must be the heart of the party.

So brutal.

Seeing this scene, the corpse stitcher turned pale with fright.

Yang Jiu glanced at it, frowned and asked, "Why are the dead bodies sent here?"

"Master Yang, this female corpse is definitely fine." An officer replied.

Yang Jiu just asked, not that the corpse was fine, but that the person in charge of examining the corpse failed to see that there was something wrong with the corpse.

It can't be blamed on the people who inspected the corpses, after all, some corpses look normal.

"Lord Yang, the incense has been burned and the body is still unsewn, what should I do?" Another guard looked anxious.

One incense stick, one corpse.

Even though Dang Tianwei had burned more than half of the incense, he still had time to sew up the female corpse.

Seeing that Yang Jiu was about to enter No. 75 corpse sewing shop, Guo Qiniang said with concern, "Master Jiu, be careful."

Yang Jiu nodded, and closed the door after entering.

He took the heart from the palm of the female corpse, gently placed it to the side, then grabbed the girl's arm, and pulled her arm away from Dang Tianwei's body.

The female corpse was stabbed twice:

A knife ran from the left shoulder to the waist, and the left chest was also split in half.

Another knife sliced ​​across the stomach.

Time was running out, and Yang Jiu had no time to think about it, so he grabbed the needle hanging from the waist of the female corpse, and then sewed up the belly of the female corpse.

Dang Tianwei only had three stitches before he was sent to the west with a fist by the female corpse.

Just as Yang Jiu finished the third stitch, she saw the female corpse suddenly turn over and sit up, and punched Yang Jiu hard in the heart with her right fist.

Yang Jiu didn't bother to pay attention to it, and concentrated on sewing the corpse.

This punch hit Yang Jiu's heart, but it was like hitting an iron plate.

The female corpse kept punching, but Yang Jiu couldn't do anything about it.

After sewing up the belly, Yang Jiu tore off the clothes on the female corpse's upper body.

The two peaks are very petite and white as steamed buns.

Yang Jiu quickly sewed up the corpse with a needle, her heart still like water.

There are too many female corpses sewn together, and I am no longer surprised by these.

The female corpse waved her hands, as if trying to protect her chest.

Yang Jiu leaned forward, her face almost touching the body of the female corpse, moving the needle extremely quickly.

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Thanks to Wang Chengdong for his monthly ticket support.

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(End of this chapter)