My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 99 Buying a House
This, is this tired of eating buns?

Meat buns are the best food in the world, and of course, hot pot is not bad either.

But, can't you get tired of it?

Gan Sisi was dripping with sweat and flustered.

To be honest, apart from making meat buns, she really doesn't know how to cook other meals.

If you admit it, you can't be disgusted to death?
Which man doesn't like a good girl who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen?
"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to cook, I have a beauty elixir here, and I'll give it to you." What Yang Jiu took out from the Nine Snakes Guidong was the pill of god-level cooking skills.

Gan Sisi's temper is pretty good now, so she doesn't need to be knowledgeable, gentle and virtuous for the time being.

Beauty and beauty?

Brother Jiu thinks I'm ugly?
Gan Sisi took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp, thinking that she would have to buy more rouge powder later.

Women are the ones who please themselves.

When approaching the street where Dongchang is located, Yang Jiu saw a tea house up for sale.

The owner of the teahouse was sitting at the door, smoking a dry cigarette, with a sad expression on his face.

The sign on the side reads:

Due to changes in the home, money is urgently needed, urgent sale, if you are the one.

Yang Jiu walked over and asked with a smile, "Boss, do you want to sell this teahouse?"

"Sir, do you want to buy it? Come, come, I will show you in." The boss, who is over sixty years old, stood up and was very enthusiastic.

Many people have already come to inquire about the price, but when he said the bottom price in his heart, those people shook their heads and turned to leave.

But he couldn't possibly sell it for less.

This teahouse was renovated and repaired a few years ago, and a lot of money was invested, why couldn't those buyers see it?
Walking around with the boss, Yang Jiu was very satisfied.

The whole teahouse has three floors, the first floor is a hodgepodge, the second floor is an elegant room, and the third floor is where the owner's family lives.

"How are you, son?" the boss asked expectantly.

If the tea house can't be sold anymore, the price can only be lowered further.

Those buyers can wait, he can't afford to wait.

Yang Jiu nodded and asked with a smile, "Boss, how much do you plan to sell?"

"500 taels silver." The boss clasped his hands together, extremely disturbed.

Gan Sisi yelled: "500 taels? Why don't you grab it?"

"Girl, you can't say that. It costs a lot of money to build this tea house. The land deeds and deeds are complete, and the location is very good. If the family really needs money urgently, I, the old man, would not be willing to sell it." The same words , the boss told many people.

After those people heard this, they said that they could only give 100 taels of silver at most, and asked him to think about it.

It's a fart, it's clearly taking advantage of the fire.

This tea house occupies a large area and has a huge backyard. The land money alone is far more than 100 taels of silver.

Yang Jiu thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay, I bought this tea house, how about 100 taels of gold?"

"One, 100 taels gold?" The boss was dumbfounded, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Turning around, Yang Jiu found a hundred taels of gold out of nowhere, put it on the table, and said, "The gold is here, when will we sign the contract?"

"It's done now, it's done now..." Of course the boss didn't want to procrastinate, for fear that Yang Jiu would regret it later.

100 taels of gold can be exchanged for 1000 taels of silver.

This young man is generous in his actions.

The boss had already prepared the required contract, and the two signed it.

Gold goes to the boss.

The tea house is Guiyang Jiu.

The boss who took the gold left happily.

Yang Jiu didn't expect that he would buy a house in Chang'an City.

I was so tired in my previous life that I couldn't afford three bedrooms and one living room.

"Ninth brother, you can't spend money like this." Gan Sisi pouted.

They ask for 500 taels of silver. If Yangjiu really likes this teahouse, then just give them 500 taels of silver. Why do you want to double it?
Yang Jiu said: "I think his family is really in trouble, 500 taels may not be enough."

Needing so much money is probably because the son committed a crime and needs to bribe many parties.

For this kind of thing, the vain money is like running water, no matter how much it is, it is not enough.

Even though it cost Gan Sisi an extra 500 taels of silver, Gan Sisi's heart aches, as long as she thinks that Yang Jiu will give up being a corpse stitcher and open a teahouse here, her mood will become super good again.

The risk index of opening a teahouse is far lower than that of sewing corpses.

Yang Jiu bought carpenter's tools and a lot of weird things, and stayed in the teahouse all day long, not knowing what to do.

In the evening, Dongchang did not distribute the body to Yang Jiu.

Ordinary corpses are generally not distributed to Tianzi corpse stitchers, unless there are too many corpses and the corpse stitchers are too busy.

Yang Jiu came to Yan Luo Hall and chose room No. 15 with yellow characters.

Yang Jiu decided to take care of all the corpse beauties from room number 15 upwards, and not let any one go.

Inside the cold jade coffin lay a scholar, judging by his age, he was only in his early twenties.

He was handsome, and died peacefully.

His hands were firmly grasping a short knife stuck in his stomach, looking at that posture, he seemed to commit suicide.

Anyone who commits suicide must have deep resentment in his heart.

Yangjiu lit the candles, and the candles burned normally.

Opening the lid of the coffin, there was no terrifying evil spirit.

The scholar held tightly with both hands, Yang Jiu tried, if she tried to pull out the dagger, she would probably break the scholar's arms.

With a little more strength, he suddenly saw the scholar's eyes and suddenly opened them.

There is a pool of stagnant water in the cloudy eyes.

Yang Jiu smiled slightly, and said, "If you let go, if you don't sew up the wound, how will you be buried in the ground?"

The scholar stared at Yang Jiu, not letting go.

"I know that the people who will enter the Hall of Yama after death will not die with peace. Let go first, wait for me to sew up your wounds, and then we can have a good talk." Yang Jiu persuaded him earnestly.

But no matter what he said, the scholar would not let go.

There is no way, when encountering this kind of stubble, you can only face it head-on.

Even if you break your arm, just sew it back on.

Thinking of grabbing the scholar's hands and pulling them hard, how could the scholar be able to resist the internal force of 80 years, so he heard a click, and forcibly tore off the scholar's two arms.

Persuasion is not enough, and Yang Jiu doesn't want to waste time, so he has to make a quick decision.

After burning the incense, Yang Jiu first sewed up the wound on the scholar's stomach, and then sewed up the two arms.

The student's eyes were still wide open, he reached out his hand to wipe them, and the eyes closed, but they opened again soon.

At this time, the "Book of Life and Death" appeared and began to record the life of the scholar.

The scholar's name is Wu Shunfu. He was born in a land of fish and rice. He was smart and eager to learn since he was a child.

Parents put everything in their hands, only hoping that the family will be crowned champion.

Wu Shunfu is also very competitive, from a scholar to Xie Yuan, and then to the journey to Chang'an to catch the exam.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived in Chang'an, the money bag was stolen.

Apart from being good at reading, Wu Shunfu has zero ability to live alone.

Perhaps it was God's pity that he met a girl when he was most desperate.

That girl is a lady of every family and has a lot of pocket money on hand, all of which are used to support Wu Shunfu.

After coming and going, the two fell in love with each other.

Wu Shunfu knew that he was not good enough for that girl, so he secretly made up his mind that he must be admitted to the first prize, ask the emperor to give him a marriage, and marry his sweetheart in a splendid manner.

That girl doesn't care about these things, even if Wu Shunfu fails the ranking, she is still willing to marry.

It's my own father's side, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the test, there is no other choice, maybe there is only one way for them to elope.

But the accident happened so fast that they didn't even have the chance to elope.

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