ghost craftsman

Chapter 242

When Su Xiaoman heard my question, she seemed to realize something. She tugged at the skirt of her clothes, and said in a low voice, "That man wants...to ask you to change a bed."

change bed?

Now, I don't understand. This is a coffin shop. If I want to change my bed, I have to go to those who sell furniture. Why do I come to the coffin shop?Isn't this looking for bad luck?
No, most people would go directly to the furniture store to change their bed, but since that person came to the coffin shop, he naturally had his reasons in it.

So, I hurriedly asked, "What kind of bed should I change? A dead person's or a living person's?"

She glanced up at me and said, "From what the man said, he seemed to be alive."

Change the bed of a living person?
This made me even more confused, so I asked her what was going on.

Just as she was about to speak, a figure appeared at the door. It was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a slightly fat body and a general belly. In this way, either a rich person or a chef, after all, only these two kinds of people can eat fat.

However, this middle-aged man doesn't look like a chef, nor does he look like a rich man. The reason is that his attire can be described as shabby. There are at least seven spots on the wool coat that can't see his true color. Eight patches, a pair of jeans that were originally dark blue were turned dark gray by him, and there were two palm-sized patches on the buttocks, and the belt was a red rope, which was covered with dirt.

What a strange person.

I muttered, and was about to drive him out when I heard Su Xiaoman say, "Senior brother, it's him."

"What happened to him?" I wondered.

She said, "He wants to change the bed."

I'm a little confused, I'm dressed like this, and I still have money to change the bed?
This person is not here to amuse me!

There is no way to do this. There are some lazy people in our town who like to go shopping when they have nothing to do. Their purpose is not to buy things, but to take the opportunity to steal something. However, those people dress decently, like this Dressed people are rare.

At that moment, I walked towards the man, and before I could speak, I heard the middle-aged man give me a strange look and said, "Are you the boss?"

I didn't speak, but I began to ponder the intention of this middle-aged man in my heart.

Seeing that I was silent, the middle-aged man asked again, "Are you the boss here?"

I sized him up a few times, and said casually, "Speak directly."

He smiled at me, showing a row of big yellow teeth, and said, "I want to change the bed!"

I was a little impatient, so I said, "Change the bed and go to the furniture store. Why are you here at the coffin shop?"

As if he knew what I would say, he came over and grabbed my arm. I frowned and was about to shake off his arm. His words made me dispel the idea immediately. He said: "I This bed, even if your master comes, you may not be able to change it."

I took another look at him and said in a low voice, "Uncle, Feng Da is not afraid of slipping his tongue."

He smiled and said: "Young man, don't you believe it, if you change my bed, it will be a golden mountain for you?"

I want to laugh, this man looks shabby in clothes, but speaks in a loud tone, he can't even provide for his own food and clothing, and even threatens to send me Jinshan, isn't this just getting on the plane with a trumpet on his back, and the cowhide blows to the sky.

At the moment, I didn't bother to talk to him, so I was about to send him away, but at this moment, Su Xiaoman came over, she pulled me, and said in a low voice, "Brother, this man has gold bars."

I don't believe it, but with this outfit, you can still get gold bars, it's not nonsense.

But, in the next second, I believed it, and I believed it thoroughly.

Because, the middle-aged man actually took out three gold bars and waved them in front of me, and said with a smile: "Young man, as long as you can change the bed in my house, you will get these three gold bars."

Wipe, really!
I cursed secretly, took the gold bar from his hand, bit it, it was true.

Now, I couldn't sit still anymore, first I returned the gold bar to him tremblingly, then I looked at him a few times, and then I heard the middle-aged man say: "Young man, are you wondering why I Will there be gold bars? Are you wondering why I, who have gold bars, wear such shabby clothes?"

I nodded subconsciously, but kept staring at him. My intuition told me that this middle-aged man might not be as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Young man, don't you invite me to sit on the second floor?"

I ignored him and said directly, "Get lost! People like you are not welcome in our store."

I say this because this middle-aged man is here to amuse us. Ma De, you say that if you have money, you have money. You have to pretend to be a poor man to pretend to be tough. What do you mean?

However, this society is like this, and there are all kinds of people.

If I guessed correctly, the middle-aged man should deliberately dress himself poorly, and then take out gold bars to make others envy him, so as to satisfy his vanity. This kind of pretense often appears in novels.

The middle-aged man seemed not expecting me to say that, looked at me incredulously, and stammered: "I...I heard it right, you...let me go?"

"Get out!" I dropped the words and walked straight to the second floor, ignoring him at all.

"Young man, wait a minute, just to change the bed, don't you want three gold bars?" The middle-aged man was a little anxious, and grabbed me.

I opened its arms, looked up at the sky, and said, "Do you think there will be pies in the sky?"

He subconsciously nodded.

I said again: "Then do you think I will believe in changing the bed and giving three gold bars?"

After finishing speaking, I opened his arm and said to Su Xiaoman, "Seeing off the guest, don't let him come in again."

"Young man, wait, what I said is true, as long as I can change my bed, I will definitely give you three gold bars, no, I will give you five!" The middle-aged man took out five gold bars while talking. The gold bars were placed on the coffin lid next to him, and he continued: "Little brother, I, Mr. Chen, keep my word. What I promised will definitely come true. If you don't believe me, we can sign a contract."

Hearing this, I stopped, turned my head slowly, stared at him for a while, and said softly, "Is there something wrong with the bed?"

When he heard it, his face was ecstatic, he nodded immediately, and said excitedly: "Little brother, have you ever heard of ghosts stealing food?"

Ghost stealing food?
Could it be that when he said changing the bed, he was actually referring to ghosts stealing food?
As soon as this thought flashed through me, I stared at him closely for a while, and believed his words a little in my heart. The reason was that this ghost grabbing food was related to the bed.

And the so-called ghost grabbing food literally means grabbing food from ghosts. If the reason is told, it is estimated that many people have experienced it.

(End of this chapter)