"Didn't you just mention the benefits?"

Yan Shan was somewhat puzzled.

“That’s a points reward for the membership card, not a special benefit.” I shook my head and said, “The special benefit I’m talking about is something that everyone who buys a package can get.”

"Tell me about it." Yan Shan's interest was piqued.

I laughed and said, "Uncle, if you pass away and are simply buried in the ground normally, how many people do you think will still remember you after the funeral?"

"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting?" Yan Shan glared at me.

"Give me an example, give me an example!" I said quickly.

Speaking of this, I'm reminded of what Yan Yin told me in my previous life: Yan Shan died because of poor health...

It seems I should find some time to take him for a medical check-up.

As I thought about it, Yan Shan's eyes dimmed as he said, "If that day really comes, maybe only Yan Yin and Yan Hai will still remember me."

“That’s the truth.” I nodded and said, “Aside from family members, no one really cares about the life or death of others. Even if they were friends when they were alive, after they die, people might say a few words of regret, and then gradually forget about them.”

"But with my special service, I guarantee that whoever knows him a hundred years from now will have a seed planted in their heart."

"What do you mean?" Yan Shan looked at me, not quite understanding.

"It's very simple. For example, a hundred years from now, I'll be dressed in all black, wearing sunglasses, holding a black umbrella, looking at your portrait from a distance before your burial, and then guarding your grave for a day after the burial. Everyone who passes by will hear me say to you: 'Thank you for your hard work.' Won't they all guess who I am?"

"What do I have to do with you?"

"Did you have some secrets that no one knows about before you died?"

Hearing this, Yan Shan's eyes widened. I continued, "The cheapest package includes a mysterious figure like myself."

"And above that, there are three people, five people, or even a group of people!"

"Do you think it's appealing?"

“Especially young people these days like to do these things, while the older generation doesn’t have that many tricks up their sleeves. If such a scene really happened, they would definitely find it hard to forget for a long time.”

Yan Shan seemed to understand something, "You're actually right about that."

"When the old man from the next street passed away a while ago, some people from higher up came to visit him and stayed for half a day. Now everyone is still guessing whether that old man was some kind of important person."

"Right?" I said with a smile, "But he's really awesome, this is just a perk for me."

"However, the benefits can also become a reality!"

"You've got some really strange ideas, kid," Yan Shan exclaimed. "You young people are really sharp-minded, unlike us, who spend our whole lives tending to this little plot of land and don't have many other ideas."

“Times are progressing,” I said, standing up. “If this can really be implemented, our coffin shop will become more and more well-known, and you’ll be very busy then.”

Yan Shan laughed and said, "That's secondary."

"I would actually prefer to find a few apprentices."

"Why don't you reconsider? Why don't you learn properly from me?"

"Just give up." I shook my head and said, "I'm not cut out for this."

"I really don't want my skills to be lost if I'm not around one day," Yan Shan sighed.

Hearing this, I felt a bit conflicted.

In his previous life, Yan Shan died of illness, and not long after Yan Yin took over this place, Yan Yin also passed away, so his skills were essentially lost.

Once this craft is lost, it is extremely difficult to resume.

Thinking about this, I sighed.

Fortunately, we now have a chance to start over.

"Don't worry," I said with a smile, "I'll find you a few apprentices no matter what!"

"You should do your own thing first," Yan Shan said irritably.

"I'm giving you one chance. If you can't do it, then get out of here."

"Fine, fine!" I said helplessly, "I'll go out for a bit."

"What are you doing?"

"Inspecting the market environment!" I said, walking out of the coffin shop.

However, I had just stepped out of the coffin shop.

I was stunned.

I saw someone.

The familiar face, with a touch of youthful innocence, her long hair now short, and her simple casual clothes give her an even more youthful feel.

However, at this moment, her face seemed to carry a trace of sadness, her lips were a little pale, and she looked somewhat tired.

This person was none other than Song Qingrong.

I've thought about many ways to meet her. I even considered going to the nearby university town to see if I could run into her like I did with Yan Yin.