Not long after, Shen Moyang, who had finished his work at the coffin shop, drove over.
Upon seeing him, Jiang Huai'an complained to him with a frustrated expression: "I knew before that selling cemetery plots under the overpass wouldn't work, but you insisted on arguing. Now look what happened, not only can we not get any flyers out, but I've also gotten a lot of scolding."
Shen Moyang didn't think there was anything wrong with his decision. He calmly said, "You can't sell them because you're doing it the wrong way."
Jiang Huai'an sneered: "Then you try. I don't believe you can sell them."
Shen Moyang smiled and said, "Okay, let's make a bet. The loser will treat everyone to a big lunch."
Jiang Huai'an readily agreed: "Okay."
He thought to himself that Shen Moyang would definitely be the loser.
After the bet was made, Shen Moyang did nothing and suddenly drove away. Jiang Huai'an's lips twitched: "That damn third brother, why did he run away? Is he a sore loser?"
Chu Yu, who was selling grilled sausages nearby, thought for a moment and explained, "Maybe he went to find customers."
Jiang Huai'an complained angrily, "Didn't we agree to sell here? He went outside to solicit customers, isn't that against the rules? That cunning guy!"
Just as he was fuming, a luxury car drove up from the opposite direction. After the car stopped, Shen Moyang, dressed in a bespoke suit, with an elegant demeanor and the air of a successful man, got out of the car.
He strode over to the sausage stall and ordered Chu Yu, "Give me two sausages."
Seeing him suddenly come over to buy sausages, Chu Yu had no idea what he was up to, but calmly took two sausages and gave them to him.
Shen Moyang took the sausage, handed her a thousand yuan, and generously said, "Keep the change, the extra is your tip."
His generosity attracted everyone's attention.
He was carrying the sausages and turned to leave when a man suddenly walked over and exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you Shen Moyang? I heard your coffin shop business is not doing well and is about to go bankrupt. How come you're driving a luxury car and wearing a bespoke suit now? Have you become rich?"
Shen Moyang picked up a grilled sausage, took a bite, and replied unhurriedly, "Yes, ever since my family moved our ancestral graves, our luck has suddenly improved. The coffin shop business is booming, everything we do goes smoothly, and we've made a lot of money in just six months, which is why we've ascended to immortality."
The man was incredibly envious and asked curiously, "Where did your family's ancestral graves move to?"
Shen Moyang replied smugly, "We moved the ancestral graves to a newly developed cemetery in XX Mountain in the western suburbs. Let me tell you a secret, I specifically asked a master to calculate the feng shui there beforehand. After much consideration, I decided to move the ancestral graves there. The master said that the feng shui there is good for future generations. I didn't believe it before, but it turned out to be true."
To be honest, I even bought a few extra burial plots there, planning to bury my elderly relatives there after they pass away, hoping it will bring good fortune to the whole family. Oh dear, this is bad news! Why am I telling you this? This is a secret! I can't tell you anymore, bye-bye.
After Shen Moyang finished speaking, he left in a hurry.
Looking in the direction the car had left, the man snapped out of his daze and turned to look at the cemetery stall behind Jiang Huai'an, which had several large characters written on it: "New Cemetery on XX Mountain in the Western Suburbs."
His eyes lit up: "Hey, isn't this the place where Shen Moyang's family moved their ancestral graves?"
He rushed over and excitedly asked Jiang Huai'an, "Are these burial plots for sale in advance? I want to buy one."
Jiang Huai'an was startled and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, if you want to buy, come and fill out a form."
The person quickly went to fill out the form.
Those around them couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"Sigh, was what that guy just said true? That moving ancestral graves will bring smooth sailing and sudden wealth?"
"I know that man. He's Mr. Shen, who runs a coffin shop on 78th Street. His business has been really good lately, and he's made a lot of money. He bought a villa in the suburbs worth tens of millions. He's very wealthy!"
"I know him too. He started from scratch and made a lot of money on his own. It seems that moving the ancestral graves really works!"
"My business has recently failed, and I've been having a lot of bad luck. Maybe moving my ancestral grave will bring me some good fortune."
"This is a good idea."
In an instant, everyone crowded around, vying to tell Jiang Huai'an, "Quickly give us the forms, we want to buy them too."
Jiang Huai'an quickly distributed the forms to them, and before long, the pre-sale cemetery plots were snapped up. Those who didn't manage to buy one left their contact information and waited for the next batch of pre-sales.
Jiang Huai'an and Chu Yu both looked surprised.
Holy crap! They sold out so quickly?!
It's like a dream, unbelievable.
After selling out of the cemetery plots, Chu Yu sold out the remaining sausages and then packed up his stall.
At this moment, Shen Moyang drove over to pick them up.
Shen Moyang smiled and said to Jiang Huai'an, "See? It's sold out. As long as you're willing to use your brain, you can overcome any difficulty."
Jiang Huai'an admired him immensely: "You really are a businessman, you have so many tricks up your sleeve. You could be the top salesperson at a funeral company."
Shen Moyang raised his eyebrows proudly: "I'm the top salesperson. Otherwise, why do you think my coffin shop does so well?"
Chu Yu cast an admiring glance at him. He was a business prodigy who had made money no matter what business he did since he was a child.
Jiang Huai'an, realizing something, complained, "You were just saying that moving ancestral graves would bring prosperity to future generations, enticing customers to buy burial plots. Isn't that deceiving people?"
Shen Moyang said seriously, "I'm not lying. The mountain where the cemetery was developed was originally a feng shui treasure land. It was just that the ancients used it as a mass burial ground, which made it full of ghostly energy. Now that the widow village has disappeared, the ghostly energy has also dissipated, and that mountain has become a feng shui treasure land again. Burying the deceased elderly there can indeed bring prosperity to future generations."
Jiang Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's true. Then why didn't you just tell those customers that the cemetery is a feng shui treasure and let them buy it?"
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