Chikeng Village.
There is a cement road leading into the village. The road is not wide, but it is not difficult to walk on.
In this day and age, construction and development are progressing well everywhere, and even the villages are not too poor.
However, just as the taxi driver said, there are really not many young people in Chikeng Village.
There are more elderly people on the street, chatting and walking, and occasionally there are children playing and fighting, but not many.
The whole village was filled with a dusky atmosphere and was very quiet.
The taxi entered the village and went directly to the center of the village.
There is a big tree here, which looks very old, and the rustling sound when the wind blows through it is very obvious.
It is also the most lively place that can be seen in the village.
Many elderly people were sitting on stone and wooden chairs in the shade of the trees, chatting.
When the car stopped, Lin Fan got out and walked straight to the elderly people who were chatting and asked about the location of Old Li's funeral shop.
Chikeng Village is not small, but there are not many people left. They are all related to each other and know each other well.
It didn't take much effort to find a clear location.
And it wasn’t far, only about a hundred meters, so Lin Fan walked over directly.
After walking for a while, I finally saw a store that was not adjacent to other stores.
After all, funeral shops are unlucky, so generally speaking they will avoid other businesses.
To avoid other people’s bad business, people always blame it on the bad luck of the funeral shop.
There was no sign hanging above, only a board standing by the door with a few large, crooked characters written on it.
Old Li’s funeral shop.
The overall store is not big, and a quick glance shows that you can find basically all kinds of Yuanbao candles.
Inside the store, in front of a low table.
A short old man in his sixties was looking after the store, and next to him was a child concentrating on doing homework.
Old Li was on the phone.
"Dad, if you have nothing to do, come and live with me in town. We don't have many relatives in the village."
Old Li scolded him angrily: "You kid, I'm leaving, what will happen to my business here?"
"Just give up that little business. How much money can you make?"
On the other end of the phone, the young man's voice was filled with pride. "To be honest, I was recently promoted to lobby manager, making 7,000 yuan a month."
"Wow, how many paper figurines do I have to make to earn this much money?"
When Old Li heard this, a hint of joy appeared on his face.
It’s not that he wanted to leave the village, he was just proud of his son.
However, the business of funeral shops is getting worse and worse.
The truth is, there are only a few elderly people left in the village. What consumption capacity do they have?
Many stores are just opened for sentimental reasons.
His funeral shop only makes three to five hundred yuan a month at most.
It’s not even enough to give red envelopes to younger generations during the Chinese New Year.
I heard that the neighbor next door works as a security guard in the city and earns 2,000 yuan a month.
There was nothing wrong with letting him live with his son, but he felt that he was not really old and unable to move.
I always feel bad if I don’t find something to do and make some money.
Old Li shook his head. "Let's talk about it later. Things are pretty good now. My grandson can still come over to spend time with me on weekends, and I can still teach him to read... If it were you and your wife, would you have time to help your child study?"
He scolded her softly and then hung up the phone.
Coincidentally, the child next to him looked up, his face full of confusion, "Grandpa, what does 'explain in simple terms' mean?"
"I don't know how to do this posture when writing by myself."
Old Li shook his head and scolded again.
He needs knowledge. Who would be willing to work in a funeral shop?
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Lin Fan approached.
Seeing a voice coming from the door, Old Li said, "Study hard and don't be distracted by your phone."
After saying that, he stood up, walked out two steps and stopped, then took the opportunity to look at Lin Fan a few times.
"A stranger, are you here in the village to pay respects?"
Generally speaking, people go back to the village not to worship, nor do they need things from the funeral shop.
However, this is not the time for worship.
Lin Fan said bluntly: "I want to buy some ghost money."
"Sure, sure."
Although I am a little curious, business is more important.
Old Li turned around quickly and took out several stacks of paper money, all of which were red hundred-yuan bills.
While he was taking it, Lin Fan took a few glances inside.
Compared to the ghost money factory, where boxes of ghost money are stacked up, there are at least billions of ghost money.
There are not many funeral shops in this area.
A big black bag is filled with ghost money. Even if it is full of hundred-yuan ghost money, the amount is only a few million at most.
Too little.
However, the quantity problem can still be solved.
He had to first see whether the ghost money was what he thought it was and whether it could be used in the terror-ridden apocalypse.
So, I took over and observed.
When I picked it up, each stack felt heavy and had a great touch.
It doesn't feel like real money, but rather a thick, textured paper material, like a thin leather towel.
After pulling out a few, Lin Fan looked at them carefully.
In an instant, I detected a familiar breath.
The breath of the underworld!
Sure enough, this is the end of the world after the terror has come, and ghost money is feasible and usable!
It has to be prepared using ancient methods before it can be used in the end times.
Purely printed materials like those from the Ghost Money Factory are completely useless.
"How much do you want to sell this ghost money?"
"Twenty yuan for 11,000 yuan a stack. It's a bit pricey, young man. But my materials are expensive too. I use traditional papermaking methods, molds, ink, and printing, and then I cut it by hand... It's all done manually!"
In comparison, the ones here are more expensive.
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