Three coffins, one red, one black, and one white, completely filled the empty space in the second bedroom.
Not only was Jiang Beishu stunned, but Zheng Feiyu was also shocked, his mouth agape and his jaw almost dropping: "Yuanman, you, you came to S City, did you bring a coffin with you?"
Jiang Lixuan brought it for her too?
Nan Yuanman nodded, patting the coffin: "Of course! This is Yuanman's great undertaking! We can't let it go!"
Zheng Feiyu had nothing to say, but gave her a thumbs up.
Nan Yuanman looked at Jiang Beishu expectantly: "So, big brother, are we buying a coffin?"
Before Jiang Beishu could speak, the chopsticks in his hand suddenly moved, and a tremendous force pulled him up from the stool, dragging him straight to the vermilion coffin placed in the very center.
The chopsticks pointed at the vermilion coffin and remained motionless.
Jiangbei Shu: "?"
He tentatively took a step to walk away, but the chopsticks in his hand remained motionless, as if trying to freeze him in place.
Jiang Beishu: "..."
He understood.
This debt-ridden bastard wants to buy this coffin!
Jiang Beishu looked helplessly at Nan Yuanman: "How much does this coffin cost?"
Nan Yuanman raised a bright smile: "This coffin was handmade by my grandfather and me. Although the wood used is cypress, it is carved with traditional patterns such as dragons and phoenixes, fortune, longevity, and the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars. They are all hand-carved!"
It's a double coffin, so it's a little more expensive.
Jiang Beishu's heart skipped a beat: "Is it a tiny bit, or a hundred million?"
This coffin, it's not going to cost him millions, is it?
"Ahem." Nan Yuanman made a two-pointer, a little embarrassed.
Jiang Beishu: "! Two million?!"
"No, no, no, it's 20,000 yuan, but since you're the first customer, you get an 8.88% discount. You just need to give me, uh..." Nan Yuanman counted on her short little fingers, but couldn't figure out how much she needed to give.
Jiang Beishu breathed a huge sigh of relief and waved his hand generously: "No need for a discount, I'll just buy it at the original price."
Nan Yuanman immediately lowered his hand, exclaimed "Wow!" and his eyes sparkled: "Big brother is so generous, then I'll give you two more peace charms as a bonus!"
After she arrived in S City, the coffin shop finally opened!
Nan Yuanman patted the red coffin: "Then this coffin belongs to big brother! Big brother, you and Feiyu can move it together!"
Jiang Beishu: "Good!"
After he finished speaking, he realized what he meant and said, "Wait, you're just telling us to move out like this?"
Nan Yuanman nodded: "Yes!"
She nodded so readily that Jiang Beishu, looking at Nan Yuanman's short and stocky figure, couldn't bring himself to ask, "Is there no home delivery?"
Jiang Beishu sighed resignedly, "Fine, consider it an early repayment of his debt!"
Zheng Feiyu looked at the large coffin and fell silent.
He opened his mouth, about to speak, when Jiang Beishu interrupted the spellcasting: "That piece of land!"
Zheng Feiyu: "...Okay."
He now sincerely hopes that there are no acquaintances of the Zheng family in Wanhe Hospital.
After buying the coffin, Nan Yuanman treated the debtor ghost to a hearty meal and had Jiang Beishu offer three sticks of incense. She promised the debtor ghost that as long as she found her burial place, she would find an auspicious day to help her move the grave before sending the debtor ghost away.
After seeing off the debtor, Jiang Beishu took the two peace charms given to him by Nan Yuanman, and together with Zheng Feiyu, they used all their strength to move the red coffin out of the ward.
Nan Yuanman looked at Jiang Beishu's shoulders trembling like butterfly wings and his face turning red and purple with fear, and couldn't help but want to step forward to help: "Big brother, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, it's perfect. You don't need to help, big brother can do it!" Jiang Beishu forced out a ferocious smile.
Nanmanyuan: "..." It seems like things are getting even worse!
No, this is her first customer! She absolutely cannot let him collapse here!
"Big brother, wait for me a moment!" Nan Yuanman turned around and ran to his small satchel, took out two talismans from it, and slapped them onto the coffin right in front of the two men.
The originally heavy coffin suddenly became incredibly light.
Zheng Feiyu stared wide-eyed in surprise: "This is...?"
"The weight-reducing talisman was invented by Grandpa to help move more wood. It only lasts for three hours! Big brothers, hurry up and move the coffin back!" Nan Yuanman said hurriedly.
Jiang Beishu breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he had this weight-loss talisman; otherwise, he probably would have had to turn back to the emergency room before even reaching the parking lot.
"Thank you, Yuanman. I'll give you the money for the consultation and the talisman after this is resolved." Jiang Beishu waved to Yuanman and carried the red coffin out.
“Perfect, we’ll be going now. Contact me if you need my watch~” Zheng Feiyu waved to her.
Nan Yuanman thought for a moment, then took a talisman, a wealth-attracting talisman, and a peace talisman, ran over and stuffed them into his pocket, winking at him: "Bye-bye, Brother Feiyu! If anyone wants their fortune told, come to me!"
Zheng Feiyu's heart skipped a beat, but he nodded, pretending not to notice Nan Yuanman's subtle gesture: "Okay."
Thus, a strange scene unfolded at Wanhe Hospital.
Two young men brought out a red coffin from somewhere and paraded it around the hospital.
Just then, a Zheng family acquaintance who was at the hospital saw the young man carrying the coffin behind and exclaimed, "Isn't that the youngest member of the Zheng family? Where is he carrying the coffin? Is someone in the Zheng family about to die?"
He thought for a moment, then raised his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Zheng Zhenhao: [Image]
[Old Zheng, who in your family is going to die? Why did you have your son order such a huge red coffin?]
Zheng Zhenhao: [? ? ? ] He doesn't know either!
Jiang Beishu also encountered acquaintances, and Jiang's parents also received the message.
【picture】
Old Jiang, if you're really sick, you should have said so. It's not like I won't lend you money. Why are you preparing your own coffin in advance?
Jiang's father: [???] He's perfectly fine! He's not dead!
This unfilial son! He sent him for a brain checkup, and he immediately prepared a red coffin for him?! Outrageous!
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After seeing the guests off, Nan Yuanman ran next door to knock on the ward door.
The door was opened from the inside, and a handsome man wearing a gray shirt, black suit pants, and gold-rimmed glasses stood in the doorway, looking down and asking gently, "Have the guests all left?"
"Let's go! Uncle Feng, are you done with your work?" Nan Yuanman rubbed his hands together, a little embarrassed, and said, "Could you come with me somewhere? I want to go to Batang Village to pick up some things."
The coffin shop is open for business today! There will definitely be many customers buying coffins in the future. Yuanman can only make small coffins. She still has to get the big coffins made by her grandfather. She has to go and get all the coffins before the press conference starts!
Feng Congqian checked the time; it was 5:30 PM. The drive from S City to Batang Village would take two to three hours, and by the time they arrived, it would be dark, making it difficult to find a place to stay.
He squatted down in front of Nan Yuanman and asked her, "It's a bit late today, can we go tomorrow?"
Nan Yuanman nodded happily: "Okay!"
Feng Congqian couldn't resist ruffling her fluffy head. Just as he was about to ask her what she wanted to eat tonight, the bodyguard who was guarding the stairwell came over.
The bodyguard glanced quickly at Nan Yuanman and said in a serious tone, "Master, the Jiang family has arrived. They say they've come to apologize to Miss Yuanman. Should we see them?"
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