Zhouji Coffin Shop!
Not only coffins are sold here, but also funeral clothes, urns, and one-stop services for funeral needs.
To put it bluntly, everything the dead need is here.
A place to make money from the dead!
After Lin Fan stepped in, he found several coffins placed inside.
These coffins are similar, but they have not yet been painted.
"Boss, is anyone there?"
Lin Fan stretched his neck and shouted.
"I'm here!"
The boss Zhou Ming came out from the inner room with gloves on his hands.
"Boss, do you have any coffins for sale?"
Lin Fan asked straight to the point.
"Yes, what kind do you need?"
Zhou Ming asked.
Cremation is now being vigorously promoted, and very few people need coffins.
He is also slowly transforming and starting to sell urns.
"Is there a black coffin?"
Lin Fan asked.
"Young man, are you sure?"
"Usually, only people who died suddenly would use a black coffin!"
Zhou Ming frowned.
According to the customs in Kaiming County, black coffins are different from other coffins.
Generally, black coffins are only used for those who died young or died suddenly in an accident.
"I'm sure!"
Lin Fan nodded decisively.
“Yes, there is…”
Zhou Ming stammered.
"Money is not a problem, I need it urgently."
Lin Fan slammed a wad of money on the table.
Zhou Ming's brows immediately relaxed, because the amount of money was at least tens of thousands.
A coffin only costs two or three thousand yuan in total.
"Young man, can you lend a hand?"
Zhou Ming asked.
"OK!"
Lin Fan nodded and went into the inner room with him.
The two of them worked together to lift out a coffin covered with a film.
After removing the film, a pitch-black coffin was revealed.
The paint on the outside is very good, and it can be seen that it is a carefully crafted and high-quality coffin.
"Can you put some nails in there?"
Lin Fan asked again.
"ah?"
Zhou Ming was stunned.
Driving nails into a coffin is a big taboo.
In ancient times, people believed that if only wooden wedges were used in the coffin, the soul of the deceased could be liberated.
But if you use iron nails, the soul will be imprisoned and will never be reborn!
"Just do what I say."
Lin Fan said coldly.
"All right!"
Zhou Ming gritted his teeth.
This coffin is just taking up space here and may not be sold in several years.
Might as well make some money!
Who cares what he's doing there...as long as he's not pretending to be alive.
He picked up a hammer and began to nail all the joints inside the coffin with nails.
“Ding ding ding…”
Lin Fan sat in the store and looked around carefully.
He saw a black memorial tablet with no words engraved on it.
"I want this thing too."
"I'll pay you separately!"
Lin Fan brought the spirit tablet forward.
"OK!"
Zhou Ming didn't even raise his head and just focused on hammering nails.
"What do you want this for?"
Cheng Ruonan finally couldn't help it and asked.
Lin Fan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Did you bring your dagger?"
“I brought it!”
Cheng Ruonan took out the dagger from his waist.
Lin Fan reached out to take the dagger and pulled it out of the scabbard.
The blade of the dagger is as thin as a cicada's wing and extremely sharp.
Lin Fan used the tip of the dagger to start carving on the spirit tablet.
"Boy, it's all nailed!"
Boss Zhou Ming walked over.
"Um!"
At this moment, Lin Fan also finished carving the words.
He put the dagger into the scabbard and handed it to Cheng Ruonan.
"Xiao Chengchuan is extremely evil..."
Zhou Ming read a sentence softly, his eyes widened, and his whole body trembled.
"This Xiao Chengchuan, could it be..."
Zhou Ming couldn't help but say.
Xiao Chengchuan is like a local tyrant in Kaiming County.
No one does not know his name, and no one does not know how he is guilty of heinous crimes!
"Yes, that smiling tiger."
Lin Fan smiled and nodded.
"When did he die?"
Zhou Ming's expression was very strange.
"He's not dead yet."
Lin Fan stood up and said, "But...it's almost there!"
"That's great!"
Zhou Ming suddenly slapped his thigh excitedly.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Lin Fan was a little surprised.
"Fear...but more of it is hatred!"
"That bastard should have died long ago."
"He even blackmailed me from a shop that makes a lot of money!"
Zhou Ming said indignantly, "I refused to hand it over, and his men almost smashed my shop."
"It seems that his death is what people want."
Lin Fan gave a wry smile.
"Guest, I don't know what you do."
"But as long as you can kill this black sheep, I won't charge for this coffin."
Zhou Ming was very emotional and pushed the money to Lin Fan.
“Give money when it’s due!”
"The dead man's money cannot be lost!"
Lin Fan said stubbornly.
After a lot of pushing and shoving, Zhou Ming still couldn't get the better of her.
He thought for a moment, then said, "Since you said Xiao Chengchuan is going to die, I'll give you something."
Zhou Ming turned around and hurried into the house.
When he came out, he had some white banners, yellow paper, and incense and candles in his hands.
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