I was serious and focused, and engraved these three big words Gou Changzai on the spirit card. After I finished carving, I seemed to consume all my energy and leaned on the back of the chair tiredly, staring straight at the roof.

"What? This is why I was busy with you last night and I was tired?"

Fatty Fang didn't know when he walked in from outside the door, and carried a small hand. Although his dark circles were about to transform, he seemed to die suddenly, but he was still energetic and did not panic at all when he whistled.

"It's a big deal! I did nothing last night!"

I sat up straight, looked at him blind, secretly swallowed the words I wanted to persuade him into my stomach, and then briefly communicated: "Why are you having time to come here?"

"Didn't Lao Zhou go out for a date? He is afraid that you will be bored if you stay here, so he will pay me a daily salary and ask me to come and accompany you."

Fatty Fang threw two boxes of Marlboro on the table, and found a triangle bench himself, and sat down next to me: "Brother Yi, you can't do this! I'm still waiting to hug my eldest nephew! Can you give me some strength??"

"I'll give you a lot of force!"

I pinched his fat big ears: "I haven't dealt with you in the past few days! You're a little too floating!"

"Fuck! Use you to deal with me?"

Fatty Fang grinned in pain, opened my hand, pointed at his own dark circle, and said, "Did you look at this dark circle? I had nothing to do yesterday when I got too drunk! I told my wife to ask her to beat me. Then she gave me two electric guns! She was so refreshed when she shot me!"

Is this person a surprise?

If you have nothing to do, let your wife beat her up!

I was speechless and sighed to the sky: "Fatty! I really don't want to go to your grave to dance on July 15 next year. Can we be more gentle and proud of it?"

"It's okay! I've been resisting beatings since I was a kid!"

Fatty Fang may think that bragging alone is too exhausting, so he tore open the cigarette box and continued to brag while smoking: "I encountered a job a few days ago. When Lao Zhou comes back, let's go and have a look! The employer gives the money much more serious!"

"How much is it to pay!"

To be honest, I haven't paid much recently, but I can't think that money is too small! You have to earn, and the more you earn, the better.

"One million!"

Fatty Fang gestured with yes.

"How much?!"

When I heard about the amount of money, I was stunned!

Generally speaking, the job that fat people in the morning is to drive away evil spirits, break disasters, check Feng Shui, or fool people who have ghosts in their hearts.

So I never gave much money.

One thousand or two thousand is considered to be the top.

This one million at a time is more or less a bit damn.

What family?

Just get one million if you catch a ghost?!

What the hell is that?!

Black and white impermanence!? Give these old ones in one go!

Fatty Fang emphasized again, "One million!!!"

"If you brag and break the law, you will at least be sentenced to death with a reprieve!"

I didn't believe Fang at all, so I glanced at him and started playing with the computer on my own.

"I didn't fool you! You can read it yourself! The chat record is still here!"

Seeing that I didn't believe it, Fat Fang took out Yali's mobile phone from his pocket and handed me the chat record on the Penguin account.

"Oh my god! I don't believe this evil today!"

I took the phone, scanned the chat records for a few seconds, and then returned the phone to Fatty Fang. After pondering for a moment, I said, "I really give you one million!"

"It's your son who lies! They have sent me a deposit of 100,000 yuan in my bank card! They said that if this job fails, they won't even ask for the deposit!"

Fatty Fang put his cell phone back in his pocket and said some words that touched my heart: "Brother Yi, with this million, we can stand up! From now on, we will open a small shop and sell mutton skewers, so we won't be so displaced. When the days are booming, we will choose a day to get married together!"

"well!"

I didn't dare to make up my mind for a moment.

Because when I saw the chat record just now, the employer wanted to find Fatty Fang to see Feng Shui for his villa. However, the location of this villa is not very good, in Yejiang District north of Songye River.

Yejiang District is almost beyond our scope of activities.

Moreover, Yejiang District is the main development zone in the city in the later stages. The biggest feature there is wasteland, especially wasteland.

There are vast fields of rice fields and corn fields that are endless.

The areas where residents can only have a long distance away are mostly bungalows. That is, due to the wasteland, the city mainly develops various types of factories and planting bases for agricultural and sideline products.

House prices are very low, no difference from ordinary county towns.

To be honest, the villas over there are rows.

The reason most people buy is not to live in, but to hoard housing prices or wait for retirement to live in. This makes the villa area there completely lose its popularity.

Maybe the villa will be used to set up a bureau or decorate it into a secret prostitute room.

No one knows what employers buy villas for. If they do something illegal, they may implicate Fatty Fang and me.

Fishy, ​​this muddy water is very fishy.

But the money I gave was indeed a lot! It was a whole million!

"Just go and have a look. If it really doesn't work, we'll just quit! Anyway, I won't bring him back no matter what I say for the 100,000 yuan!"

Fatty Fang is a man who wants to be a bachelor when he sees something wrong.

I was facing money and rarely calmed down: "This is not a matter of not being able to watch. If someone can take out this old money, it is definitely not a bad relationship with the superiors. If we mess around or make a mistake, it is really easy to be caught. At that time, you will be sentenced to three or five years. Are you upset? Are you worth it?"

"Okay, don't worry, let's talk about it then."

Fatty Fang saw that my expression was quite firm, so he didn't mention this matter again.

...The silent morning passed in a blink of an eye.

In the afternoon, Fatty Fang fell asleep by the counter with a paper woman in his arms. After losing all the 100,000 Happy Beans I exchanged for ten yuan, I sighed in a deep pain: "Ten dollars! This is ten dollars! All lost! Your uncle's! Someone must have cheated! You are cheated when you play Landlord, you are really heartless! I wish you can hit the heel if you fart! Your uncle's!"

At this time

A girl who was over 20 years old looked at her and knocked on the shop door with her big dark circles that were exactly the same as Fatty Fang. She asked politely: "Is the boss at home?! Is the door open today?!"

"Open! Open!"

I greeted her first, then kicked Fatty Fang in the calf, leaned into his ear and said, "Don't sleep! Customers are here!"

"Ah? It's time to have a meal?"

Fatty Fang drooled and successfully wet her sleeves, and her expression seemed to be in a daze. But she had a professional attitude and actually got up before me. She squinted her eyes and saw the girl, making a blessing to greet her: "Hello Mom Sang! Welcome! Let's go! Good luck all the way!"

"Shunfeng, you uncle! I haven't bought anything yet!"

I was so angry that I gritted my teeth, but I couldn't beat him in front of outsiders, so I forced my face to smile and pretended to be a fake girl, and said, "My lady wants to buy something? We have paper people, paper horses, paper sedans, paper cars, and urns."

"Uh... are you taking a job?"

The little girl may have never seen anyone selling funeral supplies like this.

It was obvious that her idea was indeed right.

Fatty Fang and I have never sold these things. When Old Zhou raised me in the early days, I was sent to car wash shops or factories where I could learn skills. He felt that young people should not be exposed to these dead-end things.

"Receive! Must be answered!"

Fatty Fang was as if he was so amazing, and he was just talking nonsense: "We have a standard package, 888, 1888, 2888, 8888!"

Damn it! Is it good to work for dead people?

With such auspicious numbers, aren’t you afraid of others slapping you?!

Fatty Fang refused to give me a chance to speak, and said all the lyrics he had learned in the world: "Don't suspect that we are not professional, we have a professional team... 888 is that I will play the suona for you and then save the dead souls."

"The 1888 is to find a funeral team. Here the suona is a big funeral, and there is Erhu and Erquan Yingyue. I will find two more professions for you to have a free life. I will definitely let you know what a good Chinese actor is. But I'll just get over the crying and I'll have to pay more money!"

"The 2888 is the high-pitched chorus of the middle-aged man "Today is a Good Day". This thing is sad and happy, and it is just a scene!"

"The one I contacted the best funeral team in the country, the third-hand rose. Let them sing a song on the spot, you are free in the world~ I am the free fairy in heaven~ In the form of rock, I shake the dead man of your family to the Western Paradise!"

"Get out of here!"

I couldn't hold my temper, so I kicked him on the waist and kicked him down directly. Then I walked to the girl and changed my image: "Don't listen to him nonsense. Respect is the basic etiquette to the deceased. We can take this for free, but the specific process is also contracted to others. Our main business is to buy these things in the store."

"I……"

The girl looked up and saw my face, her eyes hiding, and she was a little surprised and scared, and she was trembling when she spoke: "I recognize... I know you..."
Chapter completed!