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That mouthful of longevity material was the first one I made by myself. It was made of mahogany, and only the last bit of edges and corners were left to polish.

I am not as good as Mr. Feng’s ability to use eight kinds of wood to create longevity materials to change the horoscope. In addition, this time the customer is a bit special, so the whole body of this coffin is made of mahogany.

But I have never seen that stranger before.

He was a young man who looked about twenty-six or seventy years old. He was wearing a gray suit and was looking down at the longevity material I made, and was about to reach out to touch him.

I quickly went up and stopped him: "You can't touch him."

The man was stunned for a moment, stopped his movements, and turned around: "Sorry."

I breathed a sigh of relief. A mouthful of freshly completed longevity material cannot be touched by too many people. The contaminated breath of a living person will affect the dead who will lie in behind.

"Nothing, may I ask you-"

"Oh." The man immediately reacted and said, "I'm so rude. Are you the boss here? I just passed by the door and saw your store, so I came in and took a look. But no one was in the store. I happened to see the coffin in the yard behind. Because I was a little curious, I came to see it without authorization. Please forgive me."

"Uh, nothing." I glanced at the store and found that there was indeed no one, and I didn't know where that guy Yu Wu had gone.

"After that being said, did you make this coffin?" the man asked.

"Yes, I did it." I nodded.

The man smiled slightly: "Sure enough, this coffin is really beautiful, it is much better than the coffin I have seen before. The boss's craftsmanship is not common."

I felt this person was a little strange. What else is there in the coffin? Can the dead person lying in gold flowers be jumped up?

But at least I was praising my skills, so I couldn't help but appreciate it. I smiled and waved my hand and said, "Where, I'm just a novice, and this is the first coffin I've made."

"Oh? Is that true? Actually, I have some research on carpenters. I look at the coffin created by the boss. Although some places are a bit rough, there are some tricks and tricks that are very wonderful. I think the boss's craftsmanship is mostly mastered by a famous family, right?"

I am even more strange. Is it a famous family to be a carpenter? Is there such a famous family in the world? What about the descendants of Lu Ban?

So I shook my head: "It's nothing, I'm just a beginner. If you want to have a new area for carpentry, there is a wood factory in front, and there are many masters in it."

The man also heard that my tone was a little awkward, so he laughed and said, "Is that right? I just took a look and left immediately. This is my business card."

As he said that, he handed me a card, and I took it and saw three big words written on it: "Lu Shaoen." There was a small line of phone numbers underneath.

"This is my name." The man smiled.

"Oh." I asked casually: "Mr. Lu, right? Where is it taller?"

"I dare not take it if I am tall." Lu Shaoen smiled and said, "It's just about doing some business and selling materials, including wood."

"Oh." I suddenly realized that it was a timber dealer, but I have never bought wood except for the two days I just arrived to exchange for a cart of wood with the guard of the wood factory. After using up the wood in the store, Yu Wu pulled it from Chen Shun. I didn't have to worry about it, nor did I think about buying wood or something.

So I put my business card in my pocket and said in a harmonious voice: "It turns out it's Boss Lu, I'm lucky to know you."

Lu Shaoen nodded: "If the boss needs wood, you can contact me."

"No need." I refused, "I don't usually get in from outside."

"So that's it. It seems that the boss already has his own channel - by the way, the boss has no surname? It's a bit bad to keep calling the boss."

Seeing that he was gentle and peaceful, I didn't want to answer, so I said, "My surname is Ma, Ma Yiming, Yiming is amazing."

"Ma Yiming? It turns out to be Boss Ma, it's such a good name." Lu Shaoen smiled and said, "I know Boss Ma has his own channels. I know Boss Ma's channels are mostly unusual when I look at the wood in this yard. Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to enter so many high-quality woods. However, some materials, even Boss Ma's channels, are probably difficult to see. They are all rare treasures. Speaking of which, I recently got a piece of lightning strike peach that has been more than 500 years old. I wonder if Boss Ma is interested?"

"A hundred years of lightning strikes peach?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise when I heard this.

Lightning peach is the thunder and thunder wood, and as the name suggests, it is a tree struck by lightning. Thunder and lightning is the most restrained thing in the world. Even if it is a powerful evil spirit, it will be dead and dead without life when hit by heavenly thunder. The reason why Taoist priests in Maoshan are invincible in the world in the way of catching ghosts and subduing demons is that they rely on the most authentic Taoist Three Pure Five Thunder Dharmas, which can be said to be invincible against demons and monsters.

Wood belongs to the five elements and has the most spiritual energy. If the trees struck by lightning can still be alive, they will become lightning-striking wood. This wood has a strong yang energy and aura of lightning. It can be said to be a natural magic weapon material. The magic weapon made of lightning-striking wood is a magic weapon for demons and ghosts.

The best effect of lightning strikes is peach wood. You should know that peach wood itself has the effect of warding evil. Taoist priests' wooden swords are also made of peach wood. Lightning strikes peach can be said to be the best warding evil.

The lightning peach that has been hit by more than five hundred years can be said to be truly a rare treasure. I dare say that if the longevity peach is drawn with the horoscope of the longevity ingredient, even if the legendary drought bar enters, I have to go to the ground obediently.

"No," Lu Shaoen smiled mysteriously: "It's a real century-old lightning strike peach, and it's not small. It may be less for a thick coffin to be used for a whole thick coffin, but it's more than enough to use it as a thin coffin or a thick coffin base. Is Boss Ma interested?"

If I have any interest, I will definitely have it. If he really has a hundred years of lightning strike, I can be said to be lucky. After all, it is not a problem of money to find such treasures, but luck. But the problem is that I am really rich.

According to what he said, a price of a lightning peach worth more than five hundred years old can be so expensive.

I am not saying I have no money now. Although I was still a poor man half a year ago, when I was sorting out Mr. Feng’s room, I found a bunch of banknotes piled up in the cabinet. It should be all the money Mr. Feng had made for his longevity materials over the years. I counted it and it was millions.

Later I packed the money and sent it to Chen Shufeng. Chen Shufeng said that Mr. Feng had actually left a message for a long time. After his death, all the things in the store were left to me, so of course the money was the same.

He said that, I really wanted me to take it but I didn’t have the same face. After pushing it for a long time, Chen Qiang really couldn’t get five million, saying that he gave half of the guys and the other half to Zhang Feng, to compensate for the cost of spending resources on finding people in Dongting Lake.

Although I knew that they mobilized several large ships to search in Dongting Lake for a month, and several other guys died, they must have spent more than five million, but the rest could not be given out no matter what, so I had no choice but to take them back and collect them.

After Chen Qian took five million, there were more than three million left. I forced another 500,000 to Yu Wu, and in the end there was only two and a half million left.

In the past six months, I renovated the store. Every time Yu Wu went to pull the wood, he would give him some money, and now there is only less than two million left.

Two million seems to be a lot, and it can be worth two houses in a city like Yueyang, but I know that it is still a bit bad to sell the century-old lightning peach that Lu Shaoen mentioned.

It's more than enough to make a coffin lid, at least a few hundred kilograms.

In fact, many so-called century-old lightning-striking woods on the market are all fake. Wood merchants directly sell trees that are struck by lightning as lightning-striking woods, and the price seems not high. Lu Shaoen seems to be a good person. What he said about the five hundred-year lightning-striking peaches is mostly real lightning-striking spirit woods. They are incomparable to those fakes that cost tens of thousands of tons on the market.

If a lightning peach that is less than five hundred years old, the maximum amount of one piece is million, but if it is more than five hundred years old, then every ten years, the price can rise by 100,000 yuan. If a lightning peach that is just a 500-year-old, then a large piece will have to rise by at least three million yuan. This is just an estimated price, because it is rare and the price can rise.

As the saying goes, a penny stumps a hero, let alone millions. Now I can’t afford to buy anything, so I have to say, “Thank you, Boss Lu, for your kindness, but look at my small shop, I’m afraid I can’t tolerate a treasure like lightning strike for peaches for five hundred years.”

Lu Shaoen was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he smiled and said, "That's a pity, but it's okay. Boss Ma can think about it carefully. My century-old lightning strike peach should not take action in a short time. After all, there are not many people who know how to do it in this world now."

I nodded with the same feeling. In fact, the treasures like the century-old lightning strike peach may not be that difficult to find, but most people don’t know the goods, and even if they encounter real goods, they will not recognize them. In the end, they can only be wasted as ordinary wood.

Lu Shaoen and I chatted for a few more times, and then Lu Shaoen said goodbye and said that we should leave first if we have something to do, and I did not try to keep it. After all, I still have my own business.

After Lu Shaoen left, I started to finish the coffin. Yu Wu came back soon and said that the kettle was broken and went to buy it on the street.

It was almost noon, and Shoucai was finally completed. After a while, a small truck came outside, and it was the customer who came to pick up Shoucai.

And I adhered to Mr. Feng’s habit. One hundred thousand is not only the cost of making a coffin, but also includes carrying a coffin and sending a spirit.
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