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Chapter 31: Young people

The person who came was not someone else, but the beautiful sister Ning who drove Maybach on the way to Hunan before.

When Sister Ning saw me, she also looked surprised: "Hey, it's you, you are not that... that..." "My name is Ma Yiming." I knew she didn't know what my name was, so she added in time.

"Oh... your name is Ma Yiming. I didn't know your name when I left last time. Why were you here?" I smiled and said, "I want to ask why you are here." Sister Ning curled her lips: "My home is in Yueyang. I am not here, but how could you be here." I scratched my head: "Actually, I work here, although I just started working yesterday." Sister Ning said, "Work here? No one has ever worked here before." "Before?" I was surprised, "Have you been to this store before?" "Well?"

Of course." Sister Ning smiled slightly: "Don't you know? Boss Feng's shop is very famous in our place. He also made my aunt's longevity ingredient, but he only made three-length ingredient every year, and he would never make it no matter how high the price. In recent years, many people have wanted to learn his skills from the boss, but the boss has confiscated any of them. How can you work here?" Mr. Feng only did three-length ingredient a year. I heard Mr. Yuan Fu say yesterday, but looking at Sister Ning's appearance, it seems that many people know this rule.

I shrugged, "I don't know, someone else brought me here. It seems that my grandfather and Mr. Feng have a friendship, so he asked me to do things here." "Is that true?" Sister Ning said, "It feels so amazing. From Luoyang to here, you can meet you wherever you go." Her eyes rolled, Sister Ning smiled and said, "Maybe I am quite destined to be with you." This smile almost stunned me and I will return after a while.

He came to his senses and laughed, "Yes, it's quite a coincidence. I didn't expect you to be from Yueyang. By the way, what are you here to do to find the boss?" Sister Ning slapped her head and stuck out her tongue: "Oh, I forgot, I'm here to find the boss. Have your boss taken a job with Shoucai now?" I nodded, "Yes, how do you know?" Sister Ning said, "This time Shoucai was made for my grandfather,

The one who came to order the birthday material before was my grandfather. It turned out that the old man who came to the store was Sister Ning's grandfather. I suddenly felt that the world was really small. Sister Ning continued, "I have sent the birthday material to me before. I am here to get the funeral clothes now." "Flower?" I asked in confusion: "What kind of funeral clothes?" "My grandfather's funeral clothes are ordered with the coffin, which was worn during the burial. Boss Feng said that he could get it today. My family is very busy, so I came here to get the funeral clothes by the way when I am free." Speaking of which, Mr. Feng does have a customized funeral service in this store, but he didn't see anything like sewing machines in this store. What does Mr. Feng use to make funeral clothes? Moreover, the funeral clothes were ordered yesterday. It was only a night after that, and the funeral clothes were ready? I wondered a little confused. Could it be that Mr. Feng locked himself in the room and was making funeral clothes?

But now that Mr. Feng is not here, I don’t know if the shroud has been prepared, so I said to Sister Ning: "Sorry, Sister Ning, I don’t know. Mr. Feng has just gone out, so you should wait here for a while." Sister Ning nodded: "That's OK, I'll wait here." As she said that, she muttered in a low voice: "I don’t want to go back anyway?" "Don’t want to go back? Why?" I asked curiously.

Sister Ning shook her head: "It's nothing, you're busy with yours, I'll just wait here." "Okay, I'll pour you a cup of tea." I responded and walked towards the kitchen. Sister Ning shouted behind her back: "No need to put tea leaves, I'll just drink water." I poured Sister Ning a glass of water, then returned to the yard, moved the piece of red sandalwood she had chosen before, and continued to work hard.

However, the facts prove that the woodworker is not easy to get started. Before, Mr. Feng was instructed by him and did it like that. Now Mr. Feng is not here, so of course it is even worse. Not long after, a piece of high-quality red sandalwood was ruined by me and I turned into broken wood.

I sat in the yard, feeling a little dejected.

"Hehe, I'm so stupid." Suddenly, a laughter came into my ears clearly. I was shocked and raised my head, but found that there was no one in the yard.

The sound seemed to be a child. I looked up at the room where the paper man was putting on it. The sound just now seemed to be coming from that direction.

There must be something wrong with this room.

I thought about this and thought that I had not returned yet. Mr. Feng would probably not come back for a while. I wanted to see what was pretending to be a ghost in this room.

Just as I was about to get up, another voice sounded behind me: "What are you doing?" I shivered subconsciously and said quickly: "Mr. Feng, you are back." However, I turned around and found that Sister Ning was standing there, who was curiously scratching the broken wood on the ground with my feet.

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Ning, don't scare me." "Who scares you." Sister Ning looked at the messy wood on the ground: "This is rosewood. I have a lot of furniture in my house made of this, which is quite expensive. Why do you make it like this? How wasteful it is." My face turned red and I was embarrassed to tell her that I was sitting on a bench and making it like this. I took millions of small-leafed rosewood to practice making benches. It sounds very generous, but when I do it myself, I feel very stupid. Although it is not my own wood, my heart is bleeding when I use it. I used this large piece of rosewood to sell it to other wood, which will probably make me see it until I vomited.

"Uh, it's nothing, don't worry. Mr. Feng hasn't come back yet. Why don't you go back first? When he comes back, I'll call you." Sister Ning stared at me for a while, then suddenly covered her mouth and burst into laughter: "Are you asking for my number in disguise?" My face turned red and I waved my hand quickly: "No, don't get me wrong." "Okay, I'm teasing you, I'll wait a little longer. If Boss Feng doesn't come back yet, I'll go back first." Sister Ning chatted with me for a while, then returned to the store to continue waiting, while I was a little embarrassed to sit in the yard.

According to the records I saw in the coffin scriptures before, the larger the material you need to make longevity materials. The coffin is divided into circles according to the number of materials used, such as eight circles, twelve circles, etc., which refers to longevity materials made of eight pieces of material or twelve pieces of material. Generally speaking, the fewer the better. Many people who have the conditions want to use a whole coffin with two or four circles directly.

The materials in this yard are all used for longevity materials, one is larger than the other. The two pieces I just used may be leftover materials. Now I can't find such a small one again, they are all large items.

It was a waste to use these large materials to make a bench, so I thought about it and picked up a few pieces of red sandalwood scraps from the ground that I had just used, then greeted Sister Ning, and went out.

Then after a while, I rode the small tricycle and pulled back a small cart of wood.

When I was out for dinner, I saw a timber factory on the street next door. I took the two pieces of scraps and changed the wood from the cart from the old man who was looking at the wood. The old man held these two pieces of red sandalwood and couldn't see his eyes. He also lent me the cart to help me move the wood.

I got out of the car and was about to move the wood into the yard when I saw a motorcycle parked at the door. When I saw another look, Mr. Feng was standing in the store, talking to Sister Ning, and there was a strange young man standing next to him.
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