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"What? Your coffin?" Mr. Feng did not reply, but I was very surprised.

There are not many people who prepare coffins for themselves, but there are many. However, most of them are old people in their seventies and eighties, who are guarding against their deaths one day and can use them directly without buying them. After all, the corpses will rot. If they wait for a long time and don’t enter the coffin, it will not work. Only those rich people can save their bodies and order coffins.

Mr. Feng looks less than fifty years old. And judging from his strength to split the longevity, his body is not as strong as he can hit me with one hand. At least he has a few decades of good life. Isn’t it unlucky to prepare a coffin for myself now?

However, I have never known where I have heard of it before. If the coffin shop owners reserve a coffin for themselves, it is a custom or something. I can't remember it clearly. Now it seems that it may be true.

But there was more than one coffin here, but two. Mr. Feng said that the mouth outside was his, and what about the mouth inside?

I thought so in my heart and asked so in my mouth.

This time, Mr. Feng was silent for a while before he said coldly: "There is someone else." As soon as he said this, I inexplicably shivered.

A very simple answer, but I can't grasp it correctly.

Is this coffin booked by someone else, or is there anyone in this coffin already?

But I didn't have time to think about it anymore, so I put the coffin board on the shelf in the store, and then moved the outside with Mr. Feng.

The reason why it is not assembled in the yard is very simple, because only the store has shelves that specialize in coffins.

It can be assembled without a shelf, but it can only be placed directly on the ground. However, a coffin cannot touch the ground before there is someone inside.

After moving all the materials into the store, Mr. Feng began to continue his work. Assembling and polishing were very simple, and it was completed in less than two hours. Of course, this is for Mr. Feng. If I had changed to me, I would probably not be able to make it in the afternoon.

This longevity material has been completed. I have been watching the whole process. I know that this eight-round coffin also uses eight kinds of wood. It is rosewood, yellow rosewood, sandalwood on the base, gloomy wood, red pine wood, white rosewood, water willow wood, and chicken wenge wood. Each one is of high quality wood. It can be said that this thick coffin is worth millions of yuan just by its own material.

Only wealthy families like Mr. Zhang, who are in the Dongting area, can easily get so many top-quality materials and ask someone like Mr. Feng to create this longevity material.

However, it is not all of the wood-level wood-level wood-level red pine wood inside. For example, the water flowing wood and red pine wood are used. Even if the quality is used, the value is far less than that of the best woods such as rosewood and huanghuali.

Of course, it is not that the Zhang family cannot afford better wood. These woods are personally selected by Mr. Feng, from the quality of the material to the diameter or even the year. The purpose of choosing different woods to make different materials with eight circles is to change the horoscope of the longevity material, rather than the more expensive the better. If you really want to pursue the most expensive, just use one material to make a whole coffin with two circles, and then Mr. Feng will not need to do it. With the wealth of the Zhang family, it is not difficult to do it.

Not long after lunch, I heard the sound of cars coming from the entrance of the alley. A black Mercedes-Benz followed by a truck, parked at the entrance of the alley. It was the Zhang family who came to pick up the birthday cake.

The first person to get off the car was the black suit. He walked up and bowed to Mr. Feng and said, "Boss Feng, I'm here to pick up Shoucai. Please come into the car and come to the house to help the boss." While we were talking, a group of people had already gotten out of the truck and lifted the coffin to the truck.

Mr. Feng had already agreed to go to carry the coffin, so I was not surprised.

Mr. Feng nodded: "Wait a minute." Then he turned around and walked towards the backyard, asking me to follow.

When we arrived at the backyard, we saw Mr. Feng walking towards the room where the paper man was putting on, and opened the door.

My heart tightened, what is Mr. Feng doing?

Mr. Feng stood at the door and turned around and said, "Come here." Although I was not willing to approach the room, I still followed him with a tough bullet.

After entering the room, there were still paper people inside, and they were lined up together, looking like a group of elementary school students queuing up.

I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but when Mr. Feng saw these paper men, his face became a little softer.

I rubbed my eyes, but saw that he still had the expressionless poker face, and thought it was indeed an illusion.

Then Mr. Feng walked over, looked down, then picked up the two paper men in front with both hands, and turned to me and said, "Take it out." I felt a little angry when I looked at these lifelike paper men, but after Mr. Feng said, I could only do it. He reached out and took the two paper men carefully. There was nothing unusual in his hand, which made me relieved. When I went out, Mr. Feng picked up the two paper men and followed him, and then closed the door with his feet.

The moment before closing the door, I seemed to hear voices coming from the door, but as the door closed, there was nothing left.

The two of us left the store, and we were still waiting there in the black suit. We were not surprised to see the paper man in our hands. We opened the car door and brought Mr. Feng into the car. But when we saw me closing the store door and getting on the car, we showed a look of surprise.

"Is this little brother going together?" Mr. Feng sat in the passenger seat and said expressionlessly: "He will go to the funeral with me this time." Hei Suit was obviously stunned when he heard this, but he quickly reacted and his eyes flashed: "So that's the case, please get in the car." I felt that Hei Suit was obviously much more polite to me, but he didn't think much about it and was about to get in the car. However, because the four paper men were placed in the back seat, there seemed to be no seat inside, and the paper men could not squeeze, I was a little embarrassed now.

Seeing this, the black suit hurriedly said, "I'll call another car." "No need!" A familiar voice sounded from the street behind. When we turned around, we saw a red Maybach parked at the intersection. A hot-shaped beauty in red stood beside the car and looked at us and smiled and waved: "Yiming, let's have a car with me." The black suit said in surprise: "Miss Ning, why are you here?" "I'll come and see, can't you?"

However, it was Sister Ning. She walked over and said with a smile: "Let's go, there is a seat in my car. Don't squeeze the paper man out here." "But Miss Ning, you..." The black suit seemed a little hesitant, and Sister Ning's face suddenly became cold: "Why, who do I want to take my own car and have to pass your consent?" The black suit stopped talking immediately, but just looked at me strangely. Sister Ning smiled and pulled me into the car.

Of course I would like to be able to have a car with a beautiful woman, but the attitude of the black suit just now made me feel a little problem.

As the car started, I looked at the truck and Mercedes-Benz in front of me, and turned around and said, "Sister Ning, he seemed not willing to let you take me with me just now. It's not my illusion, right?" Sister Ning's smile faded and said, "Of course, after all, the person who is going to get married, he must not think that he didn't see it alone with other men." I was stunned when I heard this: "Sister Ning, are you going to get married?" Sister Ning didn't answer, just said no.

Unexpectedly, Sister Ning was about to get married, and I felt a little disappointed in my heart.

The car became silent for a moment, and we didn't know what to say. In order to ease the dull atmosphere, I found a topic casually.
Chapter completed!