Early in the morning, Bai Xiaofeng woke up early. www.126shu.com
Today is the weekend, so you don’t have to go to school.
Bai Xiaofeng decided to go out and buy some materials to repair the black copper bells.
This black copper bell is already a magic weapon for the lower grade of yellow grade. If it is repaired intact, the grade will increase a little. Even if it is not used by itself, he can sell it again and make a lot of money.
He learned a lot from his master’s experience in restoring magic weapons, but he lacked materials. As long as the materials were prepared properly, the black copper bell was equivalent to the successful repair.
Bai Xiaofeng didn’t call Chen Ling’er either. She made such a big misunderstanding last night. Today, I guess that girl wouldn’t give him a good look, so she wouldn’t be disappointed.
After leaving the villa, Bai Xiaofeng walked for half an hour and finally walked out of the villa area.
He found a taxi, and he inquired about the location of the funeral street, and then got in the car and asked his master to take him there.
One and a half hours later, the car stopped at the intersection of the funeral street.
Bai Xiaofeng got out of the car, fiddled with her bag, and then walked into the street.
This street almost covers the entire Binhai City’s dead business. At first glance, there are funeral stores on both sides of the street.
It was almost noon, but the street was still deserted and not as prosperous as other streets.
But who can go shopping on the funeral street with nothing to do?
Bai Xiaofeng walked in curiously. All the stores were piled with paper houses, and there were strings of paper gold and silver ingots hanging on the beams, looking “unique and luxurious”.
Some stores are still buying things, and the owners are enthusiastically promoting them.
However, Bai Xiaofeng did not enter these stores, but instead put her hands in her pockets and continued to walk deep into the street.
“Tsk tsk… It’s quite magnificent, and it’s also made a colorful TV and sports car. Do you really think the ones below can receive it?”
Seeing a middle-aged couple walking out with a pile of paper items, and a young man behind him was following with a cart of paper items, Bai Xiaofeng pursed her mouth and muttered: “When people are alive, they are not good to people. If they die, they are wasteful.”
The underworld is so strict that it is not as loose and free as imagined. Even the offerings burned by the ghost’s family members in the world will not go directly to the ghost’s hands.
Instead, it will be stored and managed by the underworld and then distributed.
As for how much ghosts can allocate, it depends on how they are in the underworld.
Others are not clear about this, but Bai Xiaofeng knows that it was the unscrupulous master who told him before.
When I was in the village, someone died, and the master just burned a few pieces of yellow paper. He would not be so “extravagant”. According to what the master said, people in the world burned these things for the dead, but for the living, it was purely for the living to see.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Bai Xiaofeng suddenly stopped, looked at a store on the corner of the street, and then grinned and said, “This is it.”
This store is very remote, it is already the last one of the streets. The store is also very small, estimated to be only more than twenty square meters. There is only a pair of golden boys and jade girls at the entrance of the store, and a string of golden ingots hung on the beams. Compared with other stores, it looks very shabby.
The reason why Bai Xiaofeng was attracted is because there was a red lantern hanging on the beam of the store.
In the funeral street, even if lanterns are hung on the beams of the house, there are white lanterns hanging on them, and a red lantern is hanging on them, which is particularly eye-catching.
But Bai Xiaofeng came for this red lantern.
At this time, an old man was sitting on a recliner at the door, basking in the sun and dozing.
The old man was wearing a gray cloth, his clothes were worn and he had a few patches. The old man’s hair was as white as grass, his face was sallow and skinny, especially his hands, which seemed to be skinny.
“Grandpa.” Bai Xiaofeng walked to the old man and smiled and shouted, “I want to buy something.”
The old man opened a slit slightly, looked at him, then waved his hand, and said impatiently, “Buy a hammer and go to the next door to buy it. There are many things in their house, don’t disturb your worries.”
Mom is so happy!
This is the first time I have seen my boss push the door-to-door business out.