Chapter 242 Descendants Changlong
Cheng Ming came to the altar and checked repeatedly to confirm that it was correct, and asked Ergou curiously.
“Why does this kind of wood emit such a strange fragrance?”
“Because this altar was previously made of wood from a special fairy tree.” Ergouzi explained. .
"Fairy tree?"
"It's the fairy tree in the village. We used to worship every solar term and enjoyed the fragrance of our village for many years."
Is the osmanthus tree a fairy tree?
This is the first time Cheng Ming has seen such a legend.
Is it because it carries this strange fragrance that it is worshiped by the villagers?
But Ergou immediately talked about it.
"Actually, at the beginning, the fairy tree didn't have that kind of fragrance. It was no different from ordinary osmanthus."
Cheng Ming:?
Then how did it come about
"Later, in the first two years, I don't know what happened, the fairy tree gradually exuded this fragrance, and then not long after, it... died. ”
“Ah this.”
Cheng Ming didn't expect that the intention would develop like this, which was really unexpected.
Why does it start to emit fragrance and then die?
This question is probably difficult to answer.
“Later, the goddess in the village, my third aunt, said that the wood of the fairy tree can ward off evil spirits and can also bless future generations. She also asked every household to use it to make shrines, altars, etc. "Furniture"
It turns out that this is the origin of these strange-scented furniture.
Cheng Ming took a closer look at the altar, and saw that it didn't use a single nail. It was all a mortise-and-tenon structure, and it was completely unpainted, probably to maintain the purity of the divinity.
This is just right for Cheng Ming.
If it was painted or something, he would have to deal with it when he took it back, which would waste a lot of money.
But whether we can win this is still unknown.
Cheng Ming said with a smile: "Brother Ergou, I don't know about your shrine."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ergou's exclamation: "Damn it, Boss Cheng, you probably want to buy my altar, right? This thing is not for sale."
" This is a tool for worshiping and enshrining ancestors. How can it be..."
"One hundred thousand." Cheng Ming interrupted Er Gou, and he looked at Er Gou sincerely.
"How about I pay you 100,000 yuan to buy this altar for you?"
Ergou was stunned.
Wei Wei said excitedly: "In principle, it cannot be sold, but then again, my altar has been used for the past two years, and it is indeed a bit old. I want to replace it with my ancestors, which can be considered as a filial piety."
< br>The two of them laughed tacitly.
But at this time Ergou was very shocked.
He originally thought that Cheng Ming was a small lumber boss, but he never expected that he would earn one hundred thousand as soon as he exported it!
Just looking to buy a small table.
This is too much beyond Ergou's understanding.
So, do timber merchants make money like this?
At the same time, he felt a little regretful. Did he agree too early? The boss was so willing to raise the price. Maybe it would be okay if he increased the price?
But thinking about it, Ergou would not be able to do this.
Although he has no education, he doesn't bother to do such stupid things.
However, every household in the village has shrine furniture made of cinnamon wood. This is a special medicine!
If you want to encounter the same medicinal materials again in the future, it will probably be difficult to get another chance!
It is not easy for Cheng Ming to travel hundreds of kilometers, so naturally he wants to take all the medicinal materials away.
After thinking about it for a while, Cheng Ming came up with this idea.
But Ergou said that this may be a bit difficult.
"Boss Cheng, this may not be easy." Ergou said.
“How do you say it?” “I am willing to sell it to you because I am young and I don’t have that kind of nagging concept, and I am not so rigid.”
< br>Cheng Ming nodded while listening.
Er Gou is indeed not rigid. He agreed immediately as soon as he was offered one hundred thousand yuan.
"But the other households in the village currently have old men and women in their fifties and sixties. Many of these people are very stubborn. They believe that the fairy tree can bless future generations and make the family prosperous, I'm afraid."
"Don't they want to sell it for 100,000 yuan?" Cheng Ming was a little doubtful.
"It's not a matter of money." Ergou said, "And don't think our village is very remote, but in fact many young people in the family have bought houses in big cities outside, and they are not very short of money. . Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just talk about my family. If I hadn’t been sleeping at home and didn’t have much money, I probably wouldn’t have been willing to do it.”
One hundred thousand won’t do it?
When the time comes, it won’t be a problem to pay 200,000 or 500,000.
Cheng Ming didn't believe it. One hundred thousand couldn't impress them, but one million wouldn't do it?
Anyway, Qian Chengming has plenty.
"Brother Ergou, can you take me to talk to the villagers? Don't worry, I will give you certain benefits after the matter is completed." Cheng Ming said.
Er Gou’s eyes lit up when he heard that there were “benefits”.
Although he felt that the possibility of closing the deal was unlikely, it was good to give it a try. What if it happened?
"Okay! Let's go to my third uncle's house first, shall we? You just helped my third uncle. If you go there now and it's easier to talk to him, maybe he can sell it to you directly." Ergou said.
Actually, he didn't think so in his heart.
After all, he knows the character of his third uncle very well, and he is a very paranoid person.
And cares very much about tradition.
The possibility is really slim.
But the problem is that Third Uncle is quite prestigious among the older generation in the village, and many old people are willing to listen to what Third Uncle has to say.
And another very important point is that Ergou’s third aunt is the goddess in the village.
What is a Goddess?
As for matters such as offering sacrifices to ancestors, his third aunt is basically in charge of it. Usually, every household will ask his third aunt to figure out anything.
It was his third aunt who said that the fairy tree can protect his descendants.
If his third aunt said it could be sold, things would be much easier!
“Okay.”
As Cheng Ming agreed, the two stood up and walked towards the house next door.
When they arrived at Ergou’s third uncle’s house, his third uncle happened to be riding a tricycle back. The tricycle and the firewood on it were wet and dirty. Apparently he had just asked someone to fish the tricycle out of the field. .
“Third uncle!” Ergou greeted his third uncle with a smile.
San Bo glanced at him, then looked at Cheng Ming who was following behind, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
But soon, he turned around and went to the tea table next to him, pouring a cup of tea for Cheng Ming and Er Gou.
Er Gou was also very rude and led Cheng Ming to sit down in front of the coffee table.
“Er Gou is here?”
A hoarse voice came from the room, and an old woman with pure white hair came out.
Seeing this woman, Cheng Ming felt a little inconsistent at first, because she didn't look that old, but her hair was all white, not a single black one.
“Third Aunt!”
Er Gou greeted her and introduced Cheng Ming to her.
“This is Boss Cheng, a timber businessman. Just now, San Bo fell down on the roadside. Boss Cheng lifted up the tricycle and saved San Bo.”
In order to show Cheng Ming's righteous deed, Ergou deliberately exaggerated the situation just now.
In fact, his third uncle's condition would be fine even if it lasted for a while. Calling two or three strong men from the village would probably be able to pull him up.
Say this way it will appear that Cheng Ming’s help to his third uncle is very important.
It will also be more conducive to what they want to talk about next.
(End of this chapter)