Chapter 28 The tall Buddhist shop
Cai Gen was sitting in the passenger seat, smoking a cigarette, thinking about what the master had just said, bad luck, enemies and creditors, burning ingots, transshipment, these vocabulary words were all unfamiliar to Cai Gen, so he took his mobile phone and started to look them up.
My wife's car didn't drive very fast, but it was very smooth, but she held the steering wheel with both hands so hard that her hands turned white.
We were far away from the village, and my wife suddenly asked,
"Husband, did you really see many people in the master's yard?"
Cai Gen was stunned when his wife asked him. Shouldn't he be thinking about the burning of ingots by his enemies and creditors at this time? Why do you care about other people’s yards?
"Yes, there are a lot of people, probably hundreds. What happened, didn't you see?"
My wife’s hand on the steering wheel turned even whiter. She tried her best to control her emotions and continued,
"I didn't see it, and it seems that the master didn't see it either. There should be very few people who can see it."
What does this mean? Cai Gen was confused. I can see supernatural things. I have told you before. Is there anything strange?
"I saw it in the store the day before yesterday, and I also saw it in the store yesterday. You know, is it weird?"
My wife seemed unwilling to explain too much, maybe she was afraid that Cai Gen would be scared, or maybe she didn’t know, so she just said perfunctorily,
"The last few times you saw it, it was all at night, the firepower was low, and having yin and yang eyes is nothing."
That's it, it turns out they were weird about this thing. Cai Gen knew that it shouldn't be a big deal, otherwise his wife would tell him,
"If you see it, just see it. Listen to the master and burn some ingots."
His wife was concentrating on driving and did not answer Cai Gen. The two fell into silence.
Returning to the city was obviously much slower than when we went to the master's house. My wife might also be thinking about this.
Cai Gen had finished his cigarettes and had not yet arrived at the Taiping Temple. He once suggested stopping to buy cigarettes, but his wife refused.
Then he started the daily nagging mode, about why smoking is bad, why he didn’t make enough money and his body was still in trouble, blah blah blah, blah blah.
Cai Gen didn't dare to refute, but he had a theory about his wife asking him to quit smoking. He had been with his partner for 20 years, so he just said no?
That is too inhumane. Therefore, Cai Gen is a person who values emotions and will not abandon his partner who has been with him for 20 years or quit smoking.
There is another core point: a man can't cry all the time, so he needs to smoke.
This is considered a distribution center for this small city,
Those who cannot go to the cemetery on the 15th day of the Qingming Festival come here to burn paper.
Also because the online shops on both sides of the Taiping Temple are Buddhist shops and paper-making shops. They are all funeral businesses. They are very crowded and provide one-stop service with a very complete range.
Cai Gen sat in the car and looked at the small shops one after another. The decorations at the door represented the genre.
I can’t tell the difference very clearly. People can only shake their heads and smile bitterly.
The car stopped at the address on the business card. Cai Gen and his wife got out of the car,
This large outlet is decorated like a 4S store. The plaque reads "Li Juan Buddha Store". Is Li Juan very famous?
But what attracts Cai Gen even more are the two cars parked in front of the store, a BMW Z4 and a Buick GL8, haha,
One for private use and one for public use, tasteful, this Li Juan should be very famous.
But the bumper of the BMW Z4 looks familiar. It should be the one that hit the delivery rider this morning. What a coincidence. I was secretly sad. Compared with this big outlet, Cai Gen's small shop is just a roadside snack shop, and it's still a fast food shop.
When he followed his wife into the store, Cai Gen was even more surprised. There were no Buddha statues, paper money or anything else inside. Picture albums were hung neatly on the wall, and there was a TV that played product displays of various funeral supplies, Buddha statues and other products.
There are two rows of large sofas and a large coffee table. It doesn't look like a Buddhist shop, but like the reception room of some high-tech company.
A girl in professional attire came up to her. She was very polite and enthusiastic. She gave up her seat first, then started pouring water, and finally asked,
"Boy, what do you need?"
Is this a Buddhist shop? Was it trained in accordance with the bank's excellent service standards?
Cai Gen was confused. Was he really stupid in that small shop? The world outside is changing so fast.
The wife took out her business card and explained her purpose of coming. The girl looked at the business card and seemed to recognize her.
"Wang Nai called my mother and said that she is an important guest and wants a discount. My mother is not at home, but it doesn't matter if I am here. What are you doing?"
My wife was a little surprised when she heard that the master's surname was Wang. She knew it, but she didn't know why he became an important guest. Wouldn't it be better to give him a discount?
"Let's buy Yuanbao, 100,000 yuan, to answer our enemies and creditors."
"Oh, normally ingots are 5 cents each, 5,000 yuan for 100,000 yuan, but Wang Nai has spoken and will sell them to you at a cost of 2 cents each, a total of 2,000 yuan. Are you looking for a location, or can it be anywhere?"
In one sentence, 3,000 yuan was wiped out? How much face? Also, is there such a huge profit from selling ingots? Cai Gen listened even more confused.
But my wife remained calm and said with a smile,
"Thank you very much. We don't have a fixed place. We can do it anywhere. What do you usually do?"
The girl is very familiar with the business and explained the process very fluently,
"Then at 8 o'clock in the evening, come to the gate of Taiping Temple. Just come. Don't forget to bring the things Wang Nai gave you. We are responsible for delivering the goods, cooking, and helping answer the questions. Originally, these required 500 yuan in labor. Wang Nai has spoken, please leave your contact information.”
Another sentence wiped out 500 yuan. Cai Gen suspected that the master thought that his bones were extraordinary and wanted to accept him as his direct disciple?
My wife took the pen and paper, wrote down Cai Gen’s mobile phone number, and was about to go out. Cai Gen pulled her,
"Don't you want to pay me first?"
The girl heard it and said,
"Brother, no need, just pay it after you finish the work."
The wife smiled at the girl and took Cai Gen out. When they got to the car, Cai Gen was still struggling with the matter of giving money first.
"They don't collect money first. What if they burn it all and default on the bill?"
My wife skillfully lit the ignition and drove the car, explaining it to Cai Gen,
"Why don't you understand? No one dares to default on such a thing, and no one makes fun of such a thing."
Well, that's right when you think about it. Who has nothing to do to make fun of something like this? If you still can't hide, isn't that a disease?
"Wife, are you coming tonight or should we come together?"
This is the answer to one of the two choices. Eliminate the option of Cai Gen himself, because Cai Gen really doesn’t want to do such a thing by himself, and is a little scared, especially since he can see everything.
(End of chapter)