The shopkeeper's words were concise and to the point: "Expensive."

Everyone returned to the shop again.

The shopkeeper took out the account book: "Lao Jin has been buying goods from me for decades. I know how often he comes to buy things and how much he buys at one time. When we settle the bill, sometimes it takes half a year.

One knot, sometimes once a year."

Several pages of this ledger were dedicated to recording the items purchased by Kim Jong-li, and the shopkeeper pointed them out to everyone.

I remember clearly every time I made an account: what I bought and how much it cost.

Sure enough, the types and quantities of the items are similar, and the prices are also similar. It seems that he replenishes the goods at a relatively fixed rate every time.

Every two months or so, there is an expense of three taels.

The shopkeeper turned to one of the pages, pointed to a record and said: "This is it. In the spring of four years ago, he suddenly came to me to buy things. It was different from usual. He didn't buy many things, but they were all expensive. Okay.

something.”

That time, Kim Jong-li actually spent one hundred and twenty taels of silver.

"Good boy." Liu Sha said, "What is worth so much money?"

The shopkeeper picked up a few items from the counter and showed them to everyone.

"You don't know, sir. Although these products may look similar, they are actually very different."

The shopkeeper held two yellow talismans in his hand. There were symbols on them that no one could understand. At first glance, there was really no difference between them.

Ye Caitang took it, smelled it, and looked at it.

Pointing to one of them, he said, "This one is expensive."

"The girl has good eyesight." The shopkeeper gave a thumbs up, but was a little surprised: "But how did the girl tell that this one is expensive? To be honest, most people can't tell the difference and they all say they look the same."

The shopkeeper looked at Ye Caitang carefully and felt that she did not seem to be of the same kind. She looked at the things in the store with the curious eyes of ordinary people.

Xia Yue felt very strange.

Ye Caitang explained: "The taste is different."

Liu Sha couldn't help but smell it too: "The taste is different."

But he doesn't think this expensive one tastes more noble.

Ye Caitang said: "This smell is the smell of incense in the main hall of Hualong Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. It should have been enshrined in it, and maybe it was consecrated by a master, so it is expensive."

Hualong Temple is the largest Huguo Temple outside the capital, and it is very popular. Although Ye Caitang has not been there because of laziness, Lin Ling and her daughter have been there, and she has smelled this smell.

She smelled another one: "The other one is an ordinary yellow charm. The smell on it is the same as the incense in Kim Jong-li's house, that is, the ordinary incense bought in this store. It is not blessed, so it is cheap."

The shopkeeper was very impressed: "The girl is so careful, it is true. Although they all look the same, the prices vary greatly."

The shopkeeper drew a number and everyone gasped, it was indeed expensive.

The shopkeeper smiled sheepishly and carefully put away the precious yellow talisman: "Ordinary people can't tell the difference, but Lao Jin is an expert and has a good reputation. That time, the things he picked were all very good.

. Real money, I even asked him casually at that time, who is doing this for free, so grand."

Everyone was moved when they heard this, and Xia Yue immediately asked: "What did he say?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "He didn't say anything. Although Lao Jin and I have known each other for many years, he is quite withdrawn and we haven't had much in-depth conversations. We just know that he lives alone, and I don't know what he does with making so much money?"

Take it downstairs, and what’s used downstairs will be different from what’s used above.”

After all, he had been a regular customer for many years, so the news of Kim Jong-li's death still made the shopkeeper very emotional. Even though the most important thing in his line of work was death, he couldn't help but express a few more emotions.

Xia Yue said: "Shopkeeper Zhou, can you confirm the time of Kim Jong-li's purchase and that the items will not be wrong?"

"No." The shopkeeper said immediately: "I am very clear about keeping accounts. Every stroke is clear. It must be good."

"Okay." Xia Yue said, "Then these items must be used for funerals. Can you tell the men, women, and children?"

"Hiss..." The shopkeeper was in a dilemma: "Well, it must be someone who is doing the funeral. But the man and woman... I really can't tell. But it's definitely not the old man or the child."

After a long time, it was very difficult for the shopkeeper to provide this information. Everyone asked a few more questions and then left.

Comparing the figures that Liu Sha asked before, Ye Caitang said: "Kim Jong-li spent more than half a year's income at this time. He is really willing to give up. It seems that this person is very important to him."

It's a pity that I don't know who she is.

But there are still channels to check.

The files of the Ministry of Household Affairs contain the information of every household in the capital. The household registration must be registered at birth and the household registration must be canceled after death. This is the case in every dynasty.

According to the time given by the owner of the coffin shop, look for the death list of canceled accounts around that time.

After all, the capital city is so big. Not to mention the floating population, there is also a large permanent population. Many people are born and die in a day.

Everyone looked at the list of deaths within seven days and felt that this was also a big project.

Men, women, old and young, the capital has a permanent population of approximately 500,000, and the number of deaths per day is around 150.

There are nearly a thousand people in seven days.

Liu Sha took a long breath: "I never noticed before that without war or famine, birth, old age, sickness and death, so many people would die in the capital in one day."

Ye Caitang was not surprised. After all, there were so many people in the capital. She had also come to the Ministry of Household Affairs once before to check whether there was Lin Ling with the same name, so she had a certain understanding of the population of the capital.

In a city with a population of about 500,000, in today's era of backward medical conditions, the mortality rate is only more than ten percent. This mortality rate is not too high, and it can be considered a peaceful and prosperous age.

But if there are ten or a hundred, they can still be checked one by one. If you check these thousands of individuals one by one, you will have to find the year of the monkey, the horse and the month.

"Let's screen them first." Xia Yue said, "Checking them one by one is not the way to go."

After the funeral was completed, Kim Jong-ri continued to send out money. It can be seen that although this man died, he still left behind descendants.

Let's take it as the most common situation. Kim Jong-ri has a lover outside the home. This person is a married woman, so she cannot make it public. However, she left a child after her death, so Kim Jong-ri has been supporting her.
Chapter completed!