Chapter 899 The knife loaner comes to the coffin shop
Jiangzhou Fucheng.
As the Wu Zang Taoist Temple became famous in the local area, even the Mingdian store opposite the Taoist temple saw an increase in the number of customers. People nearby would come here first if they wanted to pay homage to their ancestors, visit their graves, buy incense, candles, ingots, or order coffins for funerals.
This is the word-of-mouth effect.
Today is still the same as before, with the lead-mercury Saint's avatar looking after the store, while Jin'an stayed in the Taoist temple to concentrate on his cultivation.
Just when Jin'an's avatar had just sent away several customers who came to buy incense and candles, the sound of iron knocking came from the street. A man carried a bench sharpening stone on his shoulder, with black kitchen knives inserted into the pocket of his body, and he struck back and forth with several kitchen knives in his hand.
, the knife seller who made a clear and sonorous sound came shouting all the way.
Someone called him to sharpen a kitchen knife, so he put down his bench to sharpen the knife for others.
This knife seller has quick movements and superb craftsmanship. He sharpens the kitchen knife in a short while, then carries the bench on his shoulder and continues to shout and bang the kitchen knife. This is also a means of attracting business, so that people can clearly see that his kitchen knives are of high quality.
The forging is excellent and will not break easily.
When the knife seller passed by the door of Ming shop, strangely enough, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the shop, then at the plaque hanging on the door frame, and then at the inside of the shop with an expression on his face.
Confused and puzzled.
Jin An, who was just sending the guests out, saw this scene, clasped his fists and bowed, and asked: "Is something wrong?"
"What a strange thing." The knife seller said to himself at first.
Then he asked Jin An: "This was originally a Yongle coffin shop?"
"Exactly."
"Why did Yongle Coffin Shop change its tactics? What about the original boss Liu here?"
Liu Tao was the previous owner of the coffin shop. When the other party mentioned Liu Tao, Jin An became interested and looked up and down at the knife seller in front of him: "He transferred the shop to me. As for where he went after leaving the coffin shop, I don't know.
It’s clear.”
The knife seller jumped to his feet and yelled: "This grandson borrowed my knife and refused to return it, and also transferred the coffin shop to you?"
Oh? Jin An is even more interested.
"Are you a credit person?" Jin An looked at the other person up and down again.
The folk legend of the knife dealer is very mysterious. The knife dealer never sells knives but only lends them on credit. There are different opinions on this.
Some people say that knife lenders lend knives to poor people and earn interest in the next few years. For example, if you agree on a time, when the trees on the mountain are all green, the knife lender will come to collect the money;
Some people also say that the person who borrows the knife is the descendant of Guiguzi's disciples. He can do divination and predict the future. He can know when prices will skyrocket and make a profit due to poor information. For example, when the number of sheep and cattle in the county exceeds 1,000, the price of rice and noodles will increase several times.
Come back later to collect money and earn the difference in price before and after;
Some people also say that the people who sell knives on credit are not selling knives, but they are taking advantage of the rich and passing on the bloody disaster. It is a bit like picking up red envelopes at the intersection or raising jade jewelry that raises ghosts, which brings bloody disasters. But when you meet this kind of knife dealer,
, it is a lifetime transaction, and once sold, there is no thought of taking it back.
It mainly depends on what kind of person you are, whether you are a poor person, a doubtful person, or a person who takes advantage of others. These three statements capture the psychological characteristics of the three types of people at the bottom.
When Jin An asked him if he was a knife seller, the knife seller nodded with an unlucky look on his face.
Next, the knife creditor asked Jin An if he had seen a kitchen knife when he took over the coffin shop, and he roughly described the kitchen knife.
What he got was Jin An shaking his head.
The person who borrowed the knife was so angry that he jumped up and cursed again, scolding Liu Tao for even daring to pay the person who borrowed the knife. He really thought his life was too long.
I don't know if his words were angry or threatening.
The person who borrowed the knife refused to give up and asked Jin An about Liu Tao's whereabouts. Jin An still shook his head. He only knew that Liu Tao sold the coffin shop and left the city directly and returned to his hometown. As for where Liu Tao's hometown is, he really didn't know.
Jin An asked curiously: "You guys who sell knives on credit don't usually encounter people like this who run away halfway?"
The person who borrowed the knife said with a black face: "Yes, there are, but it's rare. Who would give up their family business and leave their hometown easily, just to waste a kitchen knife."
When Jin An heard this, he thought it made sense.
I also asked what the credit card dealer would do if he ran away after a bad debt. The credit card dealer was helpless and said what else he could do. He could only admit that he was unlucky. Fortunately, in their business, they sold low prices and high interest rates, and earned the next three days.
With profits every year and five years, we can afford losses if we occasionally encounter defaults.
It was a rare encounter with a folk who borrowed knives on credit, so Jin An asked about various legends about people who borrowed knives on credit. For example, among the three legends circulated among the people, which one is the real person who borrowed knives on credit?
The person who borrowed the knife in front of him did not answer Jin An's question, but chatted absentmindedly for a few words and then left.
Jin An stared at the back of the person who borrowed the knife for a while, showing a thoughtful expression, and then returned to the Ming shop to receive new customers.
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The night fell silent, and the lights of thousands of houses were extinguished.
An inn in Fucheng.
Jin An Hun'er walked through the wall and stone, floating in the air, looking at the knife owner lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, with thoughtful eyes. Could it be that he was really paranoid?
His soul stayed with the knife dealer for a day. During that day, the knife dealer was normal, walking around the streets doing business, and at night he found the cheapest inn to stay. But during the day, he did business with the knife dealer.
People are just ordinary people.
However, Jin An did not take things lightly that might involve Burao Mountain. He did not hesitate for long and planned to go into a dream to see what kind of person this knife loaner was.
Just when Jin An was about to fall asleep, suddenly, the man who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, but at this time, his eyes were different from those during the day, with a sarcastic sneer after the conspiracy had succeeded.
The man with the credit knife rolled over and sat up, pushed open the window on the second floor, and climbed onto the roof as lightly as a swallow. Taking advantage of the thick darkness of the night, he leaped over the rooftops and quickly approached in the direction of the Five Zang Taoist Temple.
Kick!
After landing on the soles of his feet, the man who borrowed the knife turned back and took a cold look at the Wu Zang Taoist Temple with its door closed, and then swaggered into the Ming shop.
In the Ming shop, Jin An was lying on the counter, seemingly asleep. Only the dim lamp oil was crackling and burning in the Ming shop. A few mosquitoes were flying around the lamp oil, and they seemed to be keenly aware of the danger when they saw the person who borrowed the knife enter the Ming shop.
The breaths flew out of Mingdian one after another.
These nature spirits are far more sensitive than humans, especially when it comes to danger.
The cold sneer in the knife owner's eyes became even stronger when he saw that the soul had not returned to its original position and had lost the ability to resist.
Next, he found a shovel from Ming's shop, cut through the stone tiles on the ground, and dug a hole.
The man who borrowed the knife was very strong. The shovel flew up and down in his hand, and soon he dug a big hole, with several circles of soil piled up on the ground.
After digging all the way, he finally dug up the black coffin buried under the ground of Mingdian. The black coffin was filled with ink lines and had yellow talismans to isolate the corpse.
After digging for about two feet, the person with a credit knife finally dug to the bottom. Under the black coffin was a bench covered with dirt and dust, and on top of the bench was a sea bowl. This sea bowl was used to collect water.
The corpse water dripping from the coffin.
However, the corpse water was not dark and stinky, but bright red and bloody, as if it had just been bled from the human body.
The person who borrowed the knife glanced at the half-bowl of corpse water, frowned, seemed suspicious, and then prepared to open the coffin, intending to get the refined corpse in the black coffin...
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Ps: I have a terrible headache at night, feel dizzy, and feel short-tempered. I’m sorry, sorry, sorry. I would like to offer you three bows. Only by bowing to exhaustion and exhausting yourself can you show your ambition QAQ...