Chapter 261: Lever Room, Child

At the end of June, several people from the lever room came to Jingxia Street. These people all had bulging shoulders, and at a glance, they were laborers who often lifted heavy objects.

What heavy objects are in the lever room? Except for the dead-heavy corpses, there are only the coffins that hold the corpses.

When several people came to Jingxia Street, they saw their former peers. In front of the funeral shops on the whole street, they were all filled with beautiful flowers. When people walked in front, there was a fragrant and refreshing flower fragrance everywhere.

If it weren't for the fact that those flowers were all elegant colors like white, yellow, and black, who would think this was a funeral street?

When the people from the lever room came, Xu Qing was still in the coffin shop at the end of the street, taking the homemade spray bottle to spray water on the spider plants.

Xu Qing was not afraid of the coffin being damp. Those coffins were painted with fire-avoidance talismans, the lacquer surface was waterproof, and the layout of the entire coffin shop was also very interesting.

Facing the door, there was a clear-lacquer big coffin that suppressed the shop. Entering the shop door, there were everything on the ground, hanging on the beams, and standing in the corners. No matter what model of coffin, you could find a suitable one from inside to outside!

In order to cover up the smell of lacquer and the smell of old wood, Xu Qing raised flowers and planted flowers, taking care of the flower seeds obtained from the garden old man. Two years later, the seeds were collected several times, and the whole street was colorful.

With this scene, the name of Shopkeeper Xu had recognition again.

People know that there is a funeral master who loves flowers on Jingxia Street. If it were changed to another place, so many flowers placed on the roadside and door would inevitably attract some people with unclean hands and feet to steal flowers. But the flowers on Jingxia Street, even if placed on the roadside wild land, no one moved them to their own homes.

Not to mention moving flowers, occasionally a naughty child picked a flower and put it on his head. When he returned home, his parents asked casually, where did you pick this flower? The child bubbled with snot and said: "Jingxia Street, the flowers there are so beautiful."

After the child finished speaking, a meal of bamboo shoots fried in meat was indispensable.

"Beautiful, I let you be beautiful! That is the flower of the dead, you dare to bring it home, and you are not afraid of bad luck. Don't go to Jingxia Street in the future, remember?"

In this way, the scenery of Jingxia Street became more and more unique.

Xu Qing was happy to see it. Who would have thought that a zombie would be so elegant, not only passed the scholar exam, but also loved to plant flowers and raise flowers.

This matter is said out, no one believes it!

And on Jingxia Street, Xu Qing was cultivating his body and nature, taking care of the flowers in the coffin shop, when Sha Zhu ran over in a hurry, saying that a lot of people came from the lever room and wanted to talk to him!

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows and didn't take it seriously, continuing to spray his flowers there.

"You didn't ask them what exactly they were looking for?"

"I asked, these people didn't say, just said they wanted to see the shopkeeper of the Wugong Shop, I didn't tell them the master was here..." Sha Zhu was stupid before, but since he opened his wisdom, he not only was not stupid, but also knew how to read and write, and even understood a lot about the classics and articles.

Besides these, Sha Zhu learned more and more from Xu Qing while practicing martial arts by Xu Qing's side. Compared with Wang Liang, Sha Zhu, who stayed on Jingxia Street, learned more and more from Xu Qing.

Over the past few years, Sha Zhu's martial arts progress has also reached the realm of condensing gang.

This is inseparable from Sha Zhu's diligence and love for learning, and it is also inseparable from the spiritual pills and medicines that Xu Qing often gave him.

"Stupid people have stupid blessings." Many pills transcended from the dead are useless to zombies, so they are cheap for the small animals in the Cat Immortal Hall, and horse-riding disciples like Tie Zhu.

"There have been quite a few peers who have left Linjiang County in the past two years. Now there are only two funeral lines in the city, one is ours, and the other is the lever room." Xu Qing put away the spray bottle and pondered: "Calculate the time, it's almost time. You go and invite them over."

Although Sha Zhu is not stupid, he still didn't quite understand Xu Qing's meaning, but the master is always the master, and he, the student, only needs to listen and do it!

"Okay! I'll go!"

The leader of the lever room is named Zhuang Laoshi. This person is short and has wheat-colored skin. He is sturdy and durable. At a glance, he is an old hand who has done heavy work.

As soon as Zhuang Laoshi entered the door of the coffin shop, he smelled a special smell. This smell was not the wood smell of the coffin, nor the incense candle paper money smell unique to the funeral shop, but a smell that only exists in the deep mountains.

Elegant, fragrant, with a slight clear and moist coolness. If you have to talk about it, it is probably the smell you smell in the courtyard when you open the door early in the morning after a night of rain in the spring.

Looking into the shop again, all kinds of flowers and plants were placed along the road made of coffins. Several spider plants were hung on the beams at both ends. In the middle of the beams, a two-layer thick coffin was just hanging.

Elegant, too elegant!

Even Zhuang Laoshi, who had been in the funeral business for nearly thirty years, had never seen this scene.

Approaching the coffin shop, Zhuang Laoshi saw Shopkeeper Xu wearing a green collar and white shirt.

Twenty-something, a white-faced young man. Looking at his bearing again, he is not like these rough men who carry coffins at all, but really like a master who performs rituals.

This is judging people by their appearance. Xu Qing, apart from performing rituals, has done a lot of things like carrying coffins, digging graves, and digging tombs!

"So it is Zhuang Gangshou of the lever room, and Wang Bu'er, Li Metropolitan Graduate, I have heard of your names for a long time."

Xu Qing saw the guests and immediately called out the names of several guests.

Zhuang Laoshi was surprised in his heart and couldn't help asking: "Although I and Shopkeeper Xu are peers, this should be the first time we have met. How does Shopkeeper Xu know us?"

Xu Qing smiled: "The more peers, the more you need to understand. Although you haven't seen me, I have stopped on the street more than once to watch the scene of you carrying coffins and sending funerals."

"I have also heard of the Eight Great Vajras under Zhuang Gangshou, who can carry a thousand-catty coffin."

Zhuang Laoshi's face turned slightly red when he heard this. They have so many people in the lever room, and their reputation is not bad, but in

This is the advantage of monopolizing an industrial chain; although the funeral parlor also has paper offerings and incense, they are far from as good as those from the paper-offering shop on Jingxia Street.

Besides low prices and high volume, the publicity notices for the mortuary shop are also extremely impressive!

Notices at the city gate towers and the vegetable market, advertisements inserted into storytelling at teahouses—is this something a human could come up with?

The key is that someone actually figured it out!

The notice boards outside the city gates and the posters at the vegetable market are nothing, but having the teahouse storyteller—a person who makes others laugh—use his mouth to insert funeral advertisements is something only a truly unscrupulous person could think of.

This idea is too evil, too eccentric, and what's more fatal is that the patrons and listeners in the teahouse actually buy into it!

The trick inside is also very simple: the storyteller is there to make people laugh, and he says whatever comes to mind anyway, with banter being a daily routine; the usually unlucky topic of death becomes a little bit of entertainment, and regular customers get used to it, even wishing for such a segment in the middle, and after everyone laughs and scolds a few words, it's over, and they aren't truly angry; on the contrary, it subtly deepens their impression of Jingxia Street.

Today, when Zhuang Laoshi passed by the teahouse, they were still talking about Shopkeeper Xu's business inside!

Zhuang Laoshi had something on his mind at the time and stood at the entrance to listen for a while, and heard the storyteller say: "Speaking of the dead, everyone feels it's unlucky, but birth, aging, sickness, and death are things everyone will experience sooner or later, so there is no need to fear them like a tiger. For example, our Linjiang County has such a brand: the Xu Shop."