"In our age, when I was sixteen, I should support my family. At that time, the two eldest daughters of my second uncle's family were already married. So my parents negotiated and decided to send me to a ghostsmith's house. To learn craftsmanship, it said that it was for me to learn craftsmanship, and that when I was able to support my family, I would marry me a daughter-in-law and inherit the family from the old Zhang family.
I still remember clearly that I arrived at the master’s house on July 8, which is the day after my 16th birthday. I saw the second master in my life that day. His surname was Chen and what his name was. His old man never told me that he was a ghostsmith, known as Carpenter Chen.
The first time I met Master Chen was at his door. The first impression he gave me was that he was energetic, with a Chinese character face, a silver hair, and a green robe. Due to an accident when he was young, he had only half of his right foot. Walking is so inconvenient, a sandalwood cane never leaves.
At that time, my father introduced me to him: Master Chen, this is my son’s seventh day. He was a bit weird when he was born. I heard that your old man knows a little bit of something. I want to entrust him to you so that you can teach him something. It's also good to make money to support the family, you have to beat or scold, whatever you want.
As a result, Master Chen stared at me with a disgusting index finger on my right hand. He said disdainfully that he couldn't teach such a child who was born on someone else's life, and then turned his head and left.
Master Chen hated me and hated me from the very beginning, and I was stunned at the time, not knowing why he hated me, nor did he understand what he meant to be born on someone else's life, so I asked my father why.
My father did not speak, and knelt down to Master Chen, worshiping and crying. In the end, the master still disagreed. Until the evening, my father didn't know what he thought of, so he whispered a few words in Master Chen's ear.
When Master Chen heard this, his face changed drastically, and that evening he asked me to knock him three heads, and asked me to serve him a cup of tea, saying that he was officially accepting me as an apprentice.
I only stayed at Master Chen’s house for three short days. He didn’t teach me anything. He only told me that I was not worthy to learn his art. Then he let me go by myself. The coffin shop opened by my brother, let me follow Brother learns to hit a coffin. When I was leaving, Master Chen stopped and said that I would not use the name of the seventh day of the new year. My five elements were lacking in wood. Just called
Zhang Youmu.
When I arrived at my brother's house, I saw Jia Sidao. He also followed my brother to learn how to fight coffins. The kid Jia Sidao talks a lot and is a clever ghost, very much to my brother's liking.
Let's not talk about him here, let me talk about the situation of my brother first.
The facade of my brother’s coffin shop is his own house. It’s a two-storey small building. The first floor is used to store the coffin and the second floor is where you live. Don’t look at the size of the house. Coffins can make a lot of money.
My brother is about 30 years old, he has a big beard, a fat body, and a dark blue coarse cloth on his body. When I found him, he didn't know that Master Chen had accepted me as an apprentice. However, after I explained my intentions, he didn't doubt it either. He just glanced at me deeply and then glanced at my right index finger.
The brother first asked me to burn the three-pillar fragrance in front of the ancestor Luban, saying that I was going to worship the ancestor. This is a rule and cannot be broken. After paying respect to Master Patriarch, the brother said that his coffin shop does not support idlers. If you want to live here, you have to work hard.
To be honest, I didn’t want to learn any carpentry craftsmanship at that time. For me, a craftsmanship like a ghost craftsman, at best, was to spend money in a small town and want to make a lot of money to cure my second uncle’s paralysis. Obviously Not too possible. Therefore, after I arrived at the coffin shop of the brother, I was perfunctory to what the brother taught.
But this idea didn’t last long, so I changed my opinion, because in the second month after I arrived at the brother’s house, a special guest came to the coffin, and this guest made the brother earn a full 4,000 yuan. Money, you must know that it was the early days of the founding of the People’s Republic of China. The country’s per capita income was only more than 500 yuan, and an ice cube only cost one cent. Many families could not earn that much money in a year.
This shows me the hope of making big money.
At that time, the situation was like this. The senior brother went to the countryside to collect wood and make coffins, and asked Jia Sidao and me to look at the coffin shop.
Because there was no business at the time, Jia Sidao and I played chess in the coffin shop to relieve our boredom. The kid Jia Sidao played chess irregularly, and I always regretted chess if I couldn’t win, haha...
At the end of the day, a woman of about forty came into the coffin shop. She was of medium build. Although she was very old, she was still charming and beautiful.
, The woman was fat, her ass was surprisingly big, she twisted her big ass and walked up and down.
She entered the coffin shop, looked at the two hairy boys, Jia Sidao and me, and asked in a weird tone whether the chief is there.
Jia Sidao and I were playing chess very well, and without taking her seriously, we said that my senior brother went to the countryside to collect timber. The big butt woman responded, and began to walk in the coffin shop with deep meaning, and then asked my brother when he could come back.
We told her that we would be back tomorrow morning at the latest. She uttered a cry, and stopped talking, and walked around in the coffin shop again. Seeing her eyes as if she was looking for something, Jia Sidao asked if she was going to hit the coffin. The woman lowered her voice and asked mysteriously if there is a coffin that can hold seven corpses.
At that time, Jia Sidao and I were immediately confused. The coffin is about one person, one coffin. There is no coffin for seven corpses. We shook our heads and said no. The woman sighed in disappointment, and muttered, it seems that she can only work out.
I didn't understand what she meant, and said that even custom-made coffins can't be used. Jia Sidao was very clever and said, "Why can't you make that kind of coffin? Don't worry about loading seven corpses, eldest sister. It's okay to install seventeen corpses, as long as you pay enough money.
After hearing this, the woman laughed immediately, and hurriedly took out a thousand yuan from her trouser pocket and said, it was so decided, to order a coffin with seven corpses, which is a deposit.
Jia Sidao immediately took the money and wrote her a note. The woman was very happy, and she also paid an extra ten dollars to Jia Sidao and me, and let us hold the flowers.
At about twelve o'clock in the evening, my brother came back. At that time, I was quite afraid of brother, because my brother, who had a zombie face all day long, rarely spoke, let alone laughed at this extravagant expression. Jia Sidao handed over one thousand yuan to my senior, and recounted the matter of the afternoon.
As a result, my senior's face sank, saying nonsense, we don't fight that kind of coffin.
In an instant, I knew that something went wrong. But Jia Sidao was not afraid, and asked why he didn't make a coffin like that. Isn't it just a matter of making the coffin bigger and using more wood, and the other party paid so much money to send home business. There is no reason not to do it.
My senior brother said with a black face, you know what a fart, some coffins cannot be beaten.
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