Su Xiaoman listened to my question, as if he was aware of something, he tugged tightly on his clothes, and whispered: "That person wants to... let you help change a bed."
Change the bed
Now, I don’t understand. I am a coffin shop. If I want to change my bed, I have to find the furniture sellers. Why do I come to the coffin shop? Isn't this looking for bad luck
No, most people will naturally go directly to the furniture store when they change their beds. Since that person has come to the coffin shop, he naturally has his reason in it.
So I hurriedly asked: "What bed to change? The dead or the living?"
She raised her head and glanced at me, and said, "Listen to that man, it seems like a living person."
Change the bed of a living person
This made me more puzzled, so I asked her what was going on.
She was about to speak, when a figure appeared at the door. It was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He was slightly fattened and had a general belly. He looked like the kind of fat head and big ears, strange, average long. In this way, either the rich or the chef, after all, only these two kinds of people can eat fat.
However, this middle-aged man does not look like a cook or a rich man. The reason is that it is not an exaggeration to describe his clothes as shabby. There are at least seven coats on his coat of unrecognizable natural color. Eight patches, a pair of dark blue jeans was originally dark gray when he wore them, and there were two palm-sized patches on the buttocks, and the belt was a red rope, stained with dirt.
What a strange person.
I murmured, I was about to drive him out, when I heard Su Xiaoman say: "Brother, it's him."
"What's wrong with him?" I wondered.
She said, "It's just that he wants to change beds."
I'm a little confused, I'm all dressed like this, and I still have money to change the bed
This person is not here to entertain me!
This is also no way. There are some lazy people in our town who like to go shopping in their leisure time. The purpose is not to buy things, but to steal something. However, those people wear decent clothes, like this People who dress up are rare.
Right now, I walked over to the man. Before I could speak, I heard the middle-aged man look at me strangely and said, "Are you the boss?"
I didn't speak, but I started to wonder what the middle-aged man meant.
When the middle-aged man saw that I was silent, he asked again, "Are you the boss here?"
I looked at him a few times, and said casually: "Say things directly."
He smiled at me, showing a row of big yellow teeth, and said, "I want to change the bed!"
I was a little impatient, so I said, "Change the bed and go to the furniture store. Why do you come to the coffin shop?"
He seemed to know that I would say this. He walked over and grabbed my arm. I frowned and was about to throw his arm away. His words made me dismiss the idea immediately. He said: "I This bed, even if your master comes, it may not be able to be changed."
I glanced at him again, his voice was a little low, and said: "Uncle, the wind is not afraid of flashing my tongue."
He smiled and said, "You guys, don't you believe me, if you change my bed, how about giving you a golden mountain?"
I want to laugh, this man looks shabby, and the tone of his speech is so big that he can't even solve his own food and clothing. He also threatened to send me Jinshan. Isn't this carrying a horn on the plane? The cowhide is blowing into the sky.
At the moment, I was too lazy to care about him, so I was going to send him away, but at this moment, Su Xiaoman came over, she pulled me, and whispered: "Brother, this man has gold bars."
I don't believe it, just this dress, you can still get gold bars, this is not nonsense.
But, in the next second, I believed it, and I believed it thoroughly.
Because the middle-aged man actually took out three gold bars and raised them in front of me, smiling: "Young man, as long as you can change my bed, you can get these three gold bars."
Wipe, really!
I cursed secretly, took the gold bar from his hand and bit, it was true.
At this time, I couldn’t sit still anymore. First, I returned the gold bar to him tremblingly, and then I looked at him a few times, and then I heard the middle-aged man say: "Young man, are you wondering why I am? Will there be gold bars? Are you wondering why I, who have gold bars, wear so shabby?"
I nodded subconsciously, but kept my eyes on him, telling me intuitively that this middle-aged man may not be as simple as it seems.
The middle-aged man saw that I didn't speak, and smiled: "Young man, don't you ask me to sit on the second floor?"
I ignored him and said directly, "Go! Our shop does not welcome people like you."
I would say this because this middle-aged man typically entertains us, Mad, you say that if you have money, you have money, you have to pretend to be a poor man, do you mean
However, this society is like this, with all kinds of people.
If you guessed correctly, the middle-aged man should have deliberately dressed himself up poorly, and then took out the gold bars to make others envy him, thereby satisfying his vanity. This kind of pretence is often seen in novels.
The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect me to say this. He looked at me incredibly and stammered: "I...I heard you right, did you...let me go?"
"Get out!" I dropped this and walked straight to the second floor, not wanting to talk to him at all.
"Young man, wait, just change the bed, don't give you three gold bars?" The middle-aged man was a little anxious, and took me.
I opened its arms, looked up at the sky, and said, "Do you think there will be pie in the sky?"
He nodded subconsciously.
I said again: "Then do you think I would believe in changing the bed to give three gold bars?"
After that, I opened his arm and said to Su Xiaoman again, "Send off the guest, don't let him come in again."
"Young man, wait, what I said is true, as long as I can change my bed, I will definitely give you three gold bars, no, five bars!" The middle-aged man said as he took out five bars. The gold bullion was placed on the lid of the coffin beside him, and he continued: "Little brother, I, Mr. Chen, have the words to say. The things promised will definitely come true. If you don't believe it, we can sign a contract.
Hearing this, I stopped, turned my head slowly, stared at him for a while, and whispered, "Is there a problem with the bed?"
When he heard this, he looked ecstatic, nodded immediately, and said excitedly: "Little brother, have you ever heard of ghost grabbing rice?"
Ghost grabs rice
Could it be that when he talked about changing the bed, it actually meant that the ghost grabbed food
This thought flashed through, and I stared at him closely for a while, and believed his words in my heart. The reason was that this ghost grabbing food was related to the bed.
The so-called ghost grabbing a meal is literally, grabbing a meal with a ghost. If the reason is stated, it is estimated that many people have experienced it.
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