My master is invincible

Chapter 1800 Yin Yang Rice (4)

When the old lady Yuan saw me kneeling down, her expression froze, she stared at me meaningfully, and a smile appeared on her creased cheeks.

"Why are you kneeling?" Seeing me kneeling, Chen Mu quickly asked.

I turned my head and glanced at her, but without saying a word, I cupped my fists at Mrs. Yuan. It is worth mentioning that there is a particularity to this kind of fist cupping, which requires the left hand to be the palm and the right hand to be the fist, and kneeling is not Kneel with both feet, but the right foot is kneeling and the left foot is at ninety degrees.

What surprised me was that when the old lady Yuan saw me like this, she immediately knelt down like me and knelt down towards me.

In an instant, the two of us faced each other and knelt down.

Seeing this, I smiled slightly. It seems that this old lady Yuan also worked as a coffin bearer before, and she is still very old. Otherwise, she would not be able to know this ceremony.

And we kneel this time, in the eyes of our coffin bearers, this etiquette is called salutation.

According to the "Book of Rites", kneeling and worshiping it is a great gift.In ancient times, the profession of coffin bearers was quite sacred, so the etiquette we performed was also quite grand, and this kind of salute was usually performed when coffin bearers met each other.

However, what puzzles me is that at this old lady Yuan's age, it was at least 20 years ago that she wanted to be a coffin bearer, or even longer.

And in the era, although women held up half the sky, the idea of ​​patriarchy over women has always been deeply rooted among the people. How did she become a coffin bearer as a woman?
Really incredible.

However, right now, I don't have much time to think about it, so I quickly answered the old lady Yuan's previous question, and said, "My boy has entered five autumns and winters, and he belongs to the Taoist Eight Immortals Palace, and he worships..."

I thought about it for a while. Earlier, Mrs. Yuan asked me which god I worshiped. According to my initial thought, I told her directly that I worshiped the Eight Immortals of Taoism.

However, this does not meet the simple question of our coffin bearer. To put it bluntly, there can only be one god to answer the simple question of our coffin bearer.

So, after a little deliberation, I said, "Lu Zu."

As soon as the words finished, Chen Mu translated on the side.

After hearing this, the old lady Yuan's face changed slightly, she stared at me for a while, smiled, and said a few words, only four words were translated by Chen Mu, Lu Zu is good.

After saying that, Mrs. Yuan saluted me and got up slowly.

Seeing this, I also got up.

After the old lady Yuan got up, she didn't speak any more, but walked straight towards the food at the table, first drew a circle around the food with her right index finger, and then reached out and tapped at the place where the food intersected.

Looking at her actions, I didn't quite understand. However, since the old man did this, there is naturally her reason in it, so I didn't say anything.

However, what I didn't expect was that after the old lady Yuan finished cooking, she brought a bowl of water over, took a sip first, and then spit it out over the food.

Seeing this movement, I frowned slightly, and was about to speak when I heard Mrs. Yuan say a few words.

Translated by Chen Mu, it means, "Mrs. Yuan said that if you want to eat this yin-yang meal, you must first accept the food from the master's family. Otherwise, the meal may not be so delicious."

When I heard it, what kind of etiquette is this? How can you spit on the yin and yang rice? Isn't that insulting?

Then Mrs. Yuan should have seen my doubts, and said a few more words, roughly meaning that the reason why her old man did it was because when her old man died, some evil things happened, and she spit on the yin and yang rice. Water, in fact, made her old man look at me differently.

Hearing this, I really don't know what to say, but the old man has a lot of manners, presumably, the old man didn't mean to make things difficult for me.

Furthermore, when Mrs. Yuan said this, her expression was extremely flat.

Just as I was dazed for a while, the old lady Yuan made another move. She first took out 500 yuan and stuffed it into the red envelope, then put the red envelope on the Yin Yang rice, and whispered a few words in Cantonese.

I quickly looked over at Chen Mu and asked her, "What did the old man say?"

She frowned slightly, and said softly: "Old Madam Yuan said, as long as you can handle this matter well, she is willing to give you this house."

I'm a little confused, what does this mean? Why do I want a house in this place as a Hunanese?

Besides, this house is dilapidated, even if it is given to me, it is useless!

I was not polite, so I told Chen Mu what was in my heart.

As soon as the words fell, Chen Mu stared at me for a full minute. I asked her what was wrong, and what she said made me completely confused.

She said: "Chen Jiu, do you know how much Mrs. Yuan's house is worth? Let me tell you, her grandson asked for this house several times, but she was not willing to give it to her, saying that the house belonged to her." The inheritance left by the old man, and now she is willing to give you this house as a reward, you...you...you actually..."

At the end, she stomped her feet angrily.

Now, I was even more confused. She talked for a long time, but she didn't say how much the house was worth.

So, I tentatively asked, "How much is it worth?"

She gave me a blank look, stretched out five fingers and raised them in front of me.

I said tentatively, "Five thousand?"

"You...you...you really are a bumpkin, the demolition cost of this house is at least 500 million." Chen Mu said angrily.

"Ah!" I exclaimed, staring at Chen Mu, trembling: "Five...five...500 million."

She nodded and said angrily: "You think this house is worthless, but the land is valuable. If you look at the surrounding area, it is full of tall buildings and big summers. This is the only place that is missing. I heard people say that it is not worth it. In three years, this position will definitely be demolished, and once it is demolished, you will be waiting to count the money!"

Hearing this, I was so shocked that I was completely speechless.

My god, this dilapidated house is worth 500 million yuan. No wonder the people in the city live so richly. After a long time of tinkering, there is still such a routine in the city.

Wait, something is wrong.

According to everything I know, the task Mrs. Yuan entrusted to me is very likely to get the morgue out of her old man's house.

To be honest, this matter is not difficult, even if the corpse has been buried for three years, it is not difficult to get it out. In other words, this job is definitely not worth the figure of 500 million.

So, without any hesitation, I immediately asked this doubt.

That Chen Mu didn't answer my question, but muttered a few words to Mrs. Yuan, and soon, Chen Mu looked at me and said to me: "Mrs. Yuan said that this activity is worth 500 million yuan. It depends on whether you dare to accept it or not."

I was completely stunned. What kind of job is this? It is worth 500 million yuan. You must know that I have been in the industry for so long, and I have never taken such a valuable job!
For a while, I didn't even dare to exhale, and stared straight at Mrs. Yuan, wanting to see something from her old man's face. After all, with a lot of money, it is naturally accompanied by high risks, just like a certain As a famous person said, all the ways to make big money are written in the law.

And now Mrs. Yuan actually entrusts me with a job worth 500 million yuan. The risk is completely conceivable.

(End of this chapter)