My master is invincible

Chapter 1805 Yin Yang Rice (9)

Liu Yishou?
Listening to this name, I have a feeling of familiarity, as if I have heard this name somewhere, but for a while, I can't remember it at all.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Wen Xue asked me, "Brother Jiu, do you know my senior brother?"

I shook my head and quickly said, "I don't know."

She stared at me for a while, and said strangely: "Impossible, my senior brother is quite famous in this industry. Generally, everyone who deals with corpses should have heard of this name. When I was chatting with Mr. Gao, he He seems to know my senior brother too."

I smiled, this is really difficult to explain, after all, in the past, I only wanted to be a good Eight Immortals, and I rarely asked outsiders, and I rarely got to know people in this industry.

For me, just do my job well.

At that moment, I took a deep breath, and I was not in the mood to tease Liu, so I asked her, "Then what happened after the morgue?"

Hearing my question, Wen Xue frowned, and said softly: "What else can I do? My senior brother went to my brother, and my brother came up with an idea at that time, saying to add some chemicals directly with sulfuric acid, but , the host family disagreed, and in the end there was no other way but to bury the corpse."

"Ah!" I exclaimed, staring at Wen Xue incredulously, and asked in confusion, "Buried?"

She hummed and said, "Yes, it's buried. You know the customs over there. Burials are more strictly controlled, but I still sneakily dragged the corpse to the countryside in the middle of the night and found a place with decent geomantic omen. , and buried the dead body."

As she said that, she seemed to think of something, her face darkened suddenly, and she asked me: "Brother Jiu, do you know what happened after the burial? You won't believe me if you tell me."

My curiosity was aroused, so I asked her: "What happened?"

She glanced at me, and was about to speak, when the door was pushed open, and a waitress came in with some breakfast, first put the breakfast on the table, and then put a set of tea sets on the table for us .

According to the rules of this hotel, each room will be equipped with a professional tea-serving waiter. Since the two of us wanted to talk about something, I didn't let the waiter stay, so I said to her: "Well, I'm sorry, can you I can't ask you out first."

I don't know what happened to the waiter, but he said to me, "Sir, I'm really sorry, our hotel's rule is that there is a tea waiter in each box, I...I...I can't go out."

"Why?" I stared at her suspiciously. The waiter was sixteen or seventeen years old, and she looked quite pure. Maybe it was because she had just started work not long ago. Her voice trembled when she spoke. If I guessed right, it should be Just graduated from junior high school and came out to work.

With a trembling voice, she said, "Our hotel stipulates that each box has a tea waiter. If I... I... If I go out, the money will be deducted."

Well, I'm drunk too, there are still such rules in this broken teahouse.

To be honest, I originally wanted to continue chatting with the waiter. After all, I wanted to continue chatting with Wen Xue about the mortuary, but Wen Xue said from the side that it was not easy to do a job when she was away from home. , and left the waiter behind.

Regarding this, I had no choice but to sigh deeply, and didn't say anything else, so I ate some breakfast casually with Wen Xue with a sullen head.

Since I kept remembering about the mortuary, I was not in the mood to eat more. After eating for about ten minutes, I couldn't bear the doubts in my heart anymore, so I asked Wen Xue, "Wen Xue, why don't you stop eating?" corpse…."

Before I could finish speaking, Wen Xue gave me a wink, the meaning was obvious, there were outsiders around, so it was hard to elaborate.

However, what I didn't expect was that when the waiter heard the word mortuary, he didn't know what was going on, and sat down next to me, and asked me: "Brother, is the mortuary you mentioned in the office?" A corpse that has been at home for a long time?"

I stared at the waiter in surprise, and asked doubtfully, "You know about mortuary at such a young age?"

She hummed and said softly, "My family used to have a morgue."

As soon as these words came out, not only I was dumbfounded, but Wen Xue was also dumbfounded, and two pairs of eyes stared at the waiter in disbelief.

Seeing the two of us staring at her, the waiter was slightly taken aback, and tremblingly said: "Brother, sister, I...I...Did I say something wrong?"

I shook my head quickly, "No!"

As I said that, I looked at her strangely, and continued: "Is there really a morgue in your house before?"

"Really!" She seemed a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "The morgue in my house is my grandfather. It has been parked at home for two years, and it was only moved out this year during the Qingming Festival."

Now, I completely believed her words.

According to what I mean, continue to ask a few more questions. After all, I know very little about the morgue, and I urgently need to know some news about the morgue.

However, Wen Xue didn't think so, she just shook her head while I was taking advantage of it, telling me not to ask.

To be honest, I was very depressed, I finally met someone who had a mortuary at home, why did I ask him!

This thought flashed through my mind.

Immediately, a question popped up, that is why so many waiters let us meet a waiter who understands mortuary?
This is not right!

Ordinarily, mortuaries are rarely seen in the world, and even fewer people know about mortuaries.

Could it be that we are lucky enough to meet a random person and know how to morgue.

With this in mind, I stared at the waiter for a while without saying a word, and I began to feel a little puzzled about her reason for coming.

Wen Xue was obviously thinking about this, and also stared at the waiter.

The waiter was stared at by us, so he asked me: "Brother, did I say something wrong again?"

I smiled and said, "It's nothing, by the way, how much is this early?"

The waiter looked up at the table, showed a difference, and said, "Brother, you haven't eaten anything yet!"

I smiled and said, "We're already full, help us figure out how much money we have, we have something to go."

The waiter seemed not to have heard my words, and kept staring at the breakfast on the table, until I said how much it was again, the waiter came back to his senses, picked up the list and roughly calculated it, and said: "178 hurry up. "

expensive!
This is the first thought in my mind. If it is normal, I might ask why it is so expensive, but now, I am obviously not in the mood, so I say: "OK!"

While talking, I took out 200 yuan from my pocket and handed it to the waiter.

The moment I took out the renminbi, the waiter fixed his eyes on the renminbi in my hand, and tremblingly said: "Brother, our teahouse does not accept this kind of money."

Hearing this, my face suddenly sank, I stared straight at the waiter and said sullenly, "Who the hell are you?"

(End of this chapter)