My master is invincible

Chapter 1858 Yin Yang Rice (62)

I smiled, and I was not polite to this old guy. After all, he was the one who started the trouble, so I said, "It depends on what you think."

He obviously didn't expect me to say this, and stared at me for a long time before slowly opening his mouth and said: "Yes, he is indeed a leader of the younger generation, to be honest, even if my family Zhenghua didn't tell me, I would know You are such a number one person."

Ok?
Now, it was my turn to be surprised, so I asked him, "How?"

He smiled, and said with a smile: "Everyone in our coffin-carrying business knows that in recent years, there have been two boys who have fled especially, one is Chen Jiu from Hunan, and the other is Wang Muyang from the Northeast. As a representative of contemporary coffin bearers, even I have always wanted to witness your demeanor, but I never expected to meet you today, yes, yes, you are indeed a representative of our south."

Listening to what he said, I didn't speak directly, mainly because I was thinking about what he meant.

As a coffin bearer, I naturally understand some truths. What happened between me and Wang Muyang in the industry of coffin bearers these years is indeed amazing. Gao Lao once told me about this issue.

However, when Uncle Yuan said this, I always felt that this old man had other plans.

Honestly speaking, I have always been unwilling to see our profession of coffin bearers fight among themselves, let alone compete with our colleagues.

However, just because you don't want to fight for some things doesn't mean others won't fight with you.

No, Uncle Yuan saw that I didn't speak, so he spoke again, and he said: "Xiao Jiu, do you think this is okay? We have full power to help you with this funeral. As for money, you can just give it as you see. However, there is something I have to tell you in advance."

I frowned and asked him, "What's the matter?"

He said: "Many people regard you as a representative of the South, but I am a little unconvinced. You also know that I have worked in this industry for many years, and I have some virtues. I always feel that I am overwhelmed by you. Some I'm uncomfortable, how do you think I should relieve my discomfort?"

I get it. Having said so much, this old guy wants to compare himself with me.

But then again, the profession of coffin bearer, that is, handling funerals and carrying coffins, is nothing compared to it at all. Moreover, even if it is really compared, it is impossible to bet on the dead, which is extremely disrespectful to the dead. .

At that moment, I took a deep breath and asked him, "How do you compare?"

He smiled and said, "Isn't there two coffins here? Let's bet on the coffin for the funeral. During the funeral, our two teams will put a bowl of yin and yang rice on top of each coffin, and a bowl of yin and yang rice on top of the yin and yang rice." Blank paper, whoever gets the white paper on top of the coffin, will lose."

Ok?
I thought about it for a while, and what he said is a feasible method, but putting a yin-yang rice on top of the coffin and a piece of white paper on top of the yin-yang rice is quite strict for the coffin-carrying technique. Once the coffin tilts or Shake it, and the white paper must fall to the ground.

What's more, it depends on the weather. If the technology is excellent, the weather is bad, and there is a wind or something, the white paper will definitely fall to the ground.

Uncle Yuan saw that I hadn't spoken, so he spoke again. He said, "Why? Are you afraid?"

I glanced up at him, and said softly, "It's okay to bet, but, have you considered the weather?"

He smiled, looked at me, smiled contemptuously, and said: "Xiao Jiu, if you say that you have only this little ability, I will look down on you. A qualified coffin bearer not only needs to be skilled, but must Knowing yin and yang, understanding gossip, knowing strange gates, knowing armor, knowing faces, and seeing the weather is the beginning skill of us coffin bearers, let alone you don't even have this ability."

Listening to his words, I just feel that my face is very irritable. I can say that I only understand trivial things he said, and I don't know anything about Xiaoqimen and Zhidunjia he said.

At the moment, I squeaked up and didn't speak.

Uncle Yuan smiled and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, he is from the countryside. He really doesn't understand anything."

While speaking, a smile flickered across the corner of his mouth, and he continued: "Look at the night, there is a star in the east, which means that it has been sunny for the past three days, and there are three dark stars accompanying the star, which means that after three days, there will be a star in the sky. It will be cloudy."

As he said that, he glanced at me and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, the weather will be fine for the next six days, so it shouldn't affect our lifting of the coffin, how about it? Do you want to bet on this with me? Of course, if you are timid, I will I don't force you, after all, we are the host, so naturally we have to let you go."

I sneered again and again, this old thing actually even said the trick.

To be honest, if I don't accept his bet this time, I feel that this old guy will never let it go, and even make troubles.

To put it bluntly, this old man takes fame very seriously, otherwise, he wouldn't even want to bet with me.

At that moment, I smiled slightly and asked him, "Where's the bet?"

He laughed, "The bet may be a bit high. I lost. I am willing to quit this business and never touch the coffin bearer again. As for the people who follow me, I can let them all follow you, and even Help you build momentum here in Guangdong, and make you No. 1 in Guangdong in the coffin-bearer industry."

I frowned, the bet was a bit high, so I asked him, "What if I lose?"

He smiled and said: "Have you lost? It's easy. We have the Eight Immortals Palace here. You just need to go to the Eight Immortals Palace here and admit that your skills are not as good as mine. In addition, since you lost, Don't touch the profession of coffin bearer again in your life, and what's more, I want your house in Guangzhou."

I can see that this old guy wants to use this incident to raise his reputation to a higher level. It can even be said that once he wins, this old guy will gain both fame and fortune.

After I weighed it, I didn't dare to jump to conclusions. On the one hand, I don't know much about the customs here, and on the other hand, the golden coffin and Mrs. Yuan are a bit tricky this time, so I'm not sure.

Just as I was dazed for a while, Yuan Zhenghua spoke again, and he said: "Xiao Jiu, you are afraid, you are a representative of our south, if you are afraid like this, I express my disappointment with you. "

As soon as these words came out, the people behind Uncle Yuan began to boo. They basically said that it is better to be famous than to meet each other, and they also said that I have a name for nothing, and I am not qualified to be a coffin bearer at all.

Words like these kept ringing in my ears, which made my heart a little angry, but I still didn’t dare to agree to it casually, mainly because there were too many things involved behind it.

At that moment, I took a deep breath and ignored Uncle, but looked at Yuan Zhenghua and asked him, "Is this what you mean or what your grandma means?"

(End of this chapter)