pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 653
The light singing workshop is on fire, and the coffin shop in the east of the city is also on fire!

A month ago, Song Qingge withdrew many new sacrificial objects and made a lot of money, but the coffin shop in the east of the city became popular entirely by selling coffins.

"What's going on? Why have so many people died in the Yamen recently?"

Song Qingge asked Huang Liman to come out for tea, and wanted to ask her about the cloth workshop, but saw a long queue on the street, with many coffins being carried out of the city.

Hearing the comments from the people around him, these were all carried out from the yamen, just in time to see Huang Liman, and asked curiously.

"I don't know the specifics, but I heard from your aunt two days ago that the yamen has caught many bandits. My father has been busy with this matter. It seems that the beheaded prisoners in the yamen have no family members to claim them. I will give you money to buy a coffin and bury it in the Western Hills."

Generally, the beheaded prisoners at the Yamen have no one to collect their bodies, and they are thrown directly into mass graves.

However, Jiuhongcheng has been taking the money from Huangzhi County, saying that people should be decent no matter what they die, and they have won a lot of good reputation for this.

Song Qingge and Huang Liman were sitting in the accordion by the window of the tea house. Huang Liman had just finished speaking when she saw a coffin being carried.

The coffin is the simplest kind. The one in the east of the city sells it cheaply, and a pair of coffins costs [-] cent. The shopkeeper Guo said that the coffins are not strong and have fallen to pieces.

At this moment, the coffin was being carried by eight people, and the coffin bearers walked tremblingly, as if every step was strenuous.

"How many people are in the coffin?" Song Qingge wondered. It stands to reason that the coffin was sinking, and it would be easy for eight people to lift it, but at the moment they looked very tired.

"The coffins are only ten dollars a pair, and my father can afford to buy tens of thousands of people. There is no need for a coffin to hold a few people?" Huang Liman also felt strange when she looked at it, and smiled after a while: "Maybe the inside Pretending to be a big fat man."

Song Qingge also smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, looking away from the window, "Speaking of business, can you find someone to help me find out about Song's cloth shop?"

"The cloth workshop? Are you planning to take over the cloth dyeing workshop next? Then you will give me some beautiful cloth." Huang Liman joked.

"As long as you help me investigate, you can send as much cloth as you want."

Song Qingge had too few people available in Jiuhong City, so she had to rely on Huang Liman.

Naturally, Huang Liman was not short of a few pieces of cloth, she was just joking, but suddenly thought of something, she raised her eyebrows, "If you want to attack the cloth dyeing workshop, I can find someone to help you."

"Oh? Who did the cloth dyeing workshop offend?" Song Qingge was a little curious.

"You don't know yet, your cheap aunt, my eighth aunt, the man she married was the steward of your cloth dyeing workshop."

Xiao Jinyu became the eighth aunt of Huangzhi County as she wished, and is now very favored.

"Huh? Wasn't her original man's surname Feng? He was the housekeeper of the dyeing cloth workshop?" Shen Nian'en told her when she was in Niutou Village that the person Xiao Jinyu married was an uncle who often visited them in Shen's residence.

Song Qingge had some impressions of that person. He used to be a clerk in Song Decai's shop. He had a bad life and always went to Shen Nianen to borrow money.

"That's right, it's Feng Yansheng. He set up a cloth dyeing workshop for a few years, and the business was pretty good. That's why he married Xiao Jinyu. Later, he got in touch with the Shen family and became the steward of your cloth workshop. I married a new wife."

"I only found out when I came back this time that Mrs. Fang Xin's background is quite interesting."

(End of this chapter)