On the first day of the eleventh holiday, He Qing slept until ...... Half past five┐(─__─)┌. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There's no way, the biological clock has been formed, and at this point, I can't sleep if I don't get up...... What a life without happiness!

He Qing resented.

Forget it, buffer for a while, just go out to exercise, absorb more aura, refine yourself more, by the way, if the aura is enough, people are also beautiful...... I watched the TV series last night until the early hours of the morning, and I really don't want to get up!

She reached for the pillow and groped twice, took out her mobile phone, and as soon as she opened the page, she saw a big holiday poster hanging on it - Midyear Festival!

Yes!

He Qing sat up all of a sudden!

Today's Midyear Festival! Really, I forgot about such a big thing, forget it, get up and pack up quickly, and go directly to buy sacrificial things after exercising. Before, she was not strong enough for these chaotic things, and the Zhongyuan Festival was also confused.

But now, she has been carefully taught every day, not only has her spiritual power been greatly improved, but she also has more respect for all kinds of common sense and taboos, especially in the Midyear Festival, and she must prepare well.

After she finished exercising, she went directly to Zhongxuan Street, only to find out that there was already a festive atmosphere before, but her heart was not here, so she naturally didn't find it.

The scattered grocery stores at the school gate had prepared incense, candles, and yellow paper a few days in advance, which also provided a convenience for the families of nearby faculty and staff.

However, she is a serious sacrifice, and the inferior yellow paper made by these factories is shoddy, and she doesn't even accept money, and she doesn't have the qualifications to communicate with the underworld, and she never dares to use it.

Mo Bao Zhai's business seems to be very good today, the fat boss and his buddies are going back and forth, busy feet do not touch the ground, He Qing did not call them, he looked carefully in the store.

In fact, she came the first two times, because she had her own thoughts, and she didn't take a serious look at the environment here at all, and she came here today to find out that she probably also wanted to make a sum of money during the Midyear Festival, so the aisles were densely packed with yellow table paper.

Although these yellow table papers are not the smooth carriers of spiritual power like drawing talismans, they are still very good as the netherworld currency to honor the ancestors and relatives.

Although there are many guests in Mobaozhai, the fat boss shuttles back and forth, and he doesn't feel in a hurry. The customers in his store are all introduced by others, and they do not accept individual customers who come to his door. On the one hand, it is because the things I sell are sensitive and inconvenient to sell in a grand manner. On the other hand, it is also because they are not knowledgeable people, and when they see the boss setting a price, not only will they not buy it, but it will cause disputes.

At the very least, when He Qing saw this, he knew why the fat boss didn't take the business of individual customers.

No, a middle-aged man just came to the door, his steps were in a hurry, and he looked like he was temporarily driving ducks to the shelves, and he was urged by his family. Otherwise, I wouldn't have rushed to this store, you know, at the door of Boss Tang's store, there are no sacrificial supplies.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

As soon as the man entered the door, he was startled by the lively guests, and he muttered: Business is so good...... On the side, he casually picked up a bundle of yellow table paper at his feet and asked.

Tang Ji turned around in a hurry, and when he saw that it was a strange face, he immediately greeted him and asked, "Yo, you are here?"

The middle-aged male customer looked back at him and wondered, "Who introduced you? I'll buy some yellow paper candles, how much does this cost?"

Tang Ji's face immediately collapsed, and his round and chubby face was not snobbish, but had a sense of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, our store doesn't accept individual customers, you better go somewhere else to buy it." ”

"Huh?"

The male customer was depressed: "No, what does it mean not to accept individual customers?

After speaking, he saw someone at the door and left with two incense candles, and he immediately turned his head to look at the boss, his eyes full of accusations.

"This ......"

Tang Ji also hesitated, how can this be explained? It's not good to drive people away directly if it's a big holiday......

Seeing his tangled brows, He Qing hurriedly stepped forward, put the two bundles of yellow table paper he picked on the counter, and said, "Boss Tang, settle the bill." ”

As soon as Tang Ji heard the voice that he had been thinking about day and night, he immediately felt excited, and quickly left the individual customer on the side excitedly, walked to the counter in three or two steps, and looked at He Qing with a smile: "Ouch! Miss Aqing! You are finally here...... What money is not money, too polite. I will give you a whole and a total of 8,000 yuan. ”

HE Qing: ......

The sugar rooster is really a sugar rooster, it's all "too polite", and it's a whole ......

"What!"

Before He Qing could speak, he heard a high-pitched male voice next to him say incredulously.

She turned her head to look at the middle-aged man just now.

The male guest walked to the counter and looked at the yellow paper He Qing put on it, no matter how you look at it, there are two bundles of yellow paper, not mixed with gold and silver.

"These two bundles of paper sell for 8,000 Boss, your price, this is too ......!"

He looked at He Qing, who was taking out his wallet, as if he was looking at a wronged man.

He Qing smiled slightly, and replied for Tang Ji: "You get what you pay for, and people who don't know the things here don't know, so they don't accept individual customers." If you want to buy something cheap, go straight before you go out and it will be sold in two minutes. ”

After she finished speaking, she didn't care about looking at the middle-aged man's expression anymore, and said directly to Tang Ji: "Don't be busy yet." I also want to ask for a bouquet of soul-attracting incense, a bouquet of spiritual incense, and seven guiding candles and a handful of glutinous rice. Do the math together, see how much, I'll give it to you directly. ”

Big business!

He Qing's eyes are vicious, the things he picked are not ordinary, they are all worth a penny, Tang Ji excitedly took out his shiny sour branch wood abacus, and there was a crackling sound - "Chenghui, a total of sixty-four thousand three hundred and twenty-one, the odd is wiped for you, you just give sixty-four thousand three hundred and twenty yuan." ”

He Qing paused in the action of taking out the money, she looked at the boss helplessly, put 60,000 yuan on the counter, and lost the cash she only took in the morning.

"60,000 yuan, I'll bring you two talismans next week. ”

That's what Tang Ji was waiting for!

Hearing this, the pain of losing four thousand three hundred and twenty-one seemed to be soothed, and he hurriedly nodded: "Yes! Miss Aqing, you said yes, then it must be okay!

He Qing shook his head, and looked at the guy who was sweating profusely, desperately picking up the hammer to order money on the yellow paper, and giving it the soul: "No, I'll come by myself." ”

Tang Ji immediately responded loudly.

He spoke with his mouth, and there was no ambiguity under his hands, and he put the money over and over again.

Seeing that He Qing was about to leave with a large bag of things, the middle-aged man was anxious: "This ...... How can this paper and this candle be sold so expensive? Isn't this a sky-high asking price?"

He looked puzzled, looking at the busy shop and the dozens of customers who were immersed in shopping, how could he feel incredible. (To be continued.) )