In the past, there was such a person who sold coffins for a living. Everyone called him a ‘coffin man’, which meant ‘close people’. The coffin man claimed that as long as he was lying in his coffin, it was impossible to get out alive. The coffin man opened a store on the street. The store was named “Ghost Coffin”. It can be said that the hero is sad for the “Ghost Coffin”. There is still such a daunting couplet on the door of the coffin shop. Shanglian: Horizontal is also dead, vertical is also dead, it is better to die early. Xialian: I don’t go to prison, you don’t go to prison, who goes to hell. Horizontal batch: Sheng coffin to make a fortune. Neighbors in the neighbourhood have to take a detour when passing by his shop. Especially in the middle of the night, the shop often hears the sound of ‘squeaky yeah’, as if the windows are not closed tightly, but it feels like the coffin lid is slowly opening. After the coffin man knew about this, if nothing happened on the surface, he secretly hid in the coffin for fun. The coffin man is doing a dead man’s business. Without any tricks, how can it have an advertising effect? Ghosts don’t knock on the door in the middle of the night. What’s more, this is another one-off sale, and it can only be done once. There are so many goods in stock, why don’t you buy it and leave it for yourself?
However, the dead man’s business is not so easy to do. One day, a young man came to the store early in the morning, and he knew it was the rich second generation. The coffin man immediately greeted him with a smile, “Master, do you want to buy a coffin?” “I bought it for my old man, but it’s almost the same.” After speaking, he smiled. “My son, you are so filial. Your master will thank you after he dies.” The son was impatient, “Stop talking nonsense, and quickly introduce what you have.” The coffin man cleared his throat, “My son, there are nanmu Mahogany, willow, and flower willow are made of pure natural hand-made without adding any preservatives. We are all-round for the sake of customers. If you feel squeezed, we can lengthen and widen for you; if you feel lonely, we still have A couple’s package, if there are three people, it’s a family package. Three generations can sleep together.” The coffin man knocked on the coffin board, “My son, this sound is thick. My heart, airtight, never leaking, and it’s cool in the east and cool in the summer, so it’s cool for a living person to sleep in it.” The son shook his fan and said proudly: “Not bad, the coffin can be so tasteful.” Pointing a fan to a coffin with a good condition, “I think this one is well made.” The coffin man echoed: “The son is really insightful. This is the treasure of the store. It is not for sale and belongs to a personal collection, son. If I like it, I can reluctantly cut my love.” “Nonsense, I’m still so young, I’ll leave this first-class product for your own use!”
The son swayed while shaking the fan, and pointed the fan at the old coffin, “Boss, this coffin is moldy and broken. There is so much dust and spider webs on it. Is it also for sale?” He explained: “Don’t look at this son. This is for the poor. It is second-hand. Several people have slept. It is the unfilial children and grandchildren who have squandered the house and sold the coffin.” With a sneer, he said, “Even the coffin has been lost. After death, I will not become a ghost.” The coffin man thought to himself: “You are not the same. Take advantage of the time to buy a good one and go bankrupt.It can also be sold at a good price. However, the son said to the coffin man: “Boss, I have finished selling the shop, but I still decided to cremate the old man. This is easier. I don’t have to worry about going to worship every year or worrying about others stealing the tomb.” Coming from one place, I spent a long time talking and didn’t buy a pair. I really want to give him a pair for free. But rich people are not easy to provoke, so they can only politely say: “It is an honor for the son to visit this store. If the son has relatives or friends who live, old, sick, and die, he can recommend it here. Our store will definitely make customers feel at home and die well.”
Looking at the figure of the son going away, the coffin man admitted that he was unlucky, and had been busy for a long time before the market opened. The coffin man began to complain about why no one died today, so he yelled on the street: “Selling coffins. Coffins that are warm in winter and cool in summer are airtight and never leak.”