I offer incense to Hades, and he teaches me the Six Ways of Reincarnation

At first he thought he was very unlucky.

His parents passed away early, and he lived alone.

Still a poor guy.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qingya's experience was even more unfortunate.

Relatively speaking, he is already very happy.

At least there will always be food and clothing.

"Miss Fang, it's all my fault."

"I shouldn't have asked so many questions to bring up your sadness."

Jiang Chen said guiltily.

Fang Qingya's weeping pear blossoms were raining, and she looked at Jiang Chen.

Suddenly leaned on his shoulder.

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback.

what's going on?

Do beauties need a shoulder to lean on when they are sad?

This is what you can only see on TV.

It turns out that there are also in reality.

At this time, Fang Qingya was sad and didn't care about other things.

Jiang Chen sighed.

Just let the other person lean on your shoulders.

Such a heavy past piled up in her heart.

She should release a bit too.

ten minutes later.

Fang Qingya left Jiang Chen's shoulders.

Her eyes were a little red and swollen.

"Boss Jiang, I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Fang Qingya said awkwardly.

She wanted to simply tell her own story.

Unexpectedly, the more I talked, the more I devoted myself.

He also made himself so groggy.

Jiang Chen shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, you feel much more comfortable now."

"Actually, it's a good thing to cry."

"Okay, let me help you burn the letter now."

Fang Qingya nodded: "Thank you, I'm sorry."

Jiang Chen stamped the seal of the Ming Dynasty on the envelope, and then burned it.

"Boss Jiang, how much is the total cost?"

Now Fang Qingya's mood is much smoother.

cost...

Jiang Chen pondered.

He really hadn't thought about this.

Make weapons, plus send messages on behalf of others.

A job as powerful as psychic communication is not something that ordinary people can do.

So the money must not be less.

"Eight thousand." He thought for a moment and said.

Fang Qingya transferred the money without hesitation.

I'm going, so happy!

She really is a rich woman!

Jiang Chen suddenly regretted it.

Eight thousand is nothing to a rich woman, and it is easy to come up with tens of thousands of dollars.

He is really missing.

"Boss Jiang, the money has been transferred to you."

"It's really hard for you today."

"If you have more permissions in the future, remember to let me know."

Fang Qingya said gratefully.

"Yeah, got it." Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

Fang Qingya didn't stay any longer and left the shop.

And Jiang Chen was happy in his heart.

Today has earned more than 5.

It's really flattering.

Jiang Chen sat at the front desk, looking at the store, while continuing to imagine the future.

"If you want to make more money, you must buy a car."

"It's time to drive a luxury car out, Doraemon!"

"I'll go online first to see which car to buy."

……

"Brother, may I ask..."

Soon, someone came in again.

Jiang Chen put down his phone and looked over.

The person who came was an old man in Tang suit.

Over the age of sixty, but full of energy.

"Hi, what can I do for you?" Jiang Chen asked politely.

"Hi brother, I want to ask, is there someone named Jiang Chen in your shop?"

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback, and came to look for him again.

Is it the business his father brought him?

"Mister, I am Jiang Chen, what do you need?" Jiang Chen replied.

"That's right, my deceased family told me in a dream last night."

"Let me come to you to buy a heavy machine gun and burn it for him."

The old man said with a kind face.

"Of course." Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

Sure enough, it was such a business again.

"It's just that I don't have any in stock. Can you wait for 10 minutes?"

"No problem, thank you." The old man nodded.

Jiang Chen supported him and sat on a bench beside him.

Then came a cup of hot tea for him.

Respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of the Dragon Kingdom.

Moreover, Jiang Chen thought of his grandfather.

His grandfather is also so kind and amiable, he used to love him very much.

Jiang Chen immediately started making heavy machine guns.

Maybe there will be many people looking for him to buy guns and swords in the future.

He must find time to do more.

Get some stock.

Otherwise, it is too troublesome to do it fresh every time.

Swords, pistols and the like are easy to make, but heavy machine guns are very complicated.

Jiang Chen thought in his heart.

……

"Hi, is this Jiang Chen's funeral shop?"

"Is Boss Jiang Chen here?"

"May I ask who is Boss Jiang?"

"Hello……"

……

Before Jiang Chen finished making a heavy machine gun, another seven or eight people came in.

Men and women of all ages.

For a while, he had some headaches.

No way, so many people!

This is going to kill me!

"What do you need?" Jiang Chen asked.

"I want a heavy machine gun!"

"I want a heavy machine gun too!"

"I want a Yitian Sword!"

"I'll buy both the heavy machine gun and the Yitian sword!"

……

Everyone said.

At this scene, at first glance, I thought it was some kind of illegal business den!

"Don't worry, I don't have any stock here."

"I want to make it one by one."

"If you don't have time to wait, then buy it the next day."

Jiang Chen touched his forehead and said.

He felt that it was necessary to recruit some employees to help.

"It's okay, I can wait."

"Hmm, it's okay to wait."

Everyone said they could wait.

This is no ordinary trip to the mall to buy things.