I don't flirt anymore

It turned out that Boss Du's father passed away the year before last. At that time, Boss Du held a grand funeral for him.

Burned a lot of paper money, houses, cars, ingots, etc...

However, within a year, he dreamed that his old father told him that he had no money to spend.

At first, Boss Du didn't take it seriously.

Because, at that time, he really burned a lot of paper money for his old father, all of which were pulled by trucks, and burned one by one.

How could there be no money in a year? !

In addition, Boss Du's business was very busy, so he quickly put this matter behind him.

But who knows...

Boss Du showed a sense of powerlessness and frustration on his face.

"Now I dream of the old man and me crying twice in three days, saying that I have no money..."

"Then, I asked someone to give him another truckload or card of burning paper money, but it still didn't work... The old man still cried to me..."

"Crying every night makes me sleepless all night, and I can't do business..."

Xiao Yu rolled his eyes inwardly.

If it wasn't for Boss Du and his father's troubles that made him unable to sleep and affected his business, he probably wouldn't have found someone to solve it.

Jiang Kongqing stared at the teacup with downcast eyes for a long time without saying a word.

"Master, do you know what's going on?!"

Boss Du had a terrible headache.

You said that the old man asked for money, and he gave it, so why didn't it work? !Obviously burned a lot of paper money...

He can't delay this business, and he loses hundreds of millions of dollars a day.

Even though Boss Du's big city mansion is extremely deep, at this moment, there was a trace of irritability between his brows.

"Your Father's funeral...you didn't follow it from beginning to end, did you?!"

Jiang Kongqing put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes and said calmly.

Boss Du was taken aback, thinking back, "Something happened to me at the casino that day...so..."

On the day of his father's funeral, he showed up because a powerful character came to the casino and exposed a lot of their casino money, so he had to rush back to the casino in a hurry.

sit in town.

"Didn't you personally burn a piece of paper money and offer a plate of sacrificial fruits for your father?!"

Jiang Kongqing's breath sank, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, with a touch of condemnation.

Xiao Yu had never seen Jiang Kongqing get angry when discussing business. Holding his teacup, he didn't know what to say. He also felt that Boss Du was doing a little bit

pass.

How could he leave in a hurry after showing his father's funeral? !

but

What does this have to do with his father having no money to spend? !

Didn't Boss Du say that someone bought a lot of paper money for his father, and burned the whole carload? !How much does it cost? Why isn't it enough? !Disaster

Said, Boss Du's father is a gambler, lost in the underground? !

Xiao Yu's peach blossom eyes turned darkly, looking at Jiang Kongqing, waiting for Jiang Kongqing to give them an answer just like Boss Du.

He is also curious...

"The hard currency that circulates in the underworld is yellow paper money and paper-bound gold and silver ingots."

"The one printed with Tiandi Bank is worth billions of dollars, but the bottom is covered with plastic paper..."

"Boss Du, have you burned this kind of big money in the world?"

Jiang Kongqing looked at the ignorant crowd and said helplessly.

Boss Du/Nodding numbly, four trucks were burned.

"However, I also burned paper money and gold and silver ingots..."

After thinking about it, Boss Du asked some strange questions.

Since paper money and gold and silver ingots are popular down here, why can't he burn them?丨

"When burning paper money, you can't fiddle with it with a stick. You need to burn the whole sheet. Otherwise, it will be broken when you get there, and you can't spend it."

Boss Du only showed his side at the funeral. The paper money must be burned by the people below, or it was burned in a car.

Faster, these paper money are afraid that they will be broken up when they are burned, and a pile of broken money will not be spent even if it is burned into a mountain.

Boss Du's face turned cold, and he glanced at his strong men.

Boss Du took a hard look at those strong men.

"That's not the most important thing..."

Jiang Kongqing said again slowly.

Then Jiang Kongqing asked a question, "What is Mingqian?!", and without waiting for everyone to answer, he answered again:

"The real ghost coin sacrificial vessels are actually the carriers of thoughts."

"It's people's filial piety and thoughtfulness."

"The top-grade paper money is made by filial sons and virtuous grandchildren. This kind of ghost money has the strongest purchasing power. Moreover, the more filial the descendants are, the more yellow paper money they make will be burnt."

Finally, the better the color, the yellow and golden are like gold coins, which are the favorite of ghosts. "

"The second is the gold and silver ingots folded by the daughter and daughter-in-law. The more filial the better."

"The last time I bought it outside..."

"Just use it..."

"You think you've burnt a lot, but in fact, I'm afraid it's not as good as a gold ingot folded by someone's filial son and virtuous grandson..."

"Can the old man not be short of money?!"

"What ghost money do you want to burn for your relatives in the underworld in the yang world?!"

"The answer is..."

Jiang Kongqing paused for a moment before speaking loudly.

"Yellow paper money or gold and silver ingots made by myself and burned out!"

"I say that, Boss Du understands?!"

Jiang Kongqing raised an eyebrow.