Dangdang shop

"Here, you see, this string of money was stolen from above by my naughty son. Alas, he really knows how to pick the most worthless string, shame on me." The old man sighed, and the string of secret money was his family's. When the ancestor and grandma got married, they used it to sit on the bed and spread the tent. The bear child was not too shabby, but he took that out. Fortunately, the pawn shop was kind, otherwise even the ancestor would be ashamed.

"Poor ghost." Wang Dun muttered in a low voice.

Hu Cheng squinted at him, who did he say was the poor ghost, himself?It should be impossible. When he just got into the nanny car, he only dared to sit half of his buttocks on the leather seat. He looked poor. Could it be that he was talking about this old man? In the second ring road of the imperial capital, there is a large courtyard with several yards in such an expensive place. Even if it looks a bit down now, the centipede is dead but not stiff, so it can't afford a poor word.

"Grandpa, is there anything wrong with this treasure in your house?" Wang Dun muttered at just the right volume, only Hu Cheng could barely hear it, and the old man seemed not to hear clearly.

"Well, actually this thing was dug out from the ancestral house." The old man sighed, as if recalling his youth.

During the period of the Republic of China, their family fled to Nanyang to do business, but the older generation always wanted to return to their homeland. Later, taking advantage of the spring breeze of reform, the family recognized their ancestors and returned to live in the imperial capital. It was still in the 80s of the last century. The thing is, the old man is a good young man in his thirties, and his own Xiao Ming has not yet been seen, and he was born in this ancestral house that was bought back from someone else.

Because it used to be a structure of a large courtyard, each household worked independently and built a lot of adobe walls and half-and-half adobe houses. After their family moved back and gradually eroded and bought them out, they spent a lot of manpower and material resources to clean them up. The strange statue also came out of a load-bearing wall when the workers didn't believe it.

At that time, the family had just moved back from abroad, and they didn’t have a deep understanding of Chinese classical culture. The old man’s father was still alive, so he insisted on staying here because he said it was a cash cow that could help their family business grow bigger and stronger in their homeland. He came down and offered it in the main room.

Not to mention, in the first few years, life at home was really prosperous. Not only did he use the funds from selling the company abroad to start a new business, but the old man also successfully found a local girl who was in love with him and got married. , and in the second year, they had their family, Xiao Ming.

However, since the child was born, the Feng Shui of the family seems to have changed. First, the old man died of a stroke, followed by Xiao Ming's mother, who also died of an incurable disease. The family property accumulated through hard work was almost wiped out, leaving only this house as an empty shelf.

There used to be more than a dozen helpers in the family, but now only the loyal Lao Wang stays to work full-time. Another girl who works as a helper is a work-study college student. He grew up to be someone else's Xiaoming like he had hoped for, but he became a "own kid" that his parents avoided and feared. Not only did he make bad friends outside, but he even ganged up to steal and cheat his own things. .

When the old man said this, he really did not flick his tears lightly, because before he was sad, his eye circles turned red, he licked the corners of his own eyes with his thumb and forefinger, and gritted his teeth to get over the bitterness.

"Old man, I'm young and don't know the way of the world. I shouldn't show off my reasoning in front of you, but you may not like to hear a word. I'm afraid this thing is not a cash cow." Wang Dun patted the old man's back comfortingly, and then He looked at the pillar carved in the shape of a blind man and shook his head.

The reason why he was able to make a name for himself among the many big businessmen and pawn shops in the imperial capital was because he was not like other big shops that cheated customers, and secondly, it was because Wang Dun never lied. I have to explain clearly to the owner what it is, and a Shanhe geographical skirt can't be put in as a ragged cotton cover, so although the door is not big, the customers are not less attracted.

"Tell me, buddy Wang, tell me, I believe you." The old man's eyes turned red once in front of the two of them, and his heart was undefended. He could also see that Wang Dun's face changed just now when he saw something. It wasn't because he told the story of his family's decline that he pretended to be a gesture, so he believed them a little bit from the bottom of his heart.

"This thing is called a poor ghost, similar to a poor god. The folks collectively call it a double poor. They are two gods who save the lives of poor people who are dying." Wang Dun pointed to the hideous dwarf on the table and said.

"Poor ghost? Poor god? Is there anything special about these two people?" The old man was a little confused by what he said, and he didn't know the difference between the poor god and the poor ghost. He only knew that the latter sounded like a curse .

"Well, it's not necessarily clear in detail, but it's easier to understand if you give a chestnut. It's like saying that the poor are waiting for the rice to cook and need life-saving money. The poor god is a normal commercial loan. There are loans and repayments. , It is not difficult to borrow again, but in contrast, poor ghosts are like usury, the interest rate is not clear at all, it is like drinking poison to quench thirst, but sometimes the poor really have no choice but to ask him for help." Wang Dunbi He said with gestures, but it was vivid, and even Hu Cheng beside him nodded, indicating that he had gotten to his point.

"What do you mean?" Although the old man understands it on the surface, the internal connection is not as transparent as Hu Cheng's. After all, he is a common man, and it is not so easy to immediately understand the operation mode of the other side of the world.

"The poor people will emit a kind of aura, just like the purple aura on the emperor's head, the white aura from the immortal's head, the black smoke on the ghost's head, and the fox's head..." Wang Dunzheng said happily, and he saw it with a glance. Hu Cheng immediately swallowed the second half of the words.

"In short, poor people exude a degenerate aura. This kind of aura can easily attract poor gods and poor ghosts. However, since ancient times, there have been few poor gods and many poor ghosts. Although poor ghosts are scary, they are not deceiving. "Wang Dun picked up the poor man's money tree on the table, hugged it in his arms and began to fiddle with it.

"Not lying? Didn't you mean usury?" The old man was confused by him.

"Yes, but there are many kinds of usury. Some lenders are more loyal. Before you borrow money, you will make it clear that it is interest rate. As for whether you want to borrow money or not, it all depends on your thoughts." As Wang Dun spoke, he pointed to the eyes of the poor ghost.

"You see, the image of the poor ghost in folklore is similar to this one. It is a dwarf whose eyes were poked blind. Since ancient times, there is a saying, blind eyes and bright hearts, which means that blind people have a balance in their hearts. Absolutely. A bowl of water is flat, without deviation or direction, and what is owed is returned.”

"Dare to have such a talk." The old man nodded, he was able to ramble on in such a short period of time, it must not be made up.

"Well, so according to my judgment, old man, a certain grandfather of your family's ancestors must have invited this poor man, so...the family has flourished." Lai Gou's long hair left three points on the edge of his mouth, and quickly swallowed it back.

"Well, what do you think about now? Can your shop take on the business of solving evil? Although my family can't do it now, I can still afford the money. If it doesn't work, I still have a few cars in the warehouse. There are also half-bed cricket pots."

As soon as the old man's words came out, Wang Dun knew that he was determined to get rid of the evil spirit. It was easy to get a few sports cars, but it was hard to find a cricket pot. Sotheby's auctioned several million Hong Kong dollars. It was the old man who brought it up. It might be the real thing from the official kiln. Wang Dun listened to it in his heart, not to mention how jealous he was.

But the hot-eyed is hot-eyed, he is still a big cabinet with professional ethics, he quickly waved his hands and said to the old man: "We don't want money."

"Ah? This..." The old man was about to go to the bedroom and take out the cricket pot for them to pick and choose. Who knew that Wang Dun would do this for him, and there was sugar in the mouthful of shit that couldn't be guarded against.

"There is no charge for unraveling the evil spirit. It is a rule set by our shopkeeper. Not only does it not charge money, but you can also buy out this antique at one time, but the premise is that you have to sign a deadly pawn ticket for our pawnshop. "Wang Dun said the last few words with a resounding voice, carefully choosing his words, for fear that he might not express clearly and the old man might misunderstand.

"Damn it?"

"Yes, once you enter the process of releasing the evil spirit, the things must belong to the store. I don't know if you can be the master." Wang Dun carefully climbed along the pole, and quietly provoked a general.

"I can't control the things in my own house. To tell you the truth, what I'm most afraid of is that Xiao Ming's child touches this thing. Who knows that a wrong eyeball really touches it. The ancestors blessed only He took a bunch of money from secret dramas, what should he do if the bad luck spreads to him." The old man sighed, mourning his misfortune and angering him for not fighting.

"That's good, then you can sign this pawn ticket, and this cash cow will have nothing to do with you in the future." Wang Dun drew a pawn ticket from his pocket like a magic trick, and handed it to the old man.

……

The two came out from the gate of the mansion with a tree in their arms. Wang Dun was very happy. He didn't expect that he would get such a big deal by returning things after doing a good deed this time.

"Second cabinet, you are still very popular. Our pawnshop's Jiesha business hasn't opened for a long time."

"That's right, the big cabinet."

Hu Cheng watched Wang Dun swaying in front of the tree with his arms in his arms, stepped back half a step knowingly, and walked obliquely behind him, expressing his humility and respect for his boss.

"Well?"

"When you die, no matter what, it will always be yours, right?" Hu Cheng said in his ear.