Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned around and saw the crowd coming out of a blue shirt man, in his forties, with dark skin, a little rickety body, and a darkened face, looking a little bit lost.

Some people recognized him and said, "Isn't this the shopkeeper of Shengcai Shop on Dongdajie Street? I heard that the coffin used by the old lady of Feng Family was ordered from his shop."

Shengcai shop is actually a coffin shop. The reason why Shengcai shop is called Shengcai is to get a homonym for the sake of Geely. It is the most famous coffin shop in Beijing.The reason why it is famous is that the coffins in Shengcaipu are made of precious wood, and are made by old craftsmen. The price of the coffin is very high. Only the high-ranking and high-ranking talents can afford it, and they must be top-ranking high-ranking officials Expensive, you can't book even a little money.

Feng Yuheng almost thought of the new coffin that the old lady used to dress today when she heard people talking about the identity of the person.She didn't have much research on wood-like things. In the 21st century, she realized that many private clubs would choose some tables and chairs made of precious wood. She had also seen the use of Jin Sinan, but she recognized it, but Never asked about the price.What's more, even if you have inquired, it is the price of the 21st century, how it compares with the present.

The man in the coffin shop stood in front of Feng Jinyuan and asked him with a sullen face: "Master Feng said that the old lady asked us to carry the coffin before he was mourned, but this morning folks said that the Feng family was in a hurry and did not prepare the money. It ’s not a credit. The people in the whole Beijing know that, and no one is crediting the dead ’s life materials. But since we are doing this business, we ca n’t do anything about Yinde. The old lady here is waiting to die. We ca n’t just let this money stop it. So Shengcai shop credited this money, and now Lord Feng has returned to the house, should n’t we settle the account? ”

In the time when he talked to Feng Jinyuan, Feng Yuheng turned his head and whispered to ask Wang Chuan: "What's the price of the old lady's coffin for this morning?"

Wang Chuan pondered for a while, and said: "It is not easy to say that a slave-in-law is too precise, but it is estimated that it has to go up to two hundred and two, because there is no cheap thing in Shengcaipu, which starts at two hundred and two."

Huang Quan answered: "It can't be beaten in two hundred and two. The kind of Jinnan is more expensive. It is estimated to be five hundred two."

Feng Yuheng's eyebrows twisted up, five hundred two, not much. She arrived and believed that Feng Jinyuan was indeed out of filial piety, and wanted the old lady to lie down after death.After all, the old lady loved money before she died, and she couldn't be too shabby to die.

It ’s strange that the Fengfu tent is almost empty now. The ladies, aunts, and young ladies in each yard are all in charge of themselves. Except for Han ’s big stomach, they need to make up, and Gongzhong has never dialed others. After a penny, even the monthly money that was sent to Tongshengxuan to her and Zirui every month, which had been in good condition before, had not been delivered for two months.She knew the situation in Fengfu, and she didn't want to worry about it because of that money, so she never asked for it.

Feng Jinyuan clearly knows what his family looks like, what courage did he have to make such a valuable coffin with Shengcaipu?

At this time, I wanted to allow her to reach her, and whispered his opinion: "Second sister, shouldn't my father make an idea, this silver money wants you to come out?"

She remembered that after the death of the old lady, she always felt a little guilty in her heart. After all, if she didn't slap and connive at the mob to beat the old lady, she would not give Jin Zhen a chance.Therefore, she once gave two hundred and two silvers to the Feng family for this funeral.

Later, I saw that the old lady's body was really shabby, and Zhao Ma, who was also beaten, went to the warehouse with her spirit, and did not find a few decent things. It was said that they were sold by Feng Jinyuan.She then paid for the old lady's jewelry and clothes, and picked some jade bracelets, jade plates and the like from her side to put on the old lady.I usually support the scattered and broken silver again, and it is almost three hundred and two when it counts down.

The funeral of the Feng family was shabby, and I was afraid that it would not even cost fifty-two, so I thought, if Feng Jinyuan planned to put the remaining two hundred two inside, just to buy a good coffin for the old lady , Then she will be a good person again, make up the remaining hundreds of two, even if the old lady can continue to enjoy the prosperity and prosperity underneath, do n’t hurry up for the first seven years, anniversary, early July Seven or so come to lie in the window of her county government.

Thinking about it this way, she heard Feng Jinyuan say something loudly: "How could the official owe you a coffin money! The person who was buried today is not only the official's mother, but also the relative of our Dashun Ji'an lord Grandmother. The owner of the Ji'an County is the daughter-in-law of the Feng family. Her grandmother has always treated her kindly. That golden coffin was given to her grandmother by the master of Ji'an County. "

As soon as I heard that it was sent by the chief of Ji'an County, the coffin shop sighed with relief, and then looked at Feng Yuheng: "The small one sent by the head of the county is relieved." It's not afraid of Fengyu Heng Lai, because Feng Yuheng's character is good, it is not worse than these hundreds of silver.

Feng Yuheng also counted on the face, did not say much to Feng Jinyuan, but just asked the middle-aged man: "How much silver is in that coffin?"

The middle-aged man said: "Normally, it should be six hundred and two, but since the county master paid, you can give five hundred and two. This is only the wages of wood and craftsmen. The portion of our shop is small. earn."

It was a hundred and two cheaper in one click, and Feng Jinyuan's eyes were a little bit red. His two daughters' faces were so big that they could make the shopkeeper of Shengcai store actively lower the price, which was a full two hundred!

He was amazed here, but he heard Feng Yuheng say, "No."

Feng Jinyuan was anxious: "Aheng, one hundred and two is also money!"

Feng Yuheng glanced at him with a look of disgust, "How can such a thing be bargained? Who has heard of funerals and bargained at the coffin shop?"

There was a lot of talk, "Yes! Who would buy the coffin and bargain!"

The middle-aged man quickly persuaded him: "No, it's not bargaining, it's the small one who is willing to drop it."

Feng Yuheng still said that: "No."

Feng Jinyuan groaned, "Yes, anyway, you give money, how much you love to give." After that, he stepped up and entered the hospital.The goal has been reached. In the face of so many people, Feng Yuheng was wearing a top hat, and she could draw out the money, otherwise she would fall out of the tongue.

With a glance at Feng Jinyuan, he walked comfortably towards the door of the house. Feng Yuheng blinked, suddenly realizing a thing, her father didn't even plan to take out the two hundred and two silver coins!This is to let her out of six hundred and two.

Why?

The mother died, when one of her sons did n’t come out, but let her granddaughter, both a silver ticket and jewelry, take more than a thousand or two. Which is the rule?

She shouted, "Is my father going back to get the silver ticket?"

"Yes?" Feng Jinyuan stopped and turned to look at her, and asked in a puzzled way: "What silver ticket do you take? The coffin you bought for your grandmother, what silver ticket did I get?"

Feng Yuheng said that this old shame was really just to be ridiculous. She was very angry and asked Cheng Junman coldly: "The master of this county has received nearly three hundred and two silver tickets to my grandmother for funerals. How much does it cost today? "

Cheng Junman naturally understood what Fengyu Heng meant. As soon as she mentioned this matter, she was very angry, and she immediately said: "A Heng, the silver ticket you gave was a total of two hundred and eighty two, and the master only left eighty two. Give it to me, and he took all the remaining two hundred. Two hundred and twenty are now less than twenty-two. I wanted to tell the old lady to come home after the burial. "

In front of outsiders, Cheng Junman did n’t call her lord, because she knew the fear of passing on words. As soon as she called the lord, there would be rumors that the lord of Ji’an was relying on his position. , Not even the main mother and wife in the family.

Feng Yuheng didn't care about it, but when he heard that Feng Jinyuan had only left eighty-two funerals, the fire in his heart rose again.

Feng Jinyuan didn't expect Feng Yuheng to count those silver tickets in it, let alone Cheng Junman even confessed it on the spot, he couldn't hold it on his face, and he didn't dare to stare at Feng Yuheng. .

The middle-aged man in the coffin shop stood in embarrassment, embarrassed by what he wanted for the money.Shengcai has been spreading out for so long, or is it the first time he encountered such a thing?

Fortunately, Feng Yuheng didn't want to embarrass his businessmen, but even if he took back the pair of stares at Feng Jinyuan, he reached into his arms and transferred six hundred and two silver tickets from the space."This is the coffin's money, you get it." She passed the silver ticket, and finally sent the middle-aged man away.

Before he left, he looked at Feng Jinyuan very contemptuously, making Feng Jinyuan's face even less sure where to go.

He wanted to go back to his house, but obviously, Feng Yuheng didn't want to let him go.Some people shame their faces, so she does n’t need to save him anymore. Did n’t she choose to let her recognize the money in that coffin in front of this house in front of so many people?Yes, even if she does filial piety to the old lady, that's fine.But now I want to enter the house again, but it is not so easy.

Just listening to Feng Yuheng's cold voice, a question was thrown violently: "Father took away two hundred and two silver tickets for the grandmother's funeral. What is it used for?"

Feng Jinyuan's cold sweat came down and stood on the spot, neither walking nor walking.Especially when Feng Yuheng talked, he specially emphasized "giving funeral to grandmother", and this time raised the nature of this matter to a certain height, what should he say?

For a time, the scene was very embarrassing.

But at this moment, he had been standing next to Feng Yuheng without talking. Feng Zirui suddenly said: "Father may have bought Su embroidery. That day my sister went up, I saw my father took a piece of embroidery and went out, Zi Rui It is very expensive to recognize it as Su embroidery. "

Feng Jinyuan was stunned and looked at Zirui with some surprise. He never thought that his little action was actually seen by this son.He was a little nervous in his heart, and in a panic, he pulled a reason: "It was for your grandmother, put it in the coffin." Then the sadness reappeared: "Your grandmother liked Su embroidery before her death, no matter how expensive, You have to buy it for your father. "

This common saying makes people feel a little moved, and even some women in the crowd who have been watching have already wiped tears.

An Shi, who was standing aside, said in a puzzled expression: "The embroidered lady in the concubine's embroidered shop said, two days ago, the master went to get a pair of Su embroidery, but did not give money."