Lin Xiao walked into the coffin shop.

Li Tianxing hurriedly followed,

The outside of the coffin shop is not big, but there are a lot of articles inside.

The store, which was obviously not big, suddenly became clear after entering. There were more than 20 coffins placed in the store, but they were all semi-finished and not painted.

In fact, few people know that this coffin will not be painted until it is used.

Unless in special circumstances, some elderly people bought coffins in advance, but the person has not yet returned to heaven.

At this time, the store will first apply paint, which can also play a display role.

However, doing this kind of business sometimes loses money.

Some 70-year-olds can live to over 100 years old. The paint is always exposed to the air and it will be once every six months.

Moreover, the painting on the coffin also requires a lot of energy to depict.

So in such a business, many coffin shops only accept one or two.

"boss!"

Li Tianxing called out, but the sound was not loud, but he could hear it clearly.

There were several young men in the store working hard and their heads were not raised.

Not far away, there was a rocking chair that kept shaking. After hearing the sound, he stopped and stood up a middle-aged man who looked in his early fifties.

This middle-aged man had two beards, a buzz cut, a cloth suit, and a purple clay pot in his hand.

"Yeah, Boss Li, have you thought about it?"

Obviously, he recognized Li Tianxing, but Li Tianxing said:

"Boss Zheng, this is Lin Xiao, the chairman of our Lin Group. He is here to talk to you!"

After saying that, Li Tianxing retreated behind Lin Xiao.

The boss Zheng of the coffin shop obviously did not expect that Lin Xiao was so young and was the chairman of the famous Lin Group.

After a little surprised, his eyes turned and said:

"So it turns out that he is the famous Mr. Lin, who has long admired him!"

This person's speech is a bit ancient and looks like a very conservative person.

Lin Xiao could understand it. After all, the person who proposed to paint Ding Shusheng's coffin must have been very consistent with these ancient rules!

Lin Xiao didn't say nonsense, but said to the boss directly:

"Boss Zheng, I came for the coffin."

"I heard that you have a good golden nanmu coffin here."

"I came for that golden nanmu coffin!"

Boss Zheng is not a man of Moji. He said to Lin Xiao:

"Mr. Lin, I am not short of money. You probably know a little about our industry. It is very easy to make a lot of money."

"I have followed the rules for so many years. Although I have not made much money, my customers are very proud of their face."

"I have some reputation in Jiangbei."

"To be honest, there are many people who are thinking about this golden nanmu coffin, but I haven't sold it,"

"This rule must be followed!"

When Lin Xiao heard this, he understood that the person in front of him might not be able to pass on.

Those who say that reputation are fake. The only coffin shop in the city that can legally make golden nanmu coffins. It is difficult to lose reputation.

The most important thing is actually the boss’s rules!

In other words, it is the rule passed down by the ancients!

"Boss Zheng was joking. My Lin family has been a big family for hundreds of years, so the rules must naturally be followed."

"If there are no rules, how could this family be passed down for eight hundred years?"

"Just, I don't know what your rules are..."
Chapter completed!