Putting makeup on the dead is called "encoffining" in the funeral parlor, and "opening the face" among the people.

The former has received professional training, and although they still maintain some old rules in their techniques, they have become a profession.

The latter is the inheritance of Bai Shixing. The techniques are various and not professional, but they are very effective.

People of the older generation have no reason to ask anyone like this!

I said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask," but I gave Wang Xiaohuan a look.

The latter said understandingly: "Give me three thousand and I will take over the job. One thousand is too little."

The property manager said: "You guys wait a moment, I'll go discuss it with someone!"

Not long after the property manager hung up the phone, he called me again: "I told that house that there was only one lonely old lady left in that house and she didn't have much money. Your charges were too high. She asked if it could be cheaper?

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I objected directly: "That won't work. Don't even look at it. What kind of work are you asking us to do?"

"What do you do when you don't have enough money to do this kind of thing?"

"One price, if it works, we'll do it, if it doesn't, we'll put it down."

The property manager was unhappy: "Young man, you are not benevolent enough in your work. How can young people make some money? Can you bear to take money from a lonely old lady?"

I laughed and said: "Manager, what you said is unreasonable. Am I a person who specializes in doing stupid things? No!"

"As soon as the coffin sticks on you, your good fortune will be at least three years away. Have you never heard of this?"

"If I hadn't seen you helping me find a house yesterday, I wouldn't have accepted your offer of 40,000 yuan."

The property manager's voice already sounded a bit gritty: "Okay, you can take whatever the old lady gives you, and I will make up for the difference."

"Okay!" I smiled and said, "I'll go find you later and let's sign an agreement."

"We agreed in advance that I won't go without a written guarantee."

The property manager’s voice was deep: “Go to the property office to find me now!”

"You waited for me to eat. Have you ever heard of carrying a dead person on an empty stomach?" I hung up the phone before the property manager could speak.

Wang Xiaohuan said: "How about we go there now?"

I waved my hand and said: "What are you going to do? Let's talk after breakfast. Isn't the property there inaccessible during the day?"

"I guess someone will have to come and lead us into the property soon."

When I was eighty percent full, property security guard Lao Wu came and said as he walked in: "Do you have a chef here? There is an old couple who need someone to take care of them during the day."

"At noon and in the evening, we will cook two meals and clean up. One hundred a day will be provided for meals. Do you want to go?"

I saw that the other person was looking at Butcher Wang, so I quickly sent a message: "Senior sister, come over. But don't ask for a hundred, lower the price."

Butcher Wang said: "I'll go! Now it's not a day, just eighty."

Old Wu smiled and nodded: "Okay, follow me later. And, that teacher."

Old Wu looked at Xia Mengying and said: "Originally, there was a kindergarten in our community. Later, because there were too few children, it couldn't be run anymore. Now there are only three of them coming to school. If you don't mind the low salary, can you help me first?

sky?"

"This..." As soon as Xia Mengying hesitated, Lao Wu said: "Although I have three children, my parents have said that I will try my best to satisfy you in terms of salary."

Xia Mengying said: "I can take care of these children for free. However, I have one request, that is, I cannot teach in the original kindergarten. If possible, let the children come to my house!"

Old Wu was stunned and said: "The classroom over there is ready, why don't you go?"

Xia Mengying looked directly at Lao Wu and said: "I have heard the legends about this community and I don't dare to go there."

Old Wu couldn't help but cursed: "Who is talking nonsense?"

"Okay, if you don't want to go, you won't go. After a while, I will bring the child over to you."

"Have you finished eating? If so, hurry up and leave! The manager is still waiting for you two at the property!" When Lao Wu talked to me again, he didn't have a good attitude.

I raised my eyes and looked at him: "Are you blind? I have a fried dough stick in my hand. Do you want to eat it, or do you want to scratch it?"

"Either you wait outside for a while, or you go back first and I'll go to the property by myself later."

"Why urge?"

"Where are the dead people over there rushing to be reincarnated?"

Old Wu was so angry that I slammed the door, but a sneer appeared on the corner of my mouth: "Sister, Xia Xia, you two are fighting on your own, so be careful."

"Badger, after a while, you can find a way to send a message to Ye Yang and tell him to find a coffin."

Wang Xiaohuan looked at me and then pointed to the door. What she meant was: If you don't even transmit your words, aren't you afraid that people outside will hear you?

Shanglin Community has long turned into an open confrontation.

I know there are ghosts and gods in the community.

They also know that I am a warlock.

Everyone knows each other's background, so there is no need to hide it.

All we need is an opportunity.
Chapter completed!