Nine old men.
Each of them gave five catties of yellow paper. Those who had money to sew did not pay, and those who did not received a pair.
The group of old people hurriedly carried their things back after Yang Hao repeatedly emphasized that they would receive their wages on a daily basis and promised to collect 31 catties.
After the elders left, Yang Hao did not make any more joss money.
First, he called the manufacturer of the yellow paper and asked him to send a few batches of goods.
Then, Yang Hao took a pair of money nails and walked to a blacksmith shop on the street.
Nowadays, blacksmithing was also a skill that was about to be lost. Fortunately, there were many old people in the Laocheng District, and there were also old people like Grandpa who insisted on doing manual work.
Yang Hao's shop had all sorts of money nails and incense sticks that the old man had forged from his shop.
He directly placed an order and asked the blacksmith shop owner to help him make fifty sets of money nails and small hammers.
Then, Yang Hao went to the wood market and bought more than twenty bamboos.
Someone could help make paper money, but as a white matter shop, it did not only sell paper money.
Paper men, paper horses, spirit palanquin, and spirit house were all technical work. Before he could find suitable labor, he could only do it himself.
Three days.
Yang Hao was basically busy in the shop.
He didn't go out of the main door, didn't step out of the second door, and relied on the yellow-robed young man to eat.
Fortunately, the results were good.
In three days, the newly opened shop had almost restored the stock of the old master.
There were ten paper men and women, six paper horses, and more than 200 catties of paper money. There were also two boxes of incense and candles.
The rest of the items, such as wreaths, firecrackers, and fireworks, were purchased by Yang Hao. There were two stalls at the entrance of the shop.
These things were really consumables that were used for fun. There was no commission for selling them, so Yang Hao didn't bother to get them himself.
At noon, Yang Hao was building a spirit sedan.
There was an old man nearby who had gone yesterday. His family had ordered some things here and had already taken away 20 catties of paper money. They had also taken a lot of firecrackers and incense.
The rest were the spirit sedan and the spirit house.
The spirit sedan needed these things today, so he would come to get them in the afternoon.
As for the Spirit House, there was no rush. It would only be used on the day of burial.
According to the customs here, the old man would be buried five days later, so Yang Hao still had time.
"Master Little Yang!"
Suddenly, a familiar man's voice came from outside the door. Yang Hao turned around.
His eyes lit up.
Of course, her eyes did not light up when she saw that man.
Because this man was Shang Yun Qi. Beside him was a mother and daughter!
Shang Qing and his mother were dressed very beautifully today. Not to mention the daughter of the school belle, even his mother looked as attractive as a ripe peach in her thirties because of her family's wealth.
"CEO Shang, why is your family here?”
Yang Hao put down what he was doing and walked toward the door.
Shang Yunqi smiled as he entered the room. He put down the gift boxes in his hands and said,"I can't thank you enough. Little Green hasn't recovered yet and has been taking care of her, so I came to thank you today. I hope Master Little Yang doesn't mind!”
"Yes, I'm really sorry. Master, have you had lunch? Yun Qi booked a private room at a private restaurant not far away. See if you can do me the honor!”
"Uh..."
Yang Hao was stunned.
What the hell? It's already 11:30 pm, and he's treating us to a meal at this time. He's really being polite.
Yang Hao didn't know that the family had come over at the last minute. They had originally planned to invite Yang Hao for dinner in the afternoon, but Shang Yunqi had something to do that night and needed to go out, so they rushed over.
"There's no need. I just ordered takeout. Besides, there's nothing to be grateful about. It's not like I don't get paid for helping. Just treat me like a doctor in the hospital!”
After saying that, Yang Hao didn't wait for him to speak and continued,""Besides, you see, I'm quite busy here. After dinner, someone will come to pick up the goods. I'm still a little unfinished!”
It was just a meal, and it wasn't like Yang Hao couldn't afford it. Although he had his goddess to accompany him, Yang Hao wasn't the hot-headed youth he was in high school anymore. He knew very well what he wanted now.
The commission was what he needed.
"This…" Shang Yun Qi wanted to persuade Yang Hao, but Yang Hao said,"How about this? We'll eat in two days when we're not busy!”
One sentence blocked Shang Yun Qi's words.
After chatting for another two minutes, the family walked out without drinking a glass of water.
Yang Hao didn't send them off. He just watched them leave. Then, he didn't see what they were carrying. He turned around and continued to work on the unfinished spirit house.
Tada!
The sound of high heels hitting the floor tiles came from behind. Yang Hao turned his head.
"Hello, Yang Hao. I didn't expect you to save me this time! Thank you!"
Shang Qing, who had reappeared at the door, was smiling like a flower. It was as if she was a different person from when she was beside her mother without saying a word.
"Hey, school belle, why aren't you eating?”
(Chapter 3, Votes! The data didn't move! I'm in a hurry!)
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