"I'm fine with that, but the key is what price the owner of the horse is offering."”
Ma Er was delighted and said with a money-grubbing expression,""How much can this horse be worth? One thousand taels of silver is no problem, right?"
Fiery Golden Eyes Wu Santong smiled and did not answer Ma Er's question. Instead, he asked,""Ma Er, do you know what the owner of this horse does?”
"I won't hide it from you. I'm not too sure either." Ma Er frowned.”
"Then what's his surname?" Wu Santong asked lightly.”
Ma Er thought for a moment and said,"Surname…Surname Jiang!" This surname is really rare in Gan Province!”
"How old does he look?" Wu Santong asked again.”
"Yes!" Ma Er calculated for a moment and said," He doesn't look old. He's a young man in his twenties!”
Wu Santong could not help but be stunned. He said,"Oh, Master Ma is so young?”
Then he smiled slightly. In his impression, young people were usually easier to talk to than older people. He calculated that the business about this horse would be successful.
"Master Wu, this person is also a mourner!”
"What do you mean?" Wu Santong asked.”
"This young man is a funeral attendant," Ma Er said. When he came to our inn, he brought a coffin with him. I heard that he was going to the Green Dragon Ridge. Because he was worried that the corpse would rot over time, he was looking for the old monk of the Twin Towers Temple to help him deal with the corpse.”
The reason why Ma Er remembered it so clearly was because he felt that this was something new! When the young man spoke, he paid more attention and took note of some of the young man's information.
"According to what you said, that young man is a filial son?" Wu Santong exclaimed.”
"It should be!" Ma Er frowned and said," He's really hard to talk to. His temper is also very bad. After he came back from the temple of the Twin Towers Temple, he has been locked in his room like a young lady who hasn't left her room. Even his meals have to be brought to his room!”
"Let's go!" Wu Santong said decisively," Bring me there!”
Ma Er was stunned for a moment and said somewhat reluctantly,""There's a coffin in his room, how depressing!”
Wu Santong smiled indifferently and said,"So what? In my opinion, having a coffin is a sign of wealth. I'm a businessman, so why would you, a shop assistant, be afraid? Let's go, lead the way!"
Ma Erzie smiled and squinted his eyes." Master Wu, if we manage to settle this matter today…"
Wu Santong laughed and scolded," You dog. You've changed your mind about being a money-grubber. If this matter really succeeds, will your Master Wu not get a share of the benefits?"”
As he spoke, he raised his leg and kicked Ma Er's butt lightly. Ma Er patted the spot where he was kicked with his hand and smiled widely. Then, he turned around and brought Wu Santong with him. The two of them walked quickly and arrived at a remote corner of the backyard. A slightly particular guest would never stay in such a room. This was a room with a small door and a narrow side. It was usually used to store sundries.
It was no wonder. After all, no matter which inn he went to, he would not be welcomed with a coffin. The owner of Tongfu Inn was willing to provide a room for this young man. Even if the room itself was very simple, it was already extremely rare.
The door was closed, and there was a piece of white paper pasted on it. On it were written the words " Lost Guest " in semi-cursive. The ink was wet and there were still traces of water, as if it had just been pasted.
Ma Er turned around and spread his hands at Wu Santong." What do you think we should do?”
Fiery Golden Eyes Wu Santong coughed hard and immediately stepped forward. Bam!" He slapped the door twice and shouted,"Is Chief Jiang here?" The room was quiet and there was no response.
The Fiery Golden Eyes Wu Santong could not help but frown. Just as he was about to raise his hand and knock on the door again, he suddenly heard a "Shua" sound. The door was suddenly opened from the inside. A haggard young man in plain clothes and a mourning cloth stood at the door.
Wu Santong immediately cupped his hands and said politely,"Are you Chief Jiang?"
" It's me." The young man in mourning clothes looked at Wu Santong and asked alertly,""May I know who you are?"
"My surname is Wu, and my name is Santong!" As Wu Santong spoke, he bowed and said with a smile," I'm sorry to be presumptuous, but I have something to discuss with Chief Jiang. Is it convenient to talk in the room?”
"As long as Brother Wu doesn't mind, why not?”As he spoke, the young man in mourning clothes with the surname Jiang immediately moved aside and made a gesture to invite him in.
Wu Santong bowed slightly and told Ma Er, who was beside him,""Go ahead and take good care of Chief Jiang's horse!”
Ma Er happily agreed and retreated. Wu Santong entered the room with the young man dressed in filial piety. As soon as he entered, he saw a black coffin on a wooden frame opposite him. The coffin was very large, and there was a memorial tablet on the altar behind it. The first teacher is the memorial tablet of Mu Gong. The two white candles flickered with white light, illuminating the small house, making it look very miserable and eerie!
"Please sit!" The young man in mourning clothes said.”Then, he sat down first.
The Fiery Golden Eyes Wu Santong squinted his very special eyes and sized up the young man surnamed Jiang. The other party was obviously too tired. His hair was messy, and the stubble on his face was messy, as if he had not taken care of it for more than ten days. His eyes were burning, probably because he was too sad and couldn't sleep well, so there were some red veins.
However, even so, it was still unable to conceal the young man's original bright spirit. It could be seen that the young man surnamed Jiang was a rather handsome young man.
"Chief Jiang's name is…" Wu Santong spoke first.
"Jiang Yuntian!" After saying this, Jiang Yuntian's eyes stared straight at Wu Santong.
Based on his many days of continuous experience, he could conclude that the person in front of him was not from the Four Seas Gang. Moreover, even if the person had some martial arts, his martial arts were not very high, so he did not have to worry much.
Jiang Yuntian glanced at Wu Santong and said,""Brother, what are you here for? I'm in mourning clothes and really don't have the mood to talk!”
" Yes, yes." Wu Santong coughed dryly and said," Chief Jiang, you've probably heard about the horse race the day after tomorrow!"”
Jiang Yuntian shook his head. I have never heard of it!"
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