This is the name of the incense paper shop, and the boss is Zhou Wenxiao.

Tomorrow is Qingming Festival. The incense paper shop, which has a poor business on weekdays, is rarely booming. Several groups of people are queuing up to buy incense paper.

Wang Xiaobao waited for half an hour before it was his turn.

"Come three rolls of white paper, two candles, a bouquet of flowers, and a handful of fragrance... The fragrance is as high as one meter long!"

"And Erguotou, two bottles."

"A few more paper wives, are there any female women..."

Wang Xiaobao said through the counter.

He thought it very clearly.

Since I have decided to visit my ancestors, I will visit a good grave.

It must not be cold.

Burning paper, flowers, high fragrance and fine wine, plus the paper daughter-in-law of the ocean girl, if you don’t believe it, you can’t serve your ancestors well and serve them comfortably.

Then.

He will not bother him again.

In the incense paper shop.

Several guests who had not left looked at Wang Xiaobao's words.

Seeing Wang Xiaobao looking young and wearing the school uniform of Luohe No. 1 Middle School again, he couldn't help but sigh: "He is a good child, I know how to respect my ancestors."

"I'll buy a foreign girl for my ancestors, and my ancestors will be blessed!"

"Yes, it's indeed a very spiritual child. Unlike my kid, I went to the Internet cafe just after school. Are there any ancestors in the Internet cafe?"

"Boss, give it a little cheaper. Such a filial child will definitely not have bad studies. You will also be blessed if you get into college in the future..."

Everyone was talking nonsense and helped Wang Xiaobao get the price.

Wang Xiaobao gave a grateful greeting, very polite.

The owner of the incense paper shop fulfilled everyone's wishes and gave Wang Xiaobao a 30% discount with a smile.

It took two hundred and eight.

Wang Xiaobao paid the money with great distress.

This is the hard money he earned in a month!

But looking at the pile of fragrant paper candle lamps in my hand, and three fancy blond ocean women with paper paste, Wang Xiaobao smiled and felt that it was worth the money.

"Our ancestor must have never seen a female female. If you burn it to him, he will be so happy that he can't stop talking about it!"

Wang Xiaobao pondered in his heart.

"By the way, boss, do you have anything to drive away evil spirits and avoid obscenities?"

Wang Xiaobao asked, worried that if it would be useless to burn incense and paper for his ancestors, he would have to keep a backup plan.

The shop owner's eyes lit up and he hurriedly replied:

"have!"

"The peach wood sword consecrated by Master Qingyun, Guanqingcheng, protects the body and drives away evil spirits and calms the mind and dreams. One hundred times apart, and the old man is free to be deceived!"

“It’s too expensive, fifty.”

"Eighty, I'll give you a sports car, Maserati, burn it to your ancestors, he's definitely never driven it."

"Okay, then give me another private plane..."

After some bargaining, Wang Xiaobao left the incense paper shop with a large bag of things.

The sun sets, and the spring breeze swept with willow catkins flying.

Wang Xiaobao was wearing a bicycle with wind. Looking at the paper goods hanging on the front of the car, he was full of smiles and expectation.

"Tomorrow, Qingming Festival!"
Chapter completed!