The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

At this time, Yun Zhizhi was looking at these coffins with a look of despair, secretly complaining in her heart.

I originally thought that they were just setting up a stall in front of the coffin shop, but I never expected that the owner actually put the coffins directly outside the door for sale.

Mom!

This time, it’s not just a matter of setting up a stall in front of the coffin shop, but directly next to the coffin!

My head hurts just thinking about it.

In the future, if her descendants ask her where she set up her stall, she will have another reason that is difficult to say.

Yun Zhizhi took a few deep breaths, trying to come back to her senses from her previous trance, and then began to look around carefully.

Yunhe Street, the name sounds poetic, but in fact it is the most dilapidated street in Haixi District.

However, what is surprising is that the street is unusually wide, forming a sharp contrast with its shabby appearance.

On weekdays, there are very few people strolling here. The reason is that in addition to a few deserted coffin shops, there are also several shops specializing in selling ghost money and various funeral supplies.

There is a faint smell of decay in the air, as if constantly reminding people of the specialness of this place.

Chenji Tangbanban Shop is located at the end of the street, with a relatively large open space at the door.

It seems that in order to attract the attention of customers and let everyone know clearly what the goods sold in his shop are, the owner of this shop actually moved the coffins to the open space outside the door for display and sale without any scruples.

At this moment, He Yang was about to break one of the garlic cloves hanging around his neck into pieces.

He hurried to Yun Zhizhi's side, reached out and gently tugged at her sleeve, and said with a look of horror on his face:

"Boss, are you really going to go this far this time? How about we go somewhere else? It feels so eerie and scary here!"

Yun Zhizhi noticed that He Yang's face had turned pale with fear, and she couldn't help but comfort him softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Besides, it's not like we haven't set up stalls in strange places before."

Hearing this, He Yang's face fell helplessly, and he muttered softly: "Okay... I hope everything goes well!"

Doctor Zhou walked over and twisted He Yang's ear. "You fat man He, the reason you wore red clothes was clearly to ward off evil spirits, and you just lied to me about bringing good luck."

He Yang covered his ears and cried out: "Ouch, it hurts!"

At this moment, sunlight shines into the shop through the old window frames, making the dust in the corners clearly visible.

Chen Dazhi was sitting on a chair at the checkout counter in the shop, his head nodding and his eyelids twitching constantly, and he was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, the only clerk in the shop ran hurriedly from a distance to Chen Dazhi like a frightened rabbit.

While panting, he shouted loudly: "Dong...Dongjia, there...a group of people coming outside!"

Chen Dazhi still kept his eyes closed, but he raised his hand slightly, and responded slowly with a voice full of fatigue and laziness:

"That's great! Since you have guests, why are you still standing here? Go and entertain them properly."

After saying that, he fell asleep again.

However, the waiter did not leave as he wished. Instead, he stood there and continued, "I haven't finished what I was saying, boss. I guess these people are not here to buy coffins."

Chen Dazhi couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Oh? They're not here to buy a coffin? Then why are they here? Are they just here to hang out?"

The clerk quickly shook his head and explained, "I just saw them moving some things. They seem to be setting up a stall next to where the coffins are placed in front of our shop!"

These words were like a thunderclap, suddenly exploding in Chen Dazhi's ears.

He was originally drowsy, but he woke up instantly and all his sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

He suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed in disbelief, "What?"

Then he stood up with a start and walked towards the door in two steps.

He still couldn't believe that someone would choose to set up a stall in front of a coffin shop.

What's more, those coffins are placed outside in plain sight!

Unless this person has a mental problem, he would never do such a ridiculous thing.

Thinking of this, Chen Dazhi felt more and more that the guy must have been dazzled and misunderstood the situation.

So he quickened his pace and wanted to go out and see for himself what was going on.

Not long after, Chen Dazhi came to the stall where Yun Zhizhi and the others were standing, taking two steps at a time, as fast as the wind.

At this moment, when he saw clearly the items displayed on the stall, he felt as if struck by lightning. His pupils suddenly dilated sharply and his mouth opened wide involuntarily, so wide that even an egg could be stuffed in.

"You..." Chen Dazhi was so shocked that he could hardly utter a complete sentence.

OMG!

The guy was right, they actually came to this place to set up a stall.

What is even more incredible is that what they sell at the stall is not something else, but food!

At this time, Yun Zhizhi looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of her who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and she had already guessed his identity.

Then, she smiled faintly and said softly, "Boss, we are here specifically to set up a stall and sell snacks."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chen Dazhi would definitely think that what he heard at this moment was simply the biggest joke in the world.

"Miss, I'm kindly advising you to find another place to set up your stall! Don't you think it's scary to do business here?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the black coffin about ten feet away from Yun Zhizhi's stall.

Yun Zhizhi looked in the direction of his finger and her eyes fell on the black coffin.

She looked away as if nothing had happened, and replied with a relaxed expression: "It's okay, we are strong inside and not afraid."

He Yang glanced at her secretly and muttered to himself: I have something wrong! I am not strong! I am afraid!

Then, Yun Zhizhi, as if deliberately trying to tease Chen Dazhi, said jokingly, "Boss, you're not afraid even though you've been guarding here all day."

Chen Dazhi raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled, showing no intention of continuing to dissuade the group of people in front of him.

If no one comes to patronize their business later, they will naturally leave tactfully.

In his opinion, these people were simply bored, so they came up with such a weird idea and set up a stall in front of his coffin shop.

However, just as Chen Dazhi was thinking this, a strong fragrance suddenly came to his nose.

He couldn't help but sniff hard, and his eyes immediately fell on the four large plates of snacks closest to him, which were bright red and exuding an enticing aroma.