Chapter 146 It’s fun, I want to play

"Don't be nervous, I'll just talk casually."

Zhang Yang didn't expect that his casual remark would make the woman seem anxious.

"I'm not nervous." Li Zi turned around and asked the assistant: "Am I nervous?"

The assistant nodded: "You were indeed a little nervous just now."

"Well, sorry Master Zhang, just go ahead and pretend I don't exist."

Li Zi, like the old Taoist priest, is not stubborn at all.

Considering that the other party spent a large amount of money to buy Shen Yiyi's bronze ware, Zhang Yang was happy to answer the question.

Just don't let him work.

"Then I'll continue to talk about what I know."

"In fact, there are two types of funerals in China: those with religious elements and those without religious elements."

"The local religions are mainly Buddhism and Taoism..."

"Master Zhang, forget about religion."

Li Zi suddenly interrupted Zhang Yang and said:

"My father prayed to the gods and Buddhas every day and donated hundreds of thousands of yuan to the temples, but no Bodhisattva came out to bless him. He still got sick as he was supposed to."

“I don’t believe that now.”

Zhang Yang actually wanted to say, your father prays to the gods every day, so why not just put the urn in the temple for worship? Is there any need to organize a funeral?

But from the tone of Li Zi's voice, she obviously became a little irritated when she talked about this.

So Zhang Yang didn't say this.

“Non-religious ceremonies cover a wider range of categories.”

"Our country is so big, and each ethnic group and each region has different customs. I will just talk about the key points."

"The more modern ones include sea burial, tree burial, grass burial..."

Zhang Yang counted on his fingers, and just when he was halfway through, the female assistant interrupted him:
"Master Zhang, Miss Li's time is very precious. Can you tell us something we don't know?"

Li Zi added:

"Just say whatever you think will impress my father."

"Understood." Zhang Yang indicated that he understood the other party's needs: "Father, besides praying to the gods and Buddhas, do you have any other hobbies?"

"No, apart from his talent in business, he is a normal person in other aspects."

"understood."

Zhang Yang nodded. What normal people mean is that he is lustful.

What normal man doesn't like this?

And judging from Li Zi's appearance, her father is most likely a womanizer, otherwise he would not have given birth to a sixth child.

That's it.

"Come here, Miss Li, look here."

Zhang Yang pointed to a display case not far away that contained Han Dynasty maid figurines.

He has already repaired the one that was broken before.

"I would like to make a somewhat presumptuous guess that your father once had a dream about three thousand beauties in his harem, just like most people."

"Of course, it may just be a thought, not a practice."

"If it is not achieved during life, what about after death?"

When Li Zi heard this, a subtle smile appeared on her face.

It seemed like he wanted to stop laughing, but he held it back.

"Master Zhang, I think I understand your idea. You want to sell these maid figurines to my father as burial objects, right?"

"Hehe, that's right."

Zhang Yang clapped his hands gently and said, "Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only maid figurines from the Han Dynasty here. I can make figurines of any other shapes and appearances you want."

“100% refund if not satisfied.”

After listening to this, Li Zi subconsciously pursed her lips and looked thoughtful.

After thinking for about two minutes, she shook her head firmly.

If her father had three thousand concubines in his harem, wouldn't she have three thousand more terracotta figurines as her stepmothers? How shameful.

"Master Zhang, this is a good idea, but it can only be proposed by my brothers, not me."

"My character is an independent woman, and I cannot make suggestions that are obviously inconsistent with my character."

"Master Zhang hopes you can understand."

"This reason... makes sense." Zhang Yang said with a look of regret: "That's such a pity."

If we can take on the business of producing 3,000 terracotta figurines, the turnover would be at least 6 million!
But the other party's reasons are impeccable.

"Ms. Li, I have one last plan."

"You say."

"Why not just build an imperial mausoleum?"

Zhang Yang let out a long breath and said:

"In the five thousand years of Chinese history, only the imperial mausoleums have that flavor. Any other ceremony is not as good. There may not be such an environment in China, but you can buy a small island in the Pacific Ocean and make arrangements."

"And do you know what the benefit is?" "Hurry up and write down what Master Zhang said." Li Zi urged the assistant and said to Zhang Yang very respectfully: "You continue, no need to ask me, I can find a sense of participation by myself."

"The good thing is that anything your father likes can be taken into the grave."

"..."

"And then?" Li Zi asked expectantly when she saw Zhang Yang stopped talking.

"That's all. As for the design of the mausoleum, you can go find a professional designer. I don't have any recommendations."

"If it doesn't work, go to the Internet to find information about Dingling and copy it."

"Okay, Xiao Liu, remember this too."

"Master Zhang, thank you for your hard work."

Li Zi stood up to express her gratitude:
"Dingling is a good idea. My father is a Ming fan, and The 15th Year of Wanli is the most read book on his bookshelf."

"Master Zhang, your proposal has a high chance of being favored by him."

"When the time comes, I will reward you handsomely."

"Miss Li, you are too polite."

Zhang Yang knew that the generous reward the other party mentioned would probably have to wait until he inherited the estate, so he naturally didn't take it to heart.

The richest man is not an ordinary person. Even if he has cancer, he should be able to survive for a long time.

"I heard from Uncle Hu that you bought all the bronze chimes in our store?"

"Yeah, that's what I should do."

"That's really nice!" Zhang Yang gave a thumbs up. He didn't expect the other party to answer like that.

"So do we want to arrange for delivery? Or do you guys take it back yourself?"

"Let's do it ourselves." Li Zi said with a smile, "We won't bother Master Zhang."

"Okay, here's my business card."

"If you need to buy any high-quality imitation antiques in the future, feel free to contact me. I can meet any of your needs." Zhang Yang said, handing over a business card.

"Anything?"

"Yes, any antique will do..."

Zhang Yang was talking and laughing with Li Zi when Lao Hu suddenly rushed in from the door.

He looked nervous and walked very fast, his feet almost felt hoarse.

It feels like being chased by a dog.

When Li Zi saw this scene, she quickly pointed it out to Zhang Yang, asking him to see what was going on.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Yang quickly stood up and asked.

"Zhang Yang, and the other two guests, please go into the warehouse and hide for a while."

"Someone is here to seek revenge?"

Seeking revenge? Who?
Zhang Yang didn't have many enemies to begin with, and he also had to have an intersection with Lao Hu...

That can only be Huangmao.

But that guy shouldn't be released, right? Even if he is, would he still dare to come?

"Are they the two rich second-generations behind Huangmao?" Zhang Yang asked speculatively.

"Yeah, I recognize them."

Old Hu nodded repeatedly with a serious expression. He knew that Zhang Yang had connections, but he didn't know how strong they were.

So the first thing that comes to mind is to hide and avoid it.

"It's okay, uncle, don't panic."

Zhang Yang signaled Lao Hu to calm down first.

Aren’t they just two rich second-generations?
This kind of opportunity to show off and then get slapped in the face is so rare.

With Uncle Shen's support, if you still hide when encountering such a small matter, wouldn't it be like walking in the night in fine clothes?

"I'll take care of this matter." Zhang Yang said confidently.

Li Zi, who was standing by, blinked her big eyes and listened to their conversation with great interest.

She interrupted curiously and asked:
"What rich second generation? Are they better than me?"

"You?" Zhang Yang turned around and glanced at her: "Is the second young master of Hongyuan Group on the same level as you?"

"Oh, you mean Xiaowu."

"I was wondering why there is another shameless rich second generation in Qingzhou besides my second brother. It turns out to be him."

Li Zi smiled, and her smile made Zhang Yang feel something was wrong.

She said happily: "Master Zhang, don't worry, he won't dare to touch you with me here."

Looking at her expression, Zhang Yang and Lao Hu understood that the rich second-generation boy named Xiao Wu would probably nod and bow and call Li Zi "sister" when he saw her.

"Um... Miss Li, how about you go in and hide first?"

Zhang Yang pointed to the warehouse behind her.

I have adjusted my state, but if I feel unhappy for a moment, I feel like ants are crawling on my body.

But Li Zi saw Zhang Yang's thoughts and shook her head with a smile:

"No, I don't want to miss such a fun opportunity."

(End of this chapter)