The man came to the stall and did not answer me directly.

Instead, he looked around and looked at the paper man next to him.

He touched it with his hands, and then said with some sigh:

"Blank paper man, so meticulous craftsmanship."

I was still a little happy to see the other party praise.

I have been a white paper man since I was a child, so I naturally have no idea about my skills.

Then he said with a smile:

"Sir, I have absolutely no choice but to say about my skills.

Do you want to choose a few relatives or friends you are going to burn for the immortal?”

When I said this, the other party turned his head to look at me.

He looks handsome and has fair skin.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, she looks very gentle.

He smiled at this moment:

"Are you the owner of this shop, Ding Fan?"

I was a little surprised when the other party suddenly said my name.

"Do you know me?"

The other party smiled slightly and nodded:

"Yes, a friend introduced me to me. He said that your craftsmanship is very good!"

I'm very happy, introduced by an old customer.

This shows that my fame has gradually spread.

At least, I didn't lose my master's face.

In addition, business is not good today, I said cheerfully:

"Sir, an old customer introduction.

I'll give you a discount for the white paper man, one hundred yuan per person, one hundred nineteen men and women, one pair of golden boys.”

Man with glasses smiling:

"You are very good at business, so I want a pair. Burn it to my master!"

"Your master?"

I asked subconsciously because the master is of great significance in my life, and the master is already dead.

Now, I felt a little moved when I heard the other party burning him to his master.

The other party nodded slightly, then sighed:

“Yes, Master.

I have not seen a master for twenty years.
Chapter completed!