Zhou Wei's study is not full of a strong local atmosphere, but it has a sense of antique and antique. The layout of the entire study is made of golden nanmu.

There was once a celebrity's home. It is said that the furniture he collected was only available in China, and it is more and more complete than the ones collected in the Forbidden City.

The bookcases and tables and chairs in Zhou Wei's family are also made of golden nanmu. Although there are not as many as those in the celebrity's house, they are shocking enough. The combined value is at least over 10 million, and you may not be able to buy them even if you have money. Those who collect this golden nanmu furniture will not be sold at all.

When Wang Zan rubbed his fingers over, he clearly felt that these things were extraordinary and should have a history of at least a hundred years.

"I met this set of furniture by chance at that time. I usually like to collect some collection..." The surroundings slapped the table, and said with a little excited expression: "It was a waste to collect it. More than ten years ago, I went to a village near Wansui Mountain, west of the capital. At that time, a family wanted to buy a wedding for their son, but the money was not enough. It is said that in the early years, my ancestors used to be a high-ranking official in the court, and later retired and returned home to bring a lot of items. After several generations, most of them were lost. There were still a few items left. At that time, they planned to sell them to prepare for their wedding for their son. Haha, guess what?"

Wang Zan pointed to the furniture and said, "Is this the same?"

"This is really not the case. That family was going to sell two snuff bottles, but when I went to his house, I saw their set of furniture at a glance. But the key is that they didn't know that it was made of golden nanmu, so they took a desk to talk about it. They actually used it as a chopping board for cutting vegetables. It must be said that there was a wooden board on it at that time, otherwise it would have ruined people..."

Zhou Wei sighed and said, "I saw that this was a rare set of gold-silicon nanmu furniture. I was quite moved, so I talked to the other party that not only wanted to pack the snuff bottle, but also included the furniture and packed them all. At that time, it cost about 200,000 yuan. If I met someone who knew the goods, it would probably start at least one million yuan. The key thing was that I couldn't touch it. Fortunately, it was so lucky."

Wang Zan squinted his eyes and stared at the furniture. He stroked it back and forth several times, and then said meaningfully: "Every drink and every peck, everything has cause and effect, and it is not so easy to take advantage of."

Zhou Wei asked in confusion: "What did you say?"

"It's okay, I've probably seen you almost the same. Let's stay here today and don't leave. I'll go out to buy some things and come over later..."

Zhou Wei suddenly asked nervously: "What's your solution?"

Wang Zan did not make it clear, but just explained in a vague way: "Will you talk to me later? I have to go out and buy some things that I will use at that time?"

Zhou Wei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask the driver to take you out."

Then Wang Zan and Jiang Yuying came out and were sent by the driver to a place specializing in funeral products. He probably tasted what Zhou Wei was doing, so he had to prepare something before night.

After walking into a wreath shop, the boss in his forties stepped forward and greeted, "What should I buy?"

"Burning paper, fire brazier, and some paper people who are buried with me. I may want a lot of these things. Boss, please see if you can prepare it."

The boss's eyes lit up suddenly. He knew that the business was going to be a lot, so he nodded and said, "Don't worry, the store has a lot of inventory, so you can just say whatever you want."

"I want twenty-one paper people, both men, women, young and old. Then prepare two paper people, one man and one woman, according to the rules of your industry, one sedan chair, one paper horse, one black, four tables, chairs, and benches, and then nine paper houses..."

When Wang Zan started talking about these things, Jiang Yuying didn't feel anything to listen to them. However, as Wang Zan asked for more and more things, she suddenly realized that it was a little familiar to her. Then she suddenly realized that these paper people and other things were exactly what Zhou Wei said before, and she dreamed of her dreams when she was dreaming.

Jiang Yuying couldn't help looking at Wang Zan in surprise, and felt a little chill on her back.

"In addition, you need cinnabar, two-foot red rope for brushes, money, stumbling rope..."

The shop owner looked at Wang Zan a few times as soon as he heard this and said, "Don't you see that you are so young, you are actually a gentleman and your entourage?"

Wang Zan smiled and didn't explain.

The things he wanted were obviously ordered by Mr. Yin and Yang, and were used for funeral work, but what the boss didn't know was that these things were not for dead people at all, but for Zhou Wei.

"I'll write you an address and phone number. If you ask someone to send these things before dark at night, don't miss anything for me." Wang Zan picked up a piece of paper and wrote down Zhou Wei's residence at Tang Chen Yipin.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll prepare you for delivery in the afternoon..."

After coming out of the wreath and getting on the bus, Wang Zan asked the driver: "Where is the nearby temple that has more incense, which is more effective?"

"Nearby? It must be Putuo Mountain, but if you drive here, you won't be able to come back tonight. In Shanghai, you will be Chenghuang Temple and Jing'an Temple."

Wang Zan shook his head and said, "The City God Temple is not good, the breath is too messy, go to Jing'an Temple."

There are two temples in Shanghai, namely Jing'an Temple and Chenghuang Temple. However, the incense of the two are completely different. The incense of the City God Temple has been exaggerated by various complex auras for many years. It may have incense, but it is no longer too rich or less effective. The second is Jing'an Temple, which is relatively effective here.

Another thing is that there are very differences between temples and temples in China, and they are strictly divided and cannot be confused.

The temple worships Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and the temple worships ghosts and gods.

Then the one who worships ancestors is called the ancestral hall.

Zhou Wei's problem is obviously a supernatural event. From a normal perspective, the temple will be more effective, and Wang Zan is going to Jing'an Temple to get a pinch of incense ash.
Chapter completed!