Coffin

Great Tang Dynasty, Yangzhou City.

"Congratulations, Boss Chen!"

"Mm!"

On the street, Chen Feng carried a signboard on his shoulder. Acquaintances around him warmly greeted him whenever they saw him.

Chen Feng smiled and nodded in response, exchanging a few pleasantries now and then.

They only offered congratulations; no one wished him booming business.

After all, Chen Feng had opened a coffin shop in Yangzhou City. It was rather inauspicious.

Young shopkeepers like him were rare, but no one looked down on Chen Feng because his adoptive father was the Nether Daoist, a man of some renown in the city.

However, Yangzhou City had a Demon Suppression Bureau, along with all manner of services and shops related to the dead. It was difficult to survive here.

For example, Daoist Zhang from the Jiang Mo shop next door. Though he did not make coffins, many of the things he sold were similar to what Chen Feng had in his shop.

Things such as burial clothes for the deceased, rituals for sending off the dead, sacrificial offerings, spirit money, lanterns, candles, and so on.

Whenever the Demon Suppression Bureau could not promptly handle some Lesser Demons, people would occasionally come to him. Daoist Zhang had some skill when it came to settling minor troubles.

Back when Chen Feng's adoptive father was here, he did not run a shop, but his reputation was enough. Whenever people had business, they sought Chen Feng's adoptive father, leaving the Jiang Mo shop with poor business.

Daoist Zhang had not dared to say much. Now that Chen Feng's adoptive father was gone, only Chen Feng remained, and he had even opened a coffin shop.

This delighted Daoist Zhang. Seeing Chen Feng pass by, Daoist Zhang, dressed in a blue Daoist robe, clasped his hands. "Congratulations, Boss Chen.