"Damn, you've got guts!" Feng Zhixiao gritted his teeth, threw over 140,000, and said angrily, "Who can afford such a price?"
"Can't afford it? Sorry, then we won't cremate, we'll just store it in the freezer. Storage in the freezer is 200 a day!" Crooked Nose snorted coldly and said, "Here's your receipt, please keep it safe!"
"Do you always just offer your freezer like this? Aren't you afraid people won't pay?" Feng Zhixiao asked curiously.
"No, for a dead person, it's their last journey, right? Many people will choose to grit their teeth and bear it. Isn't it just 140,000, easy enough to handle!" Crooked Nose chuckled and said, "Besides, there are only three crematoriums in the whole Jianghuai City, prices are the same everywhere. Generally, people won't make things difficult for the deceased, running around everywhere!"
"Oh my God, this really is an era where dying is unaffordable!" Feng Zhixiao shook his head in helplessness, picked up the receipt, and went out.
