Xia Xin almost choked on his saliva when he heard the price.
Indeed, worthy of an ancestor...
Their ability to mark up prices from the ground up is simply unparalleled!
The rebirth plaques in their Taoist temple are always hand-carved and made by the abbot himself.
Such spiritual objects are generally priced according to the maker’s ability.
Generally speaking, the higher the maker’s ability, the better the effect, and consequently, the higher the price.
And then there’s the cost of the wood...
The price gets even higher.
For the abbot’s ability, this price doesn’t seem too expensive.
Upon hearing this, Chu Xi didn’t think twice before saying, "Then we’ll take the Golden Thread Sandalwood one!"
Xia Xin couldn’t help but take a deep breath and reminded him, "Well, you don’t need to go for something that expensive; the average ones are good enough. After all, you’ll still need to buy a new burial plot, which won’t be cheap..."
Chu Xi bowed slightly, recognizing Xia Xin’s kind intentions but still insisted, "Thank you, Master Xia Xin, but I would still like the Golden Thread Sandalwood."
His gaze turned to Jiangli, serious and solemn.
"We owe our third sister too much. We can only try our best to make her funeral rites as grand as possible. Even if it adds just a bit of peace and smoothness to her next life, no amount of money is too much to spend."
Jiangli nodded, "Since you’ve said so, let’s settle on that. Leave your third sister’s name and birth details, and I will personally make the rebirth plaque."
Chu Xi acknowledged with a "good," took the pen and paper from Xia Xin’s desk, and handed them to Chu Xi.
Chu Xi placed the red cloth on the empty chair next to him to free up his hands, picked up the pen and paper, and wrote down his third sister’s name and birth details.
His mother had mentioned the third sister’s birth details during their casual conversation last night.
Chu Xi’s mother still remembered them clearly.
Chu Xi handed the written birth details to Jiangli, "Abbot, please take a look."
Jiangli glanced at it and raised an eyebrow, "Your third sister is named Chu Sanmei?"
Chu Xi paused, looking awkward, "Yes... My eldest sister is Chu Damei, and my second sister is Chu Ermei..."
Jiangli clicked his tongue, "Your parents sure saved themselves some trouble when naming their daughters."
Chu Xi, feeling both embarrassed and guilty, rubbed his hands, not knowing what to say.
Jiangli did not say more and took Chu Sanmei’s birth details, "Leave this matter to me, I’ve got it. As for the two hundred thousand, just follow the usual practice and transfer it to Xia Xin."
Chu Xi nodded repeatedly, "Alright, I understand. I’ll transfer it to Master Xia Xin immediately."
Having worked hard in F City for so many years, he was now a corporate executive, and two hundred thousand wasn’t a significant sum for him.
As long as he could pave a brilliant future for his third sister.
Even if it cost more, it didn’t matter.
Chu Xi took out his phone intending to transfer the money to Xia Xin, but then he paused and added, "Oh, the abbot just mentioned that we should find a good feng shui site. Could the abbot please help us select a feng shui treasure spot? I’m willing to pay any amount!"
However, Jiangli shook his head, "That’s not what I mean. Nowadays, with all the skyscrapers, any place with slightly better feng shui has already been picked over. You’d better find a public cemetery directly. I have read about public cemeteries, and the sites are carefully selected, all fairly similar in quality. It’s convenient and saves trouble."
Chu Xi had wanted to ask Jiangli to help choose an even better feng shui treasure spot.
But after hearing what Jiangli had to say, he didn’t insist any further, "Okay, I understand. Thank you for the advice, Abbot."
After transferring the money to Xia Xin, Chu Xi left Jiaoyang Temple, holding the red cloth.