Although the value of gold foil and top-grade jade jewelry was very different, Yi Qingqing was disappointed for a moment. But she immediately thought it through.
How could it be good stuff every time?
It was already a surprise to sign out two sets of jade jewelry before, which was unexpected wealth. There was no need to be disappointed if it was gone.
Yi Qingqing felt that she had plundered the sign-in location.
And this gold foil was not useless.
She had thought about buying gold foil to make some paper-made items in reality and burn some gold ingots for her teachers, who were no longer alive, during the Ghost Festival next year.
But she couldn’t find a place to sell these things, which was normal. In this era, these things couldn’t be taken out openly.
Without gold foil, she couldn’t make gold ingots. She originally planned to make some yellow paper and burn some paper money at that time, but now she doesn’t have to worry about it.
Maybe they don’t know that there is a student like her, but she has learned so many things from them, so they can be regarded as a master.
Yi Qingqing has no way to contact Master Zhu, Master Wen, and her high school teachers who still live in the world.
Teacher Zheng Zhiyin, who taught her to play the flute, Teacher Lin Yibai, who taught her to paint, Teacher Wang Wenyang, who taught her calligraphy, and Teacher Yi Qi, who taught her Chinese medicine, all died in such a place. It was unknown whether any of their descendants dared to risk their lives to worship them.
According to Master Bai, as long as the things that descendants burn to worship their ancestors are made properly, they can really be accepted in the underworld.
On the other hand, those lonely ghosts who have no one to worship them will probably have a hard time.
The situation has not been good in recent years, and paper burning for worship has to be hidden, so there are no shops selling these things.
Maybe it’s not just the people in the world of the living who have a hard life; people in the world of the dead are probably also very tight on money.
Yi Qingqing now has Level 3 of paper-folding skills, so it is no problem for her to fold some high-quality gold ingots. She hopes that the teachers who have suffered in the world of the living can enjoy happiness before their lives in the underworld end.
The gold foil reminded her, so she went out to the bookstore to buy a lot of cellophane. This paper was thin and soft, yet strong and cheap.
Normally, people buy them to paste on windows and glass, and some children use them to copy characters.
This paper material is suitable for paper-folding, but it only comes in white.
But this didn’t bother her.
She also bought some old-fashioned self-mixed powder pigments commonly used in advertising paintings at that time.
When the time comes, she can color and draw the patterns by herself. This painting skill will also add to her paper-folding skills.
At that time, she will arrange a mansion for each of her masters and then make some musical instruments, paint boards, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones according to their professional hobbies.
This way, she would feel more at ease.
Her teachers were truly a group of brilliant people, but it was just that this era had let them down.
Although these things seem to be fine on the surface, the amount of cellophane bought was a bit large. If she just took it home in such a big way, it was easy to make excuses when others asked about it, but it would be difficult to explain it away once her mother heard about it.
So, before going home, she found an empty alley and put it in the space.
When there are outsiders, the system will remind her of this rule when entering the skill learning mode, so she doesn’t have to worry about being discovered.
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