The Willbrook Family's old and dilapidated small tiled house instantly turned into a small house within a month. Many people even said that since they used Xaviera's paper money, the grandmother who hadn't seen them for many years came to their dream.
Of course, it was not possible. If the money was not in place every year and so many evil things were burned, isn't it annoying? Waiting for the future, not to mention the grandmother, the old ancestors would have to dream to scold them.
These days, Xavier's orders were in short supply, but on my side, there was no one around. My grandmother's craft has not been passed on after all. If it wasn't for the continuation of this non-heritage technique, I wouldn't be doing this kind of business at all.
Looking at the paper store, I wondered whether to sell a little something else and change into a DIY.
Just as I was thinking about it, a young guy approached me. He wanted to order a large quantity of handmade paper money.
I pointed in the direction of Willowbrook's house. “You can order it over there.”
“Auntie Carmen, I'm here specifically to see you.”