After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 12: Qin Master Xiangyun
"Okay!" the skateboard ghost agreed. "Then give me some spicy noodles. I want that big bag of them all!"

"Okay!" Song Miaozhu put the big bag of spicy strips on the counter: "All of these together, a total of 600 ghost money."

She bought spicy strips worth three hundred yuan in total, and they are all here.

The skateboard ghost took out a slightly larger silver ingot and a slightly smaller silver ingot from his clothes.

The styles of Yuanbao and Anshoutang's Yuanbao are slightly different, but the value of their ghost money is the same, and they are made of silver paper. After one is filled with ghost money, the big one is worth 500 ghost money, and the small one is worth 100 ghost money.

Apparently, she was not the only one in Fengdu City that sold ingot-shaped coin molds.

After the payment was made and the goods were delivered, the skateboard ghost left with the spicy strips.

An old man holding a pipe came up from the back and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes for sale?"

"Yes!" Song Miaozhu took out a few cartons of cigarettes she had bought. "These are the only types available right now."

The old smoker frowned. "Why are all these cigarettes like this? Forget it. I heard that the world of the living is different now than it was back then. How much do you sell these cigarettes for?"

"These twenty ghost coins, these sixty ghost coins, and these one hundred ghost coins are all priced in bulk. If you buy a whole pack, the price will be ten times higher." Song Miaozhu said.

"Hiss! That's so expensive! Make it cheaper, ten hell coins and I'll take a pack." The old smoker said, "I've been dead for too long, no one worships me anymore, and I rely on the basic hell life money given by the underworld every year to make ends meet. Who can afford it if it's not cheaper?"

"I'm sorry, it's not easy to go to the Yang World to purchase goods, so I won't bargain!" Song Miaozhu said with a smile.

What a joke! Looking at the wrinkled faces of the customers crowding outside the store, you can tell that the things she brought today will sell well.

"Also, please make your decision quickly! Business hours are limited, and each customer only has one minute to make a purchase..."

"Hmph! Give me a pack of twenty-coin cigarettes!" The old smoker finally bought it and took out two pieces of yellow paper from the sole of his shoe.

It looks like a lower-level coin mold. It won't lose its lifespan, but if you charge it in and then withdraw it, it will become scrapped.

One is worth ten ghost coins.

"Okay!" Song Miaozhu's attitude remained consistent: "Please take it, this is your cigarette."

Before the old smoker even left the store, a third, pot-bellied customer squeezed up to the counter and pointed at the bottles behind it: "Boss! I want beer, give me that whole case!"

This person obviously loves wine, and Song Miaozhu has no rules to limit purchases if there are too many customers and too little goods.

She only has two hours in the underworld, so the faster she sells, the better.

I sold the whole box of beer directly to this big-bellied ghost.

The ghosts outside also realized that the store was running low on stock.

Every time a ghost customer buys something he likes and gives up a spot to enter the store, a bunch of ghosts rush in.

Of course, in the end there is only one lucky person.

Modern ghosts spend money to buy things, reminiscing about the joy they had when they were alive.

Those old ghosts who have been dead for many years are just buying it to join in the fun and try something new.

Liveliness is also a very precious thing in the underworld.

Some stores were out of stock, so Song Miaozhu took note of them.

If there are many people who want it, she can directly add it to the future purchase list and sell it in the store.

Few people wanted it, and the total price was high, so she made the most money. She would wait until she returned to the mortal realm to check the price, issue a purchasing order, and then buy it after receiving the deposit. There were no ghosts shouting or yelling. Saving some ghost energy meant more ghost money and buying more things.

If you want to live comfortably in Fengdu City, you must have some ghost money, and the old ghosts know it well.

In less than an hour, the store was sold out.

Song Miaozhu took out a loud speaker and persuaded the remaining ghosts to leave:

"All the goods from the living world are sold out. Only the gold ingots and coin molds are left. Come back tomorrow at midnight! If you need to purchase large amounts of tens of thousands of ghost money, you can come into the store to chat."

The ghost guests then gradually dispersed.

In addition to the newly dead, there are also ghosts who are mourned by their relatives and ghosts who have skills and industries in Fengdu City. In fact, very few ghosts are willing to spend tens of thousands of ghost money at a time to buy things.

After all, ghost money represents ghost life. Only with ghost life can one stay in the underworld. If one has squandered his ghost life and still has no chance to be reincarnated as a human being, he can only be reincarnated as something else.

When the time comes, you will be reincarnated as a cat, dog, or something like that. After you die, you will not be able to enter Fengdu City and can only go to Animal City to wait for reincarnation.

There were not many large-scale purchasing intentions on the first day, and Song Miaozhu only recorded nine in total.

They are all modern ghosts who still have relatives to mourn them, and what they want are technological products from the world of the living.

The store finally became deserted, but Song Miaozhu was still busy counting the paper money she had collected today.

Suddenly, a copper bell rang. Without even looking up, Song Miaozhu said, "I'm sorry, our shop's special products from the mortal world are sold out. We won't have new stock until midnight tomorrow night!"

"What's sold out? I see there's only one left." A soft voice with a hint of laughter came.

Song Miaozhu counted the stack of paper money in her hand before looking up.

This was definitely the most beautiful ghost she had ever seen since she came to the underworld.

The beautiful ghost covered her face and chuckled softly: "Sister Shopkeeper is just like those stinky men, staring at me in a daze?"

"Everyone loves beauty!" Song Miaozhu came back to her senses and said, "Sorry, my sister is so beautiful that I couldn't help but look at her a few more times."

"Everyone loves beauty. Then can you give me this thing?" the beautiful ghost asked with a smile.

Song Miaozhu looked at what she was pointing at and was speechless for a while.

What the beautiful ghost said was right. Her store really had a specialty from the living world - a big loudspeaker that was a must-have at street stalls.

"You want this?" Song Miaozhu said in surprise.

The beautiful ghost nodded slightly: "That's right."

Worried that she would not give up, the beautiful ghost introduced herself:

"I'm Xiangyun, the owner and zither player of Xiangyun Pavilion in Chunyi Lane next door. Lately, all the business has been taken away by that new... that new... bar with an unpleasant name. I see your treasure seems to be attracting customers with amazing results, so I'd like to buy it to try and win some business. If you really can't let me go, renting it to me for a few hours a day would be nice."

"It's no problem selling it to you!" Song Miaozhu hadn't planned to continue hawking recently. After hawking for a while today, the customers she attracted were enough for her to handle for a long time:

"But this is an object from the living world. If you bring it to the netherworld, its shelf life, um, its lifespan, will be greatly reduced. This speaker still uses batteries, so you may not need to use it for long before you need to replace the batteries, or even the speaker. Can you accept this?"

This was something she saw in "The Secret Art of Paper-making". She wasn't sure how much the shelf life would be shortened, but it would definitely go bad easily.

Because this big speaker was brand new when she bought it, it felt a little old not long after it was brought to the underworld.

(End of this chapter)