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

Chapter 99: Enduring
"So you also made the fourth-grade paper clothes for Anshoutang?" E Hongjuan said admiringly:

"I heard that the fourth-grade paper clothes are just like clothes made of real cloth. They can be worn for hundreds of years without getting damaged. They can also automatically change size and perfectly protect the ghost body. One fourth-grade paper clothes is worth thousands or tens of thousands of lower-grade paper clothes.

Unfortunately, there are only a few pieces of fourth-grade paper clothes for sale every day, and the styles are different each time. They are sold out as soon as they are put on the shelves.

"Master Song, can I buy a set from you? Just the most basic style, a plain four-piece paper jacket and pants."

"I haven't been making paper clothes like this lately that have no decorations but only color matching," said Song Miaozhu.

"Ah?" E Hongjuan was a little disappointed: "I'm afraid I can't afford anything better."

Seeing that she really liked him, Song Miaozhu thought that knowing each other was fate, so she relented:
"A fourth-grade, plain top and pants cost 150,000 ghost coins each, which converts to RMB, a total of 600,000. They're available in red, green, purple, yellow, black, and white. If you want, I can make you a set and burn it for you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Master Song! I want a bright red top and a pair of purple pants!" E Hongjuan said, "I'll transfer the money to you now!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Mumu and said, "Master Zhao, please tell Captain Li to transfer all the 800,000 to Master Song. The 600,000 will be used for the paper clothes, and the remaining 200,000 will be used to buy a six-petal first-grade golden lotus, nine third-grade gold ingots, ninety second-grade gold ingots, and the rest will be used to buy low-grade and first-grade gold ingots!"

Even if Zhao Mumu had known that Song Miaozhu's ancestors opened a shop in the underworld and she could still go to the underworld, she was still shocked by the value of these paper figurines in the underworld. She looked at Song Miaozhu inquiringly: "Are they so expensive?"

The first time she looked carefully at the paper-made items on the shelves, she found that apart from gold ingots and golden lotus flowers, there were only some small paper clothes.

But although she could see ghosts clearly, she still could not see the yin energy and spiritual energy, let alone the spiritual energy and yin energy contained in objects.

So they all looked the same to her: "Are there any differences between them? Are there different grades?"

"Of course there is a difference. High-grade ingots can hold more ghost life and are more shinning. High-grade golden lotuses can hold more ghost life and can transform more pure Yin energy, making it easier to absorb!
Not to mention paper clothes, low-grade ones are obviously made of paper, and inferior paper clothes will break even with the slightest surge of ghost power. Only fourth-grade paper clothes are real clothes!"

E Hongjuan talked incessantly, "The fourth-grade paper clothes made by Master Song are unique in Fengdu City! Many ghosts want to buy them but have no way to do so!"

Master Zhao, please help me tell Captain Li! This price is really not expensive! If you miss this opportunity, you will miss this store forever.

Anyway, if she was asked to use 300,000 ghost money to snatch the fourth-grade paper clothes, she would definitely not be able to get it.

Without compensation from the world of the living, she couldn't afford it.

She died early and hadn't done anything evil, so the annual offerings for her life in the afterlife were quite good, enough for her to stay in Fengdu City and wait for reincarnation, and she would still have some money left over to buy some cheap incense and candles every three months.

She couldn't even afford good-quality paper clothes, and inferior paper clothes were not durable.

If she could buy a fourth-grade paper dress, she would never have to worry about having nothing to wear.

"Are you sure you want to choose red clothes and purple pants? Aren't the colors too exaggerated?" Zhao Mumu asked.

"The more exaggerated and brighter the color, the longer it will last in the underworld. When I am reincarnated, maybe I can sell the paper clothes and earn some ghost money to live a carefree life for a few years!" said E Hongjuan.

Zhao Mumu: “…”

She didn't understand the aesthetics of the underworld at all, but she still showed respect and conveyed E Hongjuan's intentions to Captain Li. Captain Li was also shocked.

It seems that Master Song was not exaggerating. This is the price of these paper-made things in the underworld!

He paid the money with a bit of doubt in his life, and then bought the gold ingots and golden lotus flowers according to the instructions on the shelf.

Finally, out of curiosity, I couldn't help but ask Song Miaozhu: "Master Song, what is the difference between this grade of ingot and the lower grade ingot in the underworld?"

"Let me put it this way. If your thoughts about your loved ones are worth a thousand ghost coins, the low-quality gold ingots I made can probably hold ten yuan worth of ghost coins. You have to burn a hundred gold ingots to convey your thoughts to the underworld.

If printed ghost money is burned, a ghost banknote worth 10 billion may not be able to hold even a penny of ghost money, and the ghost life value in it will be easily lost. If the ghost life value is lost, the ghost money will depreciate.

But if you burn in high-quality ingots, the lifespan in them will never be lost.

And all you need is one first-grade ingot to bring all your thoughts, worth a thousand ghost coins, to your loved ones," said Song Miaozhu.

This was the first time Zhao Mumu had truly heard the difference between Song Miaozhu's gold ingots and the printed ghost money. "Doesn't that mean we're burning printed ghost money for our ancestors, and that our ancestors are dying of poverty in the underworld? One piece is worth less than half a cent, and a whole stack isn't much either!"

I originally thought that what my master said about the Song family's paper ingots being good was just the old-fashioned tradition of the elders, but I didn't expect it to be true.

"Isn't it?" E Hongjuan said, "I heard from other ghosts that after receiving printed ghost money, they have to buy empty money molds and transfer the ghost life back, otherwise they will lose money if they keep it for even a second longer."

Captain Li saw Zhao Mumu staring at the air with a changing expression, and knew that E Hongjuan was talking again. He quickly asked, "Master Zhao, what did classmate E say?"

Zhao Mumu repeated E Hongjuan's words.

Captain Li also fell silent.

Thinking about what I used to burn during ancestral worship, I suddenly felt ashamed of my ancestors:

"Master Song, I'll also buy five, no, ten first-grade Yuanbao!"

This small ingot costs two hundred yuan, which is much more expensive than buying a bag of paper money in the past, but it is valuable in the underworld!
He planned to go to the graves as soon as he got back, and burn one or two in front of each grave.

"Miaozhu, I'll buy some too." Zhao Mumu decided to go back and tell his family about the ins and outs of paper money, so that they would come to Song Miaozhu to buy it for ancestor worship in the future.

Song Miaozhu originally received the first-grade paper-made items according to the amount of compensation from E Hongjuan. E Hongjuan wanted to buy fourth-grade paper clothes, so the budget for buying other first-grade paper-made items was less.

Unexpectedly, Captain Li bought some of the remaining food, and the rest was bought by Zhao Mumu.

She even bought the inferior paper clothes and golden lotus flowers that E Hongjuan didn't want.

After seeing them off, Song Miaozhu closed the shop and rode her electric scooter back to Xiaozhu Mountain. Even the people from the logistics team of the spiritual adjustment group sent her green bubble messages, wanting to buy her entry-level paper figurines.

(End of this chapter)