Chapter 3: Vivid Funeral Paper Figures

At 9:00 in the morning, Mu Jiu handed over all the hospital affairs to his assistant Xiao Huang, took a taxi at the door and left the hospital.

"Go to Shangzhuang West Street."

The taxi driver glanced at Mu Jiu in the rearview mirror and said:

"Today is the Ghost Festival, little girl, are you going to West Street to buy paper money for the graves?

Do you need me to recommend a paper-making shop with first-class workmanship?"

Mu Jiu was indeed going to buy funeral supplies, the most important of which were yellow paper and cinnabar!

Cinnabar is a substance that can ward off evil spirits. Mixing it with spiritual spring water from the space and drawing talismans on yellow paper can effectively resist strange attacks.

As for the origin of the talisman paper pattern, it is a secret product of the space upgrade.

You have to wait until the weirdo appears, kill it, obtain the weird bead from it, and then be absorbed by the space before you can appear!

For such a life-saving item, of course we should do our best to stockpile it, the more the better!

She looked up at the taxi driver in the rearview mirror and said, "Well, I need a large quantity. Do you have any advice, sir?"

"Oh! Look at what you said. I'm telling you, if you want to buy paper figurines, you've come to the right person!"

The driver took out a business card from the small drawer in the front of the taxi and handed it to Mu Jiu.

"Our village specializes in providing one-stop funeral services!

"Little girl, whatever you want, I'll take you directly to buy it! It's definitely the lowest price in the industry, with no middlemen making a profit!"

Mu Jiu picked up the business card and saw that it said:

Wanfu Funeral Services Co., Ltd.

【Sales Manager·Wan Yonghua】

【Funeral Service】

【Body transfer, funeral planning, urn burial, cemetery sales, funeral supplies, memorial services, feng shui survey】

【Contact number: 007-12345678】

Seeing the ritual for the salvation of souls, Mu Jiu raised his eyebrows, "Master, you are involved in quite a wide range of industries!

Then please take me there directly, Master, and give me a cheaper price."

She was not afraid that the driver was a bad person and was going to do something wrong.

After all, with her current strength, she could easily defeat 10 more taxi drivers in minutes, no problem at all.

The key point is that the quantity of funeral supplies she wants is really large, and ordinary stores probably don’t have so many goods.

The driver agreed immediately.

The taxi drove towards the outside of the Third Ring Road, and Mu Jiu sat in the back seat, picked up his mobile phone and operated it for a while.

She downloaded all the reception platforms on the mobile APP at once, and then registered and logged in one by one to apply for loans and borrow money!

The larger the loan, the more tens of thousands you can borrow; the smaller the loan, the only way to get a few thousand. In short, she doesn't mind, even a small amount is still worth a lot.

Anyway, after tonight, money will be worth less than a piece of paper.

They are all usury, and the interest rates are high enough to eat people!

If Mu Jiu didn't know that the end of the world was coming, he would definitely not dare to touch these things.

After more than half an hour, Mu Jiu had borrowed about 2 million yuan, and she didn't give up until the last payment arrived.

In fact, there was a huge sum of money in her personal account - 8 million.

Among them, 5 million is the inheritance left by my parents and the compensation for the car accident that year.

Mu Jiu is also a smart guy.

She was protected by her loving grandfather, so on her 18th birthday, he took the large sum of money into his own hands in front of everyone, and never gave it to anyone who came to borrow from him after that!

She didn't use it to buy a house.

As a doctor, she lived in school before graduation and in the hospital dormitory after graduation. She has no intention of buying a house.

Instead, I deposited large certificates of deposit in the bank and earned interest.

The interest alone is over 100,000 yuan each year, which is more than enough to cover her daily living expenses.

You can even save some extra money to travel.

So over the years, even without the care and support of her parents, she still lived a prosperous life and took good care of herself.

The other 3 million is the small dividends she earned from investing in her friends' Chinese medicine planting and trading in recent years.

Well, as for the salary of a doctor, it can be ignored.

Therefore, including the loan she just took, she now has a total of 10 million in disposable funds!

The taxi soon arrived at a village outside the Third Ring Road.

There is a striking gatehouse at the entrance of the village, with the three big characters "Wanfu Village" written on the plaque in the middle.

The taxi drove straight in, and Mu Jiu soon discovered that this place was really just as the driver described.

Almost every household makes this!

Early in the morning, many families had already opened their doors, placed their colorful paper-made items at the doorstep, and started business.

There are tall and majestic cardboard villas, brightly colored expensive sports cars, sleek Boeing airplanes, lifelike luxury ships, and so on.

There are also various kinds of gorgeous clothes, paper electronic products of various shapes, and special foods from all over the world.

There are also golden boys and girls with weird smiles, and beautiful paper figures wearing bikinis!

Each one is made vividly and realistically, making people feel creepy.

"Little girl, we're here!"

The taxi stopped in front of a large factory at the end of the village.

The driver shouted to the old man sitting at the door enjoying the cool air:

"Uncle Liu, this is a customer who came to buy paper figurines!

She said she wanted a large quantity, so I brought it directly to our factory."

After the driver finished speaking, he turned around and introduced Mu Jiu: "This is the boss of our factory!

We all call him Uncle Liu. This factory is his. If you want to buy anything, just tell him!"

The boss works as a doorman. It seems like he has great vision!

Mu Jiu was not polite either, she said directly:

"I want the best quality flat yellow paper, the kind without openings, and a complete set of paper-made paper."

"How much yellow paper and paper-made items do you want?" asked Uncle Liu.

"I need quite a lot. How much can you buy?"

Uncle Liu was stunned. This girl is young but has such a big tone!

He didn't reply immediately, but took the person directly to the warehouse behind.

There are three large bungalow warehouses behind the factory.

Uncle Liu opened one of them and saw mountains and seas of yellow that filled his eyes.

"This is the newly arrived product, high-quality yellow paper, sold for retail. A bundle of 2,000 sheets costs 20 yuan.

Tell me, how much do you want?"

Uncle Liu waved the fan in his hand and said with a proud look on his face.

"If I want all the yellow paper in this warehouse, can you give me a cheaper price, a wholesale price?" Mu Jiu asked.

"Are you serious?" Uncle Liu was obviously shocked by Mu Jiu's words.

This is yellow paper used for worship, not toilet paper for wiping. What does this little girl want so much for?

"Of course, if I didn't need a large quantity, I wouldn't have made this special trip.

After all, there are tons of yellow paper retail stores on Shangzhuang West Street. There's no need to go so far for something that costs only a few dollars." Mu Jiu said with a smile.

Uncle Liu was silent for a long time before he said:

"I have about one million bundles of yellow paper in this warehouse, and as for the odds and ends, there's no more, no less.

Since you want it all at once, I'll give you 4 million! I won't make any more money from you! "

4 million, the old man earned 3.99 million with tears in his eyes, which was just the guard fee of a security guard.

After all, this yellow paper is very rough and is too hard to use even for wiping your butt.

Originally, he was going to sell the yellow paper in this warehouse for a whole year, but he cleared it out all at once today. Life is really unpredictable!

One million bundles of yellow paper, 2,000 sheets per bundle, a total of 2 billion sheets, should be enough!

Mu Jiu thought about it and said readily, "Okay, then 4 million."

"Hey~Okay, okay!" Not only the old man, but even the introducer Wan Yonghua was stunned.

It was the first time he saw someone spend a lot of money to buy yellow paper so readily!

"I want to buy a full set of paper-cut figures. How many do you have?"

This thing is the perfect item in the horrific apocalypse to trade with the evil merchants whose souls have left their bodies when they are on the verge of death.

These cunning merchants are full of nostalgia for the human world. Burning these paper-made objects that symbolize the human world to them can often bring back a lot of good things!

This time, the old man didn't say anything more. He walked straight in and opened the door of the warehouse next door.

"A complete set of paper-made items, including food, lodging, and transportation! And a paper-made beauty!

One set sells for 20,000 yuan. I have 600 sets here. If you want them all, I'll give them to you for 3 million yuan."

Paper-made things are also not worth much. What is sold are the craftsmanship fee and the venue maintenance fee.

3 million, the old man once again made a net profit of 2.99 million with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, let's collect them all. But sir, do you have any matches?" Mu Jiu asked.

The old man immediately replied happily:

"Little girl, you've done so much business for me. I'll give you two boxes of matches! One box of 500 matches, and one box of the standard 50 matches!"

"I want 10 boxes of matches." Mu Jiu said.

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! No problem! What else do you need, little girl? We have a warehouse full of large-denomination ghost money here!"

Those are huge bills in the billions!

Mu Jiu smiled politely and shook his head.

This kind of ghost money printed by machines will not be recognized by ghost merchants in the terrifying apocalypse, and even more so by ghosts. What's the use of it!