"My name is Wang Dahai, my dear. Don't worry, if I come across anything good in the future, I will save it for you. I will only give you the best!"

This matter is similar for humans and ghosts. There are very few people who can go out to sea to fish, and the same is true for ghosts.

Wang Dahai was also a fisherman who died in the sea.

They should have found a substitute before they could be reincarnated, but now the number of places for reincarnation is too limited. If they choose not to reincarnate for the time being, they can expand their scope of survival and start some small business or something.

After all, he is a fisherman, and what he eats is different from that of normal people. So the food he makes tastes okay to him, but not to other people or ghosts.

It's actually quite hard to swallow.

"Okay, Qiuhua, remember this. When you need something, just come to my house and find Qiuhua."

"Remember to send it home when the time comes."

Qiuhua felt that Qiu Yantang was simply taking care of her in her old age, because after working for Qiu Yantang, she was like a ghost, but she didn't have to do any heavy work anymore.

Afterwards, Qiu Yantang took Manzhi out for a walk again. Everything Qiu Manzhi saw was new to her. She looked at a pile of mud-covered things in the distance with a look of curiosity on her face.

"Sister Qiuhua, what is that?"

Qiuhua took a look and was speechless. It was obvious that she could not live like this anymore. Otherwise, she would have to sell all her burial objects. But those things could not be eaten, drunk or used, so they were not of much value.

"That was his burial object. He's such a pitiful creature to have fallen to this state."

After hearing Qiuhua's words, Qiu Yantang looked over directly. He had taken away all his own burial objects?

And judging from what he was wearing, he looked like someone from a wealthy family.

"Go and take a look."

Qiu Yantang spoke up and when he arrived in front of the stall, he found that the things were still well preserved.

There are also pearl necklaces and other things. Apart from anything else, those are pure pearl necklaces!

These ghosts are helpless. It would be great if they could sell them to humans, but they also have regulations and cannot sell them to humans...

"How much paper money does this pearl necklace cost?" Qiu Yantang asked. Only then did she notice that in addition to the pearl necklace, there were also many bracelets.

Although the others are not very beautiful, they are all antiques. They are antiques and will be very valuable in the future.

Hearing Qiu Yantang's words, the man quickly said, "Twenty hell coins. The bracelet is ten hell coins per string, and two strings of fifteen hell coins."

Hearing this, Qiu Yantang felt that this person simply treated these things as cabbages.

"What about the rest of these things?"

"It ranges from ten to fifty hell coins..." The underworld is also in a state of internal strife. It is not easy for them to survive now.

Although there is a little subsidy, it is really not enough.

"Pack them all up for me, I want them all!"

Hearing this, the man's eyes widened. "There are so many of these things, are you sure you want them all?"

Qiu Yantang took out the money, a thick stack of paper money for the dead, about ten thousand yuan.

"I'll install it for you now."

After seeing the ghost money, the movements of packing things became much more efficient, which seemed to be because he was afraid that Qiu Yantang would go back on his word.

Qiu Yantang was also very happy in his heart. He was rich, rich. These were all antiques. Their value could not be seen now, but what about in the future?

It won’t take too long, just forty or fifty years, and she will be able to use up the value of this food even if she eats it for several lifetimes.

And with such a large pile of things, the final total was only over 8,000 paper money, which is really a benefit.

When the man left, Zhang Shouquan said to Qiu Yantang, "Little Ancestor, you like this. There is a cave next to our ginseng field, and there are a lot of them inside."

Um?

Discover the treasure!

Qiu Yantang suddenly thought of this.

"Don't make any noise, let's go and collect it now."

They had almost finished their shopping and bought everything they needed, including things for Wang Wu and the ghosts in the ginseng field.

So they can just leave now.

Afterwards, Qiu Yantang took Qiu Manzhi and the others up the mountain. Although it was a little late, Qiu Yantang was not afraid of it at all. He took out something from the space and took them with him.

And she was using her skateboard. Qiu Manzhi felt that Qiu Yantang's board was really easy to use.

"Little Ancestor, is this board of yours a magical weapon?"

Looking at Qiu Manyi pointing at the board, Qiu Yantang fell into deep thought. How should this matter be explained?

"Actually, it's not. It's just an ordinary wooden board. I have many different models in my space."

Upon hearing this, Qiuhua was dumbfounded, "Is there anything bigger than this?"

"Of course!" Qiu Yantang thought that more of these toys should be placed in this space in case of emergency.

"Then why do you always use this small, homey one?"

"I'm used to it!"

Qiu Yantang looked at the skateboard-sized board beneath his feet. Isn't this great? They could squeeze together and keep each other warm.

Qiu Manzhi is next to Qiu Yantang and Qiu Hua. She is like ice and fire. Fortunately, this small board is relatively fast.

Otherwise, it would be easy to freeze her into an ice stick.

When I arrived at Wang Wu's place, I saw them still working hard.

"Wang Wu, you guys are working too hard. It's already very late."

"Little ancestors, you are here!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Wu handed Qiu Yantang a few pieces of several-decade-old ginseng.

It’s not that he was reluctant to give her something more expensive, but he was mainly afraid that she would eat too much and get irritated.

Seeing how understanding he was, Qiu Yantang quickly asked Qiu Hua and Zhang Shouquan to give them the things.

"Thank you, little ancestor!"

They didn't spend any money on these things. To them, the friendship was much more valuable than the things themselves.

Looking at them like this, Qiu Yantang took out a lot of food, most of which were roasted rabbit and roasted chicken bought at the ghost market. In fact, they were not roasted well at all, but these things were very expensive for these ghosts.

Afterwards they expressed their gratitude to Qiu Yantang again.

Qiu Yantang looked at them and said, "If you really can't do it, take a break. There's no need to be so busy."

The ginseng field is only this big, so they don't need to work continuously.

In fact, they only work occasionally at night. During the day, they look for ginseng everywhere in the mountains. If they find a suitable one, they will bring it back directly. If it is of better quality, they will plant it.

If there was even a tiny bit of it damaged, it would be given to Qiu Yantang to eat raw, and Qiu Yantang also expressed his satisfaction.