Shen Moyang slowly took a sip of milk and explained, "This is the reward money. It started at 500,000, but after several groups of metaphysicians came and couldn't solve it, the funeral company raised the reward to 2 million. If you solve this task, they will naturally give you the reward money."
"I see!"
Chu Yu accepted the bonus without any qualms.
Jiang Huai'an cast an envious glance. He had come with Chu Yu thinking he could be of help, but he hadn't been able to help at all and had just treated it as a vacation.
He said enviously, "You've earned 2 million now. Add to that what you earned in Youdu City before, you must have saved up quite a bit. You've become a rich woman."
Chu Yu roughly calculated that since paying off her debts, she had earned some money delivering food in the underworld, and also made a lot from the restaurant near the Bridge of Helplessness. The majority of her earnings came from tips from Consort Liu in Youdu City. All in all, she had tens of millions of yuan. Adding in this 2 million yuan, she had indeed saved a lot and could be considered a wealthy woman.
Chu Yu chuckled, patted Jiang Huai'an on the shoulder, and encouraged him: "Now that you're debt-free, as long as you work hard to earn money, I believe you'll become rich soon too."
Encouraged, Jiang Huai'an clenched his fist with high spirits: "Yes, I will work hard and strive to get a job as a deliveryman in the underworld as soon as possible to earn more money."
Hearing what the two said, Shen Moyang smiled with satisfaction: "Seeing how motivated you are, I am very pleased. If one day my coffin shop can no longer operate, I will follow you."
Jiang Huai'an readily agreed, "Sure, your junior brother and sister are your greatest support."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and bumped fists together in unison.
Although they often bicker, they both regard each other as family, rely on each other, and trust and depend on one another.
After breakfast, the eldest brother sent them a message informing them that after Red Peony, Meng Ke, and the group of female ghosts from Widow Village went to the underworld last night, Yama worked overtime all night to hear their case.
Since Red Peony and the female ghosts did not harm innocent people, and had previously eliminated evil and promoted good, eradicating some heinous scoundrels, and had been law-abiding for eight hundred years, Yama treated them leniently, allowing them to be reincarnated together, and promising them a happy life in their next life. He even gave them special benefits, allowing them to be reincarnated in the same neighborhood and remain friends in their next life.
As for Meng Ke, he had accumulated merit in this life, so the curse could be lifted. Yama, the King of Hell, took pity on him and Hong Mudan, who had been separated for eight hundred years, and allowed them to continue their relationship, reincarnating in the same neighborhood as childhood sweethearts.
After the verdict, they happily went together to the Bridge of Helplessness to be reincarnated.
After reading the message, Chu Yu and her two senior brothers were very happy.
This matter has finally come to a good end.
Just then, Chu Yu's phone vibrated, and a new message came in.
Chu Yu opened the message; it was from the Underworld Group. The message read: "[Employee No. 1 of the Underworld Delivery Department has successfully converted Red Peony and the female ghosts of Widow Village. Reward: 1000 merit points, 1000 credits.]"
Chu Yu's eyes lit up. The underworld was even rewarding merits and points. That was fantastic!
She felt even better.
Jiang Huai'an cast another envious glance at Chu Yu. Seeing that it was still early, he suggested with great interest, "Now that things are settled and we have some free time, why don't we go to the coffin shop and buy a coffin for the third brother?"
Shen Moyang shook his head: "No need to sell coffins. The cemetery project has started, and the next step is to pre-sell the cemetery plots. You guys come with me to sell cemetery plots; the commission is very high."
Selling cemetery plots? This sounded very novel, and the two became interested.
Half an hour later, Shen Moyang, along with Chu Yu, Jiang Huai'an, and a car full of equipment, arrived at a pedestrian overpass in the city center.
Jiang Huai'an was dumbfounded: "No way, selling cemetery plots under the overpass?"
Shen Moyang nodded and explained seriously, "There's a lot of foot traffic here, so things sell out quickly."
Jiang Huai'an and Chu Yu both twitched at the corners of their mouths.
They've told fortunes and handed out flyers under the overpass, but they've never imagined selling cemetery plots here.
Jiang Huai'an complained, "Shouldn't selling cemetery plots involve going to nursing homes or, like in real estate, having funeral companies hold sales events and invite customers over to try and sell them something?"
Shen Moyang explained seriously, "Those are all old-fashioned sales methods. Now we're going to try something different. If you want to be a sales champion, don't complain about the environment, but adapt to it. I've brought you here to sell cemetery plots to train your adaptability so you can better adapt to society in the future."
Seeing that he spoke with great conviction, Jiang Huai'an had no choice but to agree: "Alright, you're the boss, whatever you say goes."
After saying that, he had a sudden inspiration and suggested, "Why don't we set up a fortune-telling stall here and then guide those fortune-tellers to buy burial plots?"
Chu Yu raised an eyebrow: "No way! People come to you for fortune telling to change their fate or to have good luck and make a fortune. If you ask them to buy burial plots, wouldn't that be bringing bad luck to them? They'd probably ruin your business."
Jiang Huai'an thought about it again and realized that made sense. He scratched his head with some difficulty and said, "Then how do we sell them? We can't just set up a stall and shout to people to come and buy burial plots. Who would come to see that? They would probably stay far away."
Chu Yu was also somewhat troubled, but Shen Moyang, who had a good business sense, remained calm: "You don't need to worry, I already have a plan."
He quickly unloaded a sausage grill from the car, patted the grill, and said with a smile, "Let's set up a stall to sell sausages first to attract customers, and then set up a stall next to it to sell cemetery plots. While customers are eating sausages, we can take the opportunity to promote cemetery plots to them. Isn't that enough?"
Jiang Huai'an's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "That's a good method. As expected of a businessman, your mind works very quickly."
Chu Yu hesitated, "Will this work?"
Shen Moyang raised an eyebrow: "Whether it works or not, we'll find out by trying."
Without further ado, they quickly set up a stall selling grilled sausages and a stall selling cemetery plots next to the roadside.
After making the arrangements, Shen Moyang received a phone call and went back to the coffin shop, leaving Chu Yu and Shen Huai'an to handle things here.
Chu Yu was young and beautiful, and was in charge of selling grilled sausages in front, while Jiang Huai'an was in charge of handing out flyers to sell cemetery plots.
Chu Yu's grilled sausages were especially fragrant and tasted pretty good. She was also very beautiful and eye-catching, which quickly attracted many people to buy her grilled sausages.
Jiang Huai'an took the opportunity to walk over and enthusiastically promoted the cemetery plots to the customers eating grilled sausages: "Come, come, come and have a look! The newly developed cemetery plots have beautiful surroundings and affordable prices. Don't miss out!"
A customer glanced at the flyer in his hand, his face changed, and he angrily retorted: "I just failed in my business and I'm drowning in debt, and you're trying to sell me cemetery plots? Do you think I'm not miserable enough? Bah, you're bad luck, get lost!"
Other customers also avoided Jiang Huai'an with expressions of disgust.
Jiang Huai'an: "..."
He had been busy for over an hour, but not only had he failed to hand out a single flyer, he had also received a lot of scolding, which made him extremely angry.
He thought to himself, "When I see Shen Moyang later, I'll give him a good scolding and see what kind of terrible ideas he comes up with."
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