The ghost money printed by the ghost money factory only costs ten yuan for a stack of ten thousand.
If you go directly to the factory for wholesale, you can get a stack for five or four yuan.
It is valuable, but the ghost money here is of infinite value!
Moreover, after hearing what Old Li said, Lin Fan finally understood why the value of ghost money was so high and the stock was so small in the terrifying apocalypse.
It turns out that the amount of money people actually burn that can be called ghost money is not that much.
Even our ancestors didn’t receive much real ghost money, so where would they get the ghost money to protect their descendants?
Finally found the right way.
Lin Fan felt more at ease, and then asked, "How many are there in total?"
"That's all."
Old Li pointed to the big black bag and estimated that it contained only a few million, just as Lin Fan imagined.
Old Li grumbled, "People don't want to buy it now, and I can't do it for many more years with my health... I'll just buy more in a few years and stop making it myself."
"This is the last bit of stock. If there are any more, there will be no more."
Lin Fan nodded secretly, "He is a blessed man."
It can be imagined that people like Old Li used to use real ghost money when offering sacrifices to their ancestors.
Even if the terrible end of the world comes, we can rely on the protection of our ancestors and give them ghost money.
Old Li and his family will not die.
Perhaps, this is the opportunity for the old craftsman.
"I want all of these."
"You want them all?"
Old Li paused. Although he hadn't counted it carefully, there were at least five million ghost money in that big black bag.
Sold at his price, that would be 10,000 yuan.
Spend ten thousand yuan to buy ghost money and burn it?
It's a bit wasteful.
I felt a little sorry for the other party for spending so much money, but at the same time, I was very happy to have made this big deal.
Old Li nodded happily.
"Then I'll give you a wholesale price of nine thousand... There's definitely more than five million ghost money here."
"not enough."
Lin Fan shook his head and looked directly at Old Li.
"Not enough?"
Old Li was silent for a while. He would definitely be happy to make more if he could make money, so he asked, "How much do you want? I'll see if I can make it for you."
"I want... one trillion ghost money!"
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