evildoer!
How can a man be so beautiful?
It made her, a woman, feel a little embarrassed. The two of them looked equally good, but Xu Zijun was such a good cook, which Hua Yueying felt she could never compare to.
Why……
After enjoying a delicious meal, Zhang Fan stretched himself and felt his energy and spirit returned to him.
After taking a nap on the sofa for a while, he went straight into the Tiandi Pawnshop again. As soon as he entered, he saw Wuming who was sweeping the floor. He bent down towards him, pushed open the black door, and walked in.
Wuming is a spirit, and the black door leads to the underworld in the demon world. It is most appropriate for Wuming to stay there.
There were no customers at the moment. Zhang Fan brought the brewed tea on the table, then opened some parchment scrolls to check what goods were still available for sale in the Tiandi Pawnshop.
In the beginning, this pawnshop of heaven and earth only had a little life to sell.
Now he not only has a long life, but also Meng Po soup, some money, and the love that Jiang Chaoyun pawned, the thing that Zhang Fan calls Hongyan. Although the goods are not particularly large, they are much better than when Zhang Fan first came!
At the very least, there are three or five items that can find their owners themselves, and the reputation of Tiandi Pawnshop will gradually be known to more people, so soon, the voice of Tiandi Pawnshop will become even better!
Zhang Fan hadn't even finished his tea when he heard a bell ringing. He looked up and saw a black door. The bell rang automatically without any wind. This meant that there were guests coming from the Demon Realm...
Zhang Fan was delighted. This business was really good. He picked up the mask and put it on in front of himself, waiting for new customers to arrive!
The black door opened, and a cold wind blew in. A fat man who looked like a Buddha carefully poked his head out. When he saw the words "Heaven and Earth Pawnshop" written in the hall, he heaved a sigh of relief!
"Sincerity is the key to success. I actually found the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth..."
That fat guy is really fat. He is only 1.7 meters tall, but because he is so fat he looks like he is less than 1.6 meters tall.
It was because he weighed as much as 200 to 300 kilograms, so even though he was 1.7 meters tall, he was too fat and his waist was too wide, so he looked almost as wide as he was tall, like a round ball.
If someone gave him a push, he would probably roll down the slope like a ball.
He wiped the sweat off his face as he walked, and kept looking around the Pawnshop. When he saw the masked man Zhang Fan sitting in the middle, his knees went weak and he fell to the ground with a thump.
I was worshipping with my whole body trembling, but my mouth was shaking and I didn't know what to say?
"Who are you? What do you want to pawn at Tiandi Pawnshop?"
When Zhang Fan suddenly saw such a spirit, he felt happy in his heart. There is such a fat spirit?
I guess he suffered a lot when he was alive, being so fat, tsk tsk tsk...
"Pawn something? I, I have nothing to pawn. I just want to reincarnate, but the clerk on the Naihe Bridge in the underworld said that people who have not drunk Mengpo's soup are not allowed to go on the Naihe Bridge to reincarnate. I have been waiting for this opportunity to reincarnate for hundreds of years. I want to reincarnate..."
The fat man was lying on the ground, trembling with fear. When he heard Zhang Fan's question, he didn't dare to look up. He just said what was in his heart with a trembling voice.
It is difficult to reincarnate in the underworld. He had been waiting for someone, so he had given up many opportunities to reincarnate. This time, he finally waited for that person and wanted to reincarnate together.
The person he was waiting for had already stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, but because he was waiting in the queue, he had to watch Zhang Fan take the Mengpo soup away, and the clerk guarding the Naihe Bridge told them.
Spirits that have not drunk Meng Po soup are not allowed to cross the Naihe Bridge to reincarnate, which makes the fat man worried.
After waiting for hundreds of years, I originally thought that I could reincarnate hand in hand with the person I love. Even if I forgot everything after drinking Meng Po soup, the fact that we can reincarnate together and have some signs of recognition is also a kind of fate.
But this time, the person he loved had already been reincarnated, and he couldn't leave because he didn't drink the Meng Po soup. He was so anxious that he almost jumped into the Forgetful River on the spot.
After spending hundreds of years in the underworld, some of his friends were quite smart. Finally, he asked the clerk if he could cross the Naihe Bridge and be reborn if he drank Meng Po soup?
And because the clerk had a good relationship with him, he actually nodded and told him that if he really drank the Meng Po soup, he could leave quickly while there were still spirits who had drunk the Meng Po soup and had not yet been reincarnated in the next two days.
I wonder what it will look like after a while?
The fat man also became anxious, thinking that the Meng Po soup was taken away by the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth. If he found the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth, would he be able to drink the Meng Po soup?
As for the price to be paid, he would give away everything he had.
"I am a spirit. I have collected some things in the underworld. For example, I have a lot of underworld money and a big manor. I wonder if I can use these things to exchange for a sip of Meng Po soup. I want to be reborn..."
The fat man was lying on the ground, secretly looking at Zhang Fan, his legs still shaking.
The impression Zhang Fan and Tiandi Pawnshop left on him that day was too deep.
He didn't see that mortal today, but he saw an even more terrifying masked man who looked like a god, which made him even more scared.
"Ghost money, Zhuangzi? This..."
Zhang Fan looked at the fat man in front of him, feeling a little hesitant. He didn't know if these things were useful, but Meng Po soup seemed to be inexhaustible. So, forget it, just help this spirit.
If you want to drink Meng Po soup, just pawn your belongings in the underworld.
"Sign the contract. Write down your farm in the underworld and the amount of underworld money..."
Zhang Fan signaled Hua Yueying to handle this matter. When the fat man entered the Tiandi Pawnshop, Hua Yueying was already standing beside Zhang Fan, and it was just the right time to draft the contract.
The fat man wrote the three words "Wang Dacheng" on the parchment scroll, and then began to report his own manor and paper money for the dead.
"I have three manors connected together. Each manor is about a hundred miles in radius. There are cellars in the manors that are specially used to store ghost money. I don't know how many there are, but they are bigger than this house. I think I have ten cellars, all filled with ghost money. Are these enough?"
Wang Dacheng spoke carefully. He was also a business genius. When he was alive, his family kept burning paper money for him. After he passed away, they waited in the underworld for hundreds of years.
While waiting, he was not idle, he kept doing business to make money. He earned a lot of paper money for the dead, enough to fill ten cellars.
When he announced this number, not only Zhang Fan but also Hua Yueying was stunned!
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