"Isn't this project a bit too stimulating for old men and women?" Lin Jiaojiao stood at the entrance of the haunted house, shrinking back in fear, and tugged at the other elderly ghosts beside her.
She felt that these old ghosts must have died at such a young age, and probably disliked such a scary place, just like her.
To Lin Jiaojiao's surprise, none of the old ghosts showed any fear after hearing her words.
"The severed limbs on the pumpkin head by the door are all placed wrong. The cut of a normal severed limb is not like this." At this moment, an old woman who looked to be in her seventies or eighties pointed to the pumpkin head with her intact right hand, and then looked down at her left arm that had been broken for many years.
"Also, the bloodstains on the pumpkin head are not clear; normal fresh blood wouldn't flow down from this angle."
"This haunted house looks full of holes; there must be even more problems inside," Mr. Zhou muttered to himself, and as he spoke, he walked towards the haunted house.
Seeing the other old ghosts quickly follow, Lin Jiaojiao was completely dumbfounded.
"Waaah, little boss~" Lin Jiaojiao looked at Song Mian with pleading eyes, trying to act spoiled.
Song Mian couldn't help but exclaim, "Seriously, Jiao Jiao? You're a ghost yourself, how can you be afraid of a haunted house?"
“Who says ghosts can’t be afraid of ghosts? Sometimes the things you living people create are much scarier than us ghosts!” Lin Jiaojiao said, pulling on Song Mian’s arm and acting coquettishly, “Little boss, you don’t have to go.”
“That won’t do. So many old ghosts going into the haunted house, what if something happens? If you’re really scared, I’ll have Qi Yefeng stay here with you.” Song Mian looked at the bewildered Qi Yefeng. “You don’t need to go in, just wait here.”
Qi Yefeng was already feeling uneasy as he observed the haunted house in the distance, but when he heard Song Mian say that he wasn't allowed to go in, his hair stood on end.
Song Mian didn't explain, and left Qi Yefeng behind.
At this time, most tourists went to secure good spots to watch the fireworks, so the area around the haunted house was sparsely populated.
Under the moonlight, Qi Yefeng felt a gust of cold wind blow against the back of his neck.
"Wait a minute, don't leave me behind!" Qi Yefeng quickly caught up with Song Mian.
Lin Jiaojiao was now all alone as a ghost, so she quickly followed Qi Yefeng.
After taking the old ghosts for a walk around the haunted house, Song Mian then led them to a nearby night market.
The night market had all sorts of snacks, all of which the old ghosts had never seen before.
In order to let the old ghosts fully experience the life of modern young people, Song Mian spent money to buy one of every kind of snacks in the night market!
Qi Yefeng specially found an extra-large table to display these snacks. He originally thought that Song Mian wanted to treat the old ghosts to a meal, but unexpectedly, Song Mian turned all the snacks into small sample packs, divided into portions that were enough for the ghosts to take a bite, but not enough to fill them up.
Then Song Mian handed all the sample snacks to the ghosts one by one, and all the old ghosts sighed with admiration.
"Delicious! After being dead for so long, this is the first time I've realized there are so many delicious things in this world! It's so good!"
“In the past, the younger generation in my family would make me delicious snacks, but I never knew how to enjoy them. It wasn’t until I became a ghost that I realized how bitter it was to not be able to eat!”
“In the past, the younger generation in my family would make me delicious snacks, but I never knew how to enjoy them. It wasn’t until I became a ghost that I realized how bitter it was to not be able to eat!”
"Eat! Everyone, eat more! Let's enjoy everything we didn't have time to properly enjoy while we were alive!"
"These snacks taste great, but there's just too little of them; it's not satisfying at all!"
Song Mian had been waiting for this very sentence. She forced a businesslike smile onto her fair face and enthusiastically introduced the various services offered by our funeral clothing shop to the ghosts: "Greetings, fellow ghosts. Now, let me introduce our funeral clothing shop to you."
Our funeral clothing shop not only provides entertainment services, but also offers various other assistance to enhance your well-being. What you just experienced was our tasting service; if you'd like to enjoy more food, you can purchase additional items.
With just one sentence, Song Mian successfully attracted the attention of these ghosts, and then carefully explained how to pay the reward.
This immediately drew the attention of all the ghosts to Song Mian, but they didn't know what to do. With Lin Jiaojiao's help, they each made a deal with Song Mian.
Most of these old ghosts died of old age, and they either had descendants or some burial goods, which could be given to Song Mian as payment.
Then, Song Mian heard the system's voice constantly echoing in her mind.
[Transaction successful. Item traded: One serving of night market snacks]
[Transaction counterparty: Old Master Zhou]
[Transaction Amount: One jade pendant used as burial goods]
[Transaction method: Pending success.]
Once Song Mian learned the location of these burial items, she immediately asked Qi Yefeng for help and asked him to send members of the Qi family to participate in the matter.
Qi Yefeng immediately dispatched bodyguards to retrieve the agreed-upon burial goods, thus completing the transaction with Song Mian.
Some elderly ghosts even sent messages to me in my dreams, instructing their descendants to reward Song Mian.
Song Mian accepted all payment methods without hesitation and quickly sold all the dazzling array of snacks on the table for thirty times the original price.
Qi Yefeng also received one-tenth of the total reward that Song Mian transferred.
This is quite a sum of money. Qi Yefeng watched Song Mian make money using ghosts and his eyes filled with genuine envy: "Miss Song, your ability to see ghosts is truly remarkable. If the underworld could cooperate with you and engage in mutual trade, you would probably make a fortune."
Song Mian was busy taking inventory of the newly delivered antiques when she heard Qi Yefeng's suggestion and became interested: "You mean I can think of a way to cooperate with the people of the underworld... no, I mean with the ghosts of the underworld?"
Seeing Qi Yefeng nodding repeatedly, Song Mian suddenly felt that this was indeed a good idea.
If she could truly establish a connection between the ghost realm and the mortal world, she would have a stable customer base and be able to earn more money.
With this matter noted in her mind, Song Mian waited until the old ghosts had eaten their fill before letting them all return to the bus and taking them back to the funeral clothing shop.
The old ghosts ate to their hearts' content, then passed through the backyard entrance and returned to the ghost realm.
The next morning, Song Mian went directly to the luxury apartment where Yu Bai was staying.
Just as Song Mian got out of the taxi, she received a call from Qi Yefeng.
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