My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

Having discussed this, Lin Jiaojiao finally put away her previous depressed expression: "I have successfully sent a dream to the descendant of the Qi family. Not only did I tell him about the offering to me, but I also told him the address of the young boss. I will ask him to come over and thank him properly when the time comes."

"That's good." Song Mian felt sincerely happy for Lin Jiaojiao.

"Also, I have one more thing. Young boss, please come with me." Lin Jiaojiao said, and the ghost figure floated towards the backyard.

Following Lin Jiaojiao to the backyard, Song Mian looked at her ghostly figure in the moonlight: "Jiaojiao, what do you want to tell me?"

"After drinking the soup prepared by Lady Mengpo, I recalled some details of my past life. Qi Bing and I eloped from here. Before leaving, in order to say goodbye to the past, I buried a hairpin in this yard..." Lin Jiaojiao said, carefully observing the courtyard in front of her.

After all, three hundred years had passed, and the entire courtyard had changed. She needed to re-determine the location of the hairpin.

Thinking of the past with Qi Bing in her previous life, Lin Jiaojiao closed her eyes and danced gently in the courtyard.

Lin Jiaojiao was dancing an ancient dance with graceful movements. Even without the accompanying music, it exuded a sense of poignancy.

Using dance steps to determine the location, Lin Jiaojiao quickly stood in front of the woodshed in the courtyard: "The thing is right here."

Song Mian walked into the woodshed and quickly found a secret compartment on the wall of the woodshed under the guidance of Lin Jiaojiao and took out a box.

"There really is a treasure!" Seeing that the box was locked, Song Mian took out the hairpin on her head and tried to open it.

Soon, the wooden box was opened, and a silver hairpin lay quietly inside.

The hairpin looks very finely crafted and is inlaid with natural pearls. Even after three hundred years, it does not look old.

Lin Jiaojiao smiled and said to Song Mian, "Young Boss, I'd like to use this hairpin to do business with you. I plan to continue to visit the Qi family in their dreams over the next few days, so please prepare some more tributes. Just follow the specifications you gave me before, and prepare two boxes of each tribute."

"Deal! Thanks for your business!"

Just as Song Mian finished speaking, he heard the system prompt sound in his mind.

[Ding-Congratulations to the host for completing the transaction. ]

The transaction details are as follows. Items traded: Several tribute items.

[Transaction Object: Lin Jiaojiao]

[Transaction Amount: One antique silver hairpin]

[Transaction status: Completed.]

[Congratulations to the host for earning points. The Hell Shop is about to be upgraded. Please keep working hard!]

After hearing this, Song Mian asked the system in his mind: "Tongzi, what benefits will I get after the store upgrades?"

System: [No spoilers in advance, please check for yourself after completing the upgrade.]

Song Mian rolled his eyes in his heart at this unsympathetic system, then turned to Lin Jiaojiao and put on a smile: "Jiaojiao, it's almost dawn, you can go back to the ghost world without worry, I'll buy some more supplies for you tomorrow!"

Song Mian saw Lin Jiaojiao off, then he perked up and went to the wholesale market first.

Last night, I heard Lin Jiaojiao mention that she brought various supplies to the ghost world to sell and got more ghost money. Song Mian knew that Lin Jiaojiao needed a lot of tributes every day, so he purchased some other food.

Canned food, biscuits, jellies, potato chips, any food and snacks that can fill the stomach, Song Mian accepted them all and bought dozens of boxes in one go!

He asked the owner of the wholesale market to deliver the things he bought directly to his own funeral clothing store, and Song Mian took the antique silver hairpin directly to the pawnshop.

But when Song Mian arrived at the door of the pawnshop and stood still, he was completely stunned.

"What's going on? Why is the house being demolished?" Song Mian looked at the workers who were breaking down the wall in the pawnshop, and quickly took out his cell phone to call the pawnshop owner.

Fortunately, the pawnshop owner rushed over as soon as he received Song Mian's call.

"Mr. Su, you didn't even tell me about upgrading your store. I thought I had lost a good partner." Song Mian had just heard Mr. Su say on the phone that his store was not being dismantled, but was undergoing a comprehensive system upgrade.

"This is all thanks to you, Boss Song. If the antique you sold me hadn't helped me find many buyers, I wouldn't be able to live so freely! Come on, let me see what good stuff you brought today."

After taking the brocade box handed over by Song Mian and opening it to take a look at the contents, Old Master Su immediately adjusted his reading glasses: "Boss Song, this is a good thing! It must be from a wealthy family!"

"That's about right. Please give me an estimate." Song Mian never wanted to elaborate on the origins of these antiques.

Mr. Su was also very conscious of not asking too many questions. After thinking for a while, he raised his fist towards Song Mian and said, "One hundred thousand, how about it?"

One hundred thousand? A hairpin can actually be sold for one hundred thousand!

This is a huge sum of money that she could not earn even if she worked hard for a whole year!

Song Mian was stunned by this number.

Seeing that Song Mian didn't say anything, Old Master Su thought that Song Mian was dissatisfied with the price, so he quickly said, "Boss Song, don't worry, this is a base price. This hairpin may meet a better customer later, and the price will continue to rise. Then I can give you some more..."

My God, one hundred thousand dollars isn’t enough, and I can even get a little more!

Song Mian could almost see piles of banknotes with little wings flying towards him. He was excited, but he put on a generous look on his face: "Mr. Su, you are too polite. I know you won't cheat me, so I will do as you say."

Only then did Mr. Su feel relieved and quickly gave the money to Song Mian. The two of them quickly completed the transaction.

"By the way, Mr. Song, do you have any more valuable jewelry? Ideally, it would be worth over a few hundred thousand." Old Master Su continued, "My client needs a valuable antique for a charity auction, and he needs it urgently. It would be best if we could get it to him within four or five days. Do you have any suitable items?"

Song Mian really wants to have this kind of antique item!

How beautiful would antique jewelry be that can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars?

Song Mian couldn't even imagine it!

"I'll go back and look for it. I'll contact you if I find it." After saying goodbye to Mr. Su, Song Mian returned to the funeral clothing store.

The owner of the wholesale market had already delivered all the things she bought. She moved all the things into the house by herself and began to count and organize them carefully.

After finishing his work, Song Mian carefully counted his own small treasury.