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

So, Song Mian took the cooking spatula and went directly to the backyard, where he found the small yellow flowers next to the dry well.

Song Mian dug up the soil under the small yellow flowers, about half a meter deep, and successfully dug out three copper coins from it.

There really is a treasure!

Song Mian couldn't wait to pick up the copper coin.

The copper coins looked very old. The moment Song Mian picked them up, he suddenly heard a ding-dong sound in his mind.

[Ding - Congratulations to the host for completing your first transaction. The Underworld Store system has been linked!]

[The transaction details are as follows. Item: A pair of shiny Chelsea shoes.]

[Transaction target: Lin Jiaojiao.]

[Transaction amount: three ancient copper coins]

[Transaction status: Completed.]

[Current store status: A shabby little shop. Please continue to work hard and strive to upgrade the store as soon as possible to receive system rewards.]

When Song Mian was surprised, he heard the cash register next to him suddenly print out a receipt.

Looking at the contents displayed on the receipt, which were the goods, objects, amount and status of the transaction mentioned by the system just now, Song Mian stared blankly at the coins in his hand and pinched himself.

It hurts so much, it’s not a dream!

"When other people see ghosts, they are either possessed by the ghost or paralyzed by the ghost. Only I saw a ghost and did business with it. Not only did I make money, but I also bound it to a system. Even TV dramas wouldn't dare to play it like this, right?" Song Mian tried to communicate with the system and learned about the Underworld Department Store System she was bound to.

To put it bluntly, she can trade with ghosts through this bound system.

Then let the ghosts use these things they traded with her to change their boring lives and satisfy their desire to shop and enjoy ghost life.

As she completes more transactions, her store can be upgraded, giving her various benefits.

During this time, she can also receive rewards from the ghosts and use them as she pleases.

"In that case, I will have to make deals with ghosts every day from now on?" Song Mian thought of the female ghost crying blood and blood just now, and suddenly felt that female ghosts didn't seem so scary.

How can ghosts be as scary as poverty?

System: [Ghosts can use their self-awareness to travel from the underworld to the backyard. At that time, they can choose to enter the shroud shop to trade. If a ghost is unwilling to actively trade, the host cannot force it. However, the host can use various methods to win over the ghost and facilitate the transaction.]

"You're saying that ghosts come through my backyard and into my shop? Does that mean my backyard is connected to the underworld?"

System: [Yes, host. Your current shop level is limited. For now, you can only trade within the shroud shop. Once you upgrade in the future, you can open a new channel to the underworld and expand your shop.]

"That means I can open a branch by then?" Song Mian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the system's affirmative answer.

This is her old house. Her gambling-addicted brother might come to visit her someday, so she doesn't want to stay here for long.

If making a deal with ghosts really works, she will definitely move out of here and find another way out!

However, whether the transaction can be completed depends entirely on the ghost's setting, which makes her feel a little bit cheated.

Apart from anything else, this system must be related to the funeral clothing store left by her parents.

But why had she never heard her parents talk about the system or making deals with ghosts before they died?

"Never mind, as long as I can make money." Song Mian said and yawned.

After waiting quietly all night, Song Mian did not get any new business, so he stayed in the shop until dawn before closing it for a rest.

After taking a two-hour nap in bed, Song Mian got up and washed up when he received a phone call.

After pressing the answer button, Song Mian heard an evil laugh coming from the phone.

"Hehe, sister, I thought you would never dare to answer my calls in your life."

Suddenly waking up, Song Mian hung up the call without saying a word.

The number continued to call frantically, and Song Mian immediately blocked it.

But in the next five minutes, all kinds of obscene text messages came from various unfamiliar numbers.

"Song Mian, do you think you can get rid of me? I am your biological brother. You are a loser and have no right to inherit our parents' estate!"

"I'm telling you, I'll give you one hundred thousand dollars in investment money today. Don't delay me from making money from this investment, or I'll find that old Chen Guiying sooner or later!"

"Sister, you are my biological sister. Both our parents are dead. Shouldn't we siblings depend on each other? If you don't help me, how will you face your parents when you die?!"

After deleting all these messages and blocking the number, Song Mian controlled his fingers from shaking too much and quickly took the three ancient copper coins to the pawn shop.

Half an hour later, Song Mian excitedly walked out of the pawnshop with 2,500 yuan.

"I didn't earn as much as I did in a month of part-time work to earn money in one night today. I can make more money doing business with ghosts than doing business with people!" Thinking about the pair of Chelsea shoes last night, which were old products that had not been sold for many years and the purchase price was no more than ten yuan, Song Mian suddenly felt that the female ghost last night was not scary after all.

Thinking happily in his heart, Song Mian first went to the hospital to pay one thousand yuan for his grandmother's medical expenses, and then went shopping without saying a word!

After going to the small commodity wholesale market and buying a series of convenience foods including instant noodles, sausages, salt-baked eggs, etc., Song Mian was very satisfied that he would no longer have to worry about having no food to eat every day!

After returning to the funeral clothing store, Song Mian began to clean, silently hoping that there would be a "special customer" who would continue to come and take care of her business tonight!

At the same time, Lin Jiaojiao in the ghost world sneezed loudly.

Feeling as if someone was nagging at her, Lin Jiaojiao sat at the counter and heard the gentle urging of the staff.

"Ms. Lin, did you hear what I just said? It has been 307 years since your death, and during this time, we have been detecting the existence of descendants of your bloodline in the human world.

However, they have never burned ghost money for you over the years, so you owe the ghost world a total of yuan in taxes in these 307 years. After today, you will successfully owe 100 million yuan.

According to the rules of the ghost world, ghosts who owe more than 100 million yuan in taxes will be sent to the underworld to be forced to work to pay off their debts."

"But I have been receiving some paper money for the dead from time to time. Aren't those considered offerings?" Lin Jiaojiao asked.

Over the years, she has received some paper money for the dead every year.

Therefore, she always felt that the Lin family was willing to offer her offerings, but perhaps due to some special reasons, she did not receive these offerings.

"We can't find any records here. Even if you receive it, it doesn't mean it's the ghost money offered to you by your descendants. It can't be counted as tax. Unless the current descendants of the Lin family are willing to pay tribute to you, otherwise you will still be sent to the underworld."

Lin Jiaojiao's eyes were filled with despair as she heard the other ghosts' discussions behind her.

"Oh my god, why is she so unlucky? I'd rather die than go to hell to work and pay back the debt. That's no place for ghosts!"

"Who says it's not true? I once knew a ghost friend who also went to hell. He was tortured to death within three days. It was truly horrible!"

"I know her. She's Lin Jiaojiao. She committed suicide and became a low-level ghost. She's not even qualified to be reincarnated. I heard she was expelled from the family tree before she died. No wonder she doesn't receive any incense. She's so miserable!"

Lin Jiaojiao asked worriedly, "Is there any way to avoid going to hell? I can work in the ghost market. I can endure any hardship!"

The ghost worker politely reminded them, "If you were a high-level ghost, a mid-level ghost, or even a junior ghost, we could arrange a job for you. But you're a low-level ghost... I'm sorry, your only way out, besides paying your debts with ghost money or offerings, is to work in hell."

"Tribute is harder to obtain than ghost money. Even the clothes Lin Jiaojiao is wearing are the ones she wore when she died hundreds of years ago. Where can we get the tribute to hand over?" The other ghosts sighed.

Lin Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she immediately took off her Chelsea shoes and placed them on the counter: "Excuse me, can I hand this over as a tribute?"