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

Song Mian took a bite of the duck neck and gasped because of the spiciness. He looked at Lin Jiaojiao puzzledly and asked, "Is Quan Zhi's ghost difficult to find?"

"The ghost world is mostly populated by low-level ghosts, and ghosts who have committed suicide are more likely to lose their memories of their previous lives. They are likely to stay in the corners of the ghost world. It is definitely not an easy task to find her." Lin Jiaojiao said seriously.

Song Mian blinked and smiled brightly at Lin Jiaojiao: "But I know you must have a way, right?"

Lin Jiaojiao gnawed hesitantly at the duck neck in her hand, and finally sighed helplessly under Song Mian's eyes full of expectation: "Young Boss, you think too highly of me. Even if I take more tributes to the ghost world, there is no way to find Quan Zhi through the Administration. Searching for other ghosts is absolutely forbidden. The Administration is very taboo about this."

"Why?" Song Mian originally thought that as long as the management bureau existed, the personal information of various ghosts would be managed in a unified manner, and it would not be difficult to find the ghost Quan Zhi.

Unexpectedly, the administration did not give her this opportunity.

Lin Jiaojiao organized her words and said, "To put it simply, there are disputes between ghosts. Especially some disputes in life, which lead some ghosts to want revenge after death. Once ghosts go to the world of the living to take revenge on their former enemies, it is easy for supernatural events to occur.

This is not a good thing for the entire ghost world, so ghosts generally have no way of finding out the location of living people unless they are their own flesh and blood relatives.

The same applies to ghosts. Many ghosts have many unresolved conflicts in their lifetime. If they are randomly brought together, it will cause very bad effects, so this is also expressly prohibited."

"So, this deal I agreed to was never going to happen from the start?" Seeing Lin Jiaojiao hesitate, Song Mian went all emo. "It's over, it looks like these eight million are going to go down the drain. Oh, I was thinking of calling all my ghost friends and having a barbecue party after I made this profit, but now it seems like that's impossible."

"You mean barbecue party?" Lin Jiaojiao's eyes immediately appeared with the delicious aroma of various barbecues.

Lamb skewers, beef skewers, chicken wings, palm treasures, enoki mushrooms, grilled leeks!

Thinking about it, she felt her saliva was about to flow out. Lin Jiaojiao grabbed Song Mian's hand and said, "Little Boss, although I can't find Quan Zhi, there is a ghost I know who can do it!"

"Who is it?" Song Mian was waiting for Lin Jiaojiao to say this, and asked while staring at Lin Jiaojiao with burning eyes.

Lin Jiaojiao smiled brightly: "Of course it's Meng Qia!"

Song Mian, who was originally full of anticipation, felt like a frost-bitten eggplant after hearing what Lin Jiaojiao said, and instantly lost all his fighting power.

"Meng Kai has been avoiding me because he was worried that I would ask him for help. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let you take away the goods he ordered last time." When mentioning Meng Kai, Song Mian felt very sorry.

Meng Qie is Meng Po's godson, so his influence in the ghost world is naturally not small.

But precisely because she had the power, Meng Po never allowed Meng Qi to do anything he wanted.

The last time Meng Qi gave Lin Jiaojiao Meng Po's soup, Meng Po quickly discovered it and became furious. She only gave up after a long outburst of anger.

Although Meng Kan was arrogant, he did not dare to provoke Meng Po, which directly led to Meng Kan not daring to patronize Song Mian's shop easily.

"I can think of a way to lure Meng Qia to the store. But after Meng Qia arrives, whether you can rely on your ability to keep him is beyond my control."

Lin Jiaojiao had done her best to secure the barbecue: "Young Boss, even though Meng Qia won't be coming, he's very greedy. As long as you can seize this opportunity, Meng Qia will definitely cooperate with us."

"You make sense. Meng Qi will definitely be wary when he comes here. I have to think of a way to make him let down his guard and then work for me obediently." Song Mian murmured and whispered something into Lin Jiaojiao's ear.

Lin Jiaojiao listened patiently, then knitted her brows together in disdain. "Ah? Young Boss, this method you're thinking of is way too extreme... In the end, it's either success or complete failure. Are you sure you want to take this gamble?"

"No venture, no gain. I've made up my mind!" Song Mian said resolutely.

Seeing Song Mian was so serious, Lin Jiaojiao had no choice but to sigh: "Okay, then I'll go back to the ghost world first, you take half an hour to prepare!"

Song Mian agreed immediately and quickly went to prepare.

Half an hour later, Lin Jiaojiao dragged Meng Qie to stand outside Song Mian's shop.

Meng Qia's face was full of resistance as he fiercely shook off Lin Jiaojiao's arm. "What's wrong with you, you devil? I already said I didn't want to come, but you still insisted on dragging me over. What on earth are you plotting?"

Lin Jiaojiao hadn't expected Meng Qi to be so right. She looked away in panic, but said righteously, "Meng Qi, you're really hurting me by saying that. I only asked you to come here for you this time."

"It's a good thing that you don't cheat me. What can you do for me?" Meng Qi looked at Lin Jiaojiao, his eyes filled with distrust of her.

Lin Jiaojiao was also feeling uneasy, but she said righteously, "Of course I'm doing this for you. Otherwise, if the boss doesn't open this hour anymore, you'll be crying and you won't even know what to do!"

This was indeed effective. Meng Qie, who had originally shown a look of disdain, felt his heart tighten. He stared at Lin Jiaojiao and asked, "What do you mean? Why would such a good store just be closed?"

"Of course, it's because she's made enough money. The young boss herself isn't an ambitious person. She originally opened this funeral clothing store out of necessity. Now that she's made millions, she doesn't want to see ghosts every day anymore, so she decided to close the store."

Lin Jiaojiao was so engrossed in the role that she almost fooled herself by the end: "I originally wanted to bring you here to see if there was anything Kani wanted to stock up on, so that the boss could buy some more for you. But I didn't expect you to be so interested!"

"It's not that I don't care, I just can't accept this fact for a while. Has the young boss encountered any difficulties? Maybe I can help." Meng Qi said in embarrassment.

"You'd better find a way to ask the boss to help you. You can only get the things you like to eat from the boss. If there is anything you want, go and tell the boss yourself. I won't take care of it." After saying this, Lin Jiaojiao left Meng Qi and left.

He looked as if he was extremely disappointed with Meng Qie.

"Lin Jiaojiao, don't leave in such a hurry." Seeing that Lin Jiaojiao had indeed left, Meng Qi hesitated for a moment, and then floated into the funeral clothing store.

In an instant, a stench that was difficult to describe in words hit Meng Qi's face, making him stagger.

There were all kinds of heavy-tasting foods on the table.

Durian, sour bamboo shoots and stinky tofu were placed side by side on the table, competing for beauty. The rich aroma spread out layer by layer.

Meng Qia was shocked by the smell. After taking two deep breaths, he found that the smell was still there, lingering at the tip of his nose.

Soon, Meng Qie began to enjoy it uncontrollably.

For Meng Qia, this taste is simply the best in the world.

However, the most obvious of these smells is the smell of grass with a hint of bitterness.

Following a special smell, Meng Qia turned his attention to the hot pot in the center of the table.