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

"No, Xiaozhi, are you here? Second brother knows he is wrong, please give him another chance." Quan He couldn't accept this fact, and was stopped by Quan Feng just after he finished speaking.

"Xiao Zhi possessed me just now, and I already understand Xiao Zhi's feelings. Over the years, we have done everything wrong, no wonder Xiao Zhi is unwilling to forgive us. Let's go, don't dwell on it here, we are not worthy of Xiao Zhi's forgiveness." After saying that, Quan Feng promised to hand over the patent to Song Mian as soon as possible, and then left the funeral clothing store with his brothers.

Soon after dawn, Song Mian also saw Lin Jiaojiao, Quan Zhi and Meng Qie off.

That night, Quan Zhi came to Song Mian's shop again.

Unlike the last time, Quan Zhi's condition looked much better this time.

"Young Boss, I've decided to reincarnate." Quan Zhi's smile softened when he mentioned reincarnation. "Mr. Meng helped me choose a good family. In my next life, I'll have parents who love me dearly. Also, I've had a dream with my family, asking them to send you some antiques and gemstones from my lifetime, along with my patent transfer documents. You'll be able to receive my patent income in a month or two."

"You actually appeared in a dream to someone from the Quan family?" Song Mian couldn't help but frown when he thought of those people from the Quan family: "Didn't they give you a hard time?"

Quan Zhi held Song Mian's hand tightly. "No, they just want me to forgive them, but I'm not the Quan Zhi of the past anymore. I don't want to forgive them. Young boss, you gave me so much courage. I'm really grateful to you. In addition, I've introduced you to some ghost guests. Miss Lin will send these guests over later. Just consider it my last token of my gratitude to you."

Although he was reluctant to let Quan Zhi go, Song Mian still sent her away.

After a while, Lin Jiaojiao came over with a group of old men, old ladies and ghosts.

Song Mian took them to a nearby night market.

There are all kinds of snacks in the night market, all of which the old ghosts have never seen before.

In order to let the old ghosts fully experience the life of modern young people, Song Mian spent money to buy all kinds of snacks in the night market!

Qi Yefeng specially found an extra-large table to place these snacks. He originally thought that Song Mian wanted to treat those old ghosts to a meal, but he didn't expect that Song Mian had divided all these snacks into small sample packs, which were enough for these ghosts to have a bite, but not enough to fill them up.

Then he gave all the sample snacks to the ghosts one by one. Song Mian listened to the sighs of admiration from all the old ghosts without exception.

"Delicious! After being dead for so long, this is the first time I know there are so many delicious things in this world! It's so delicious!"

"In the past, the younger generations at home 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 hard it was to live without food!"

"Eat! Everyone, eat more! Enjoy all the things you didn't have time to enjoy while you were alive!"

"Although these snacks taste good, there are too few of them to eat. It's not satisfying at all!"

Song Mian was waiting for these words. She forced a businesslike smile on her fair face and enthusiastically introduced herself to the ghosts: "Hello, fellow ghost elders. Now let me introduce the various services of our funeral clothing store to you.

Our funeral clothing store not only provides playtime services, but also provides various other assistance for your happy life. What you just experienced was our funeral clothing store's food tasting service. If you want to enjoy delicious food next, you can directly choose to purchase more food.

Just one sentence successfully attracted the attention of these ghosts, and Song Mian carefully explained how to pay the reward.

At this moment, all the ghosts were attracted by Song Mian, but they didn't know what to do. With the help of Lin Jiaojiao, they made transactions with Song Mian one by one.

Most of these old ghosts died of old age. They either have descendants or some burial objects, which can be given to Song Mian as rewards.

Then, Song Mian heard the voice of the system constantly coming from his mind.

[Transaction successful. Transaction item: One night market snack]

[Transaction Object: Mr. Zhou]

[Transaction Amount: A jade pendant as a burial object]

【Transaction method: Waiting for success.】

After learning the location of these burial objects, Song Mian immediately asked Qi Yefeng for help and sent people from the Qi family to participate in this matter.

Qi Yefeng immediately sent bodyguards to fetch the agreed burial objects and completed the transaction with Song Mian.

There are also some old ghosts who directly let their descendants reward Song Mian through dreams.

Song Mian did not refuse any payment method and quickly sold out the entire table of snacks at thirty times the original price.

Qi Yefeng also received 10% of the total remuneration transferred from Song Mian.

This is still a considerable income. Qi Yefeng saw with his own eyes how Song Mian used ghosts to make money, and his eyes were filled with envy. "Miss Song, your ability to see the Yin and Yang is truly remarkable. If the underworld could cooperate with you and engage in mutual trade, I think you would make a fortune."

Song Mian was busy counting the newly delivered antiques, and after hearing Qi Yefeng's suggestion, he became interested: "You mean I can find a way to cooperate with the people in the underworld... No, with the ghosts in the underworld?"

Seeing Qi Yefeng nodding continuously, Song Mian suddenly felt that this was indeed a good idea.

If she could really open up the market between the ghost world and the world of the living, she would have a fixed source of customers and could then make more money.

Making a note of this matter, Song Mian waited until the old ghosts had eaten their fill, then asked them to get back on the bus and take them back to the funeral clothing store.

The old ghosts were all satisfied with their meal, and passed through the entrance and exit of the backyard and returned to the ghost world.

Standing in the backyard and greeting these old ghosts one by one, Song Mian subconsciously counted the number of these old ghosts.

But what surprised Song Mian was that one of these old ghosts was missing.

"Mr. Qi, do you remember how many old ghosts we took away when we set out?" Song Mian immediately asked Qi Yefeng beside him, "I clearly remember taking away twenty-one ghosts in total. How come there are only twenty left now?"

Qi Yefeng looked helpless after hearing this: "Miss Song Mian, I can't see ghosts, so I can't count the number of ghosts. How can I know whether there are many or few ghosts?"