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

"Is this project a little too stimulating for the old men and women?" Lin Jiaojiao stood at the door of the haunted house, shrank her neck in fear, and pulled the other old ghosts beside her.

She felt that these old ghosts were so old when they died, and they should not like such scary places as she did, right?

But what surprised Lin Jiaojiao was that these old ghosts did not show any fear after hearing her words.

"The broken limbs on the pumpkin head at the door are all placed wrongly. The incisions on normal broken limbs are not like this." At this time, an old lady in her seventies or eighties pointed at the pumpkin head with her intact right hand, and then looked down at her left arm which had been broken for many years.

"Also, the bloodstains on the pumpkin head aren't clear. Normal blood wouldn't flow from this angle."

"This haunted house seems to be full of loopholes. I guess there must be more problems inside." Mr. Zhou muttered to himself, and as he spoke, he took the initiative to walk towards the haunted house.

Seeing the other old ghosts catching up quickly, Lin Jiaojiao was completely dumbfounded.

"Wuwuwu, little boss~" Lin Jiaojiao looked at Song Mian eagerly, wanting to cheat.

Song Mian couldn't help but said, "No way, Jiaojiao? You're a ghost, how dare you be afraid of a haunted house?"

"Who says we can't be afraid of ghosts? Sometimes the things you living people create are much scarier than us ghosts!" Lin Jiaojiao said, pulling Song Mian's arm and acting coquettishly, "Little boss, don't go."

"That won't do. If so many old ghosts enter the haunted house, what if something happens? If you're really scared, I'll let Qi Yefeng stay here with you." Song Mian looked at Qi Yefeng, who looked bewildered. "You don't have to go in. Just wait here."

Qi Yefeng was observing the haunted house in the distance, feeling a little nervous. Then he heard Song Mian say that he was not allowed to go in, and his hair began to tremble.

Song Mian didn't explain and just left Qi Yefeng behind.

At this time, most tourists have taken up good spots to watch the fireworks, so there are few people around the haunted house.

Under the moonlight, Qi Yefeng only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, blowing right on the back of his neck.

"Wait a minute, don't leave me!" Qi Yefeng quickly caught up with Song Mian.

Lin Jiaojiao now became a lonely ghost and quickly followed Qi Yefeng.

After taking the old ghosts on a tour around the haunted house, Song Mian immediately 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!"

"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.

The next morning, Song Mian went directly to the luxury apartment where Yu Bai lived.

When Song Mian got out of the taxi, she received a call from Qi Yefeng.