After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Why are you like this? It was you who told me to make the offer with confidence." Qin He looked innocent.

He had no idea how much the demon monkey was worth, so he just thought he'd add a zero to the end and see what happens. He hadn't anticipated the other party's reaction. The more decisively he added the zero, the more determined the other party was to get out. Clearly, five thousand silver coins was too high. A lot higher, by a lot. "Is that what you call an offer? You're just making fun of me," the shopkeeper glared in anger. "No, you can bargain too. Even if a deal doesn't go through, there's still friendship. If it doesn't work out this time, there's always another time, you said," Qin He grinned.

The young shopkeeper's face suddenly froze, and he was speechless after hearing what Qin He said.

"Just name your price. It's my business whether I sell it or not." Qin He continued to encourage.

When it comes to transactions, people are never afraid of bargaining too low, but they are afraid of the shopkeeper saying good things.

If you don't understand the price clearly, you will suffer losses without knowing why.

The shopkeeper stared at Qin He. Seeing that he didn't seem to be making fun of him, he calmed down and made an offer: "600 silver coins."

"roll!"

What responded to him was the back of Qin He's head and his rapidly receding figure.

The word "get out" was stretched out with the sound of the wind.

"Aiya~ How dare you scold me!"

"Don't run if you dare!"

The young shopkeeper was so angry that he spit out foul words.

Not long after, Qin He asked three dealers for the goods and finally sold the magic monkey for 1000 silver coins.

The price has doubled.

It is true that all businessmen are dishonest, and all dishonest people are businessmen.

Adding a zero is indeed an exaggeration, but doubling it is also common.

Qin He was very happy after weighing the purse in his hand, and his resentment towards the cripple was immediately alleviated a lot.

This is the boy who gives away money.

He just casually gave himself 1000 silver coins.

Holding the money, Qin He rushed into the food shop and said, "Boss, give me a braised unicorn!"

Soon, Qin He's extremely arrogant voice was heard from inside.

These 1000 silver coins supported Qin He's carefree day.

It was not until it was completely dark that Qin He, with his pockets empty, hummed a tune contentedly and returned to the crematorium.

A meal and some drinks cost 700 silver coins.

After dinner, he took a bath, and then went to a brothel to listen to some music, and the remaining 300 silver coins were spent.

Far away.

He saw a man.

Who?

That lame man.

He was guarding the door of his crematorium. Although he didn't move, his gaze showed that he was a little anxious.

It is possible that he thought he had escaped with the corpse.

"You're here so early?"

Qin He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and only after Ye Yinshu approached did he appear and say hello.

The lame man was obviously startled by Qin He's sudden appearance. Seeing that it was Qin He, he hurriedly said, "I was worried, so I happened to be passing by and came to take a look. That body..."

"It's already burned." Qin He said directly.

"Burned?" The lame man's tone rose significantly, and the surprise and disbelief on his bitter and resentful face could no longer be concealed.

"It's just right that you're here. The ashes are yours." Qin He pushed the door open and led him in. Pointing at the still slightly steaming pile of human-shaped ashes on the crematorium, he said, "Don't worry. She passed away in a dignified and peaceful manner."

Looking at the ashes on the crematorium, the lame man's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

A moment later, he left with a pile of ashes.

His steps were noticeably more lame than before.

"If there are other corpses, you are welcome to come again, it's free!" Qin He shouted behind him.