Bai Wuchang continued: "The underworld is now in a mess! Prices are rising, inflation, a large number of ghost markets are closing down, and countless unjust souls can't buy anything with the money of the underworld! Some ghost kings have already begun to shout and rebel, and now my brothers and I don't dare to wander around the underworld casually!"

Zhang Jun was still listening carefully to Bai Wuchang's words, but when he listened to it, Zhang Jun was dumbfounded, rising prices, inflation, ghost market, Nima, these are all special words for the modern financial crisis, how can there be a financial crisis in the underworld? Zhang Jun really has a long insight. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As soon as Bai Wuchang saw Zhang Jun's stunned look, he guessed what he was thinking, and said quietly: "Do you kid think that our underworld is a dead land, and there is nothing? Let me tell you, our underworld is actually no different from your mortal world, there are a large number of ghosts who have not had time to reincarnate temporarily living in the underworld, and if there are ghosts, there will be consumption, and if there is consumption, a ghost market will be formed! Or do you think that you mortal world burns so much paper money every year for ghosts for what they do!"

It was also the first time that Zhang Jun had heard that the underworld was still so complicated, and he used to think that the soul would be reincarnated immediately as soon as the underworld was born?

Zhang Jun asked embarrassedly: "Then why did the prefecture cause a financial crisis now?"

Bai Wuchang said angrily: "The problem is not in your mortal world! You burn so many nether coins in the underworld every year, it was okay at first, dozens of pieces to burn, and the Netherworld just uses these netherworld coins to circulate in the ghost market, but now the denomination of your mortal nether coins is getting bigger and bigger, and now they are all burning hundreds of millions of dollars to the underworld at a time, and there are more and more netherworld coins in the hands of ghosts, and it is strange that the ghost market is not inflationary!!"

When Zhang Jun heard this, he almost understood, according to Bai Impermanence, this chaos in the underworld is really a disaster caused by the mortal world.

Zhang Jun asked curtly: "Seventh Master, has the Lord of Yama figured out how to deal with it?"

Bai Wuchang glanced at Zhang Jun at this time, and smiled sinisterly: "Who is Lord Yan, of course he has thought of a solution, and this solution is also related to you kid!"

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, has something to do with me? Could this be the real reason why Black and White Impermanence is looking for himself today?

Zhang Jun had no choice but to be embarrassed and said: "Seventh Master, I am just a small landlord, how can I have the ability to manage the affairs of your Yin Cao Difu?"

Bai Wuchang said with a smile: "No, you have this ability, in order to cope with the inflation in the underworld, Lord Yama decided to immediately cancel the circulation of the current underworld currency in the underworld and find a new circulating underworld coin, our Yama Lord wants you to build a mortal coin factory in the mortal world, specifically to provide us with underworld coins, which means that your kid will be our financial steward in the underworld in the future!"

Nani, let me print the Underworld!

Zhang Jun was dumbfounded by this sudden situation, and after calming down for a while, Zhang Jun secretly thought:

It is possible to build a dark coin factory in the mortal world, provided that you have to have funds, listening to Bai Wuchang say this, there must be a lot of dark coins needed in the underworld every year, and it must take a lot of money to print these dark coins, I said how can Lord Yama be so kind today, reward me with a netherworld token and a soul bell, he wants to empty the gloves of the white wolf, let me pay to help him curb the inflation in the underworld!

However, he can't refuse the matter of Lord Yama, although now Lord Yama can't help himself, but what about a few decades from now? What about a hundred years from now? Sooner or later, he will fall into the hands of Lord Yama, and when the time comes, if his old man wears small shoes for himself and is reincarnated as an animal, it will be too unworthy.

No, you have to find a win-win solution!

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun said to Bai Wuchang with some arrogance: "Seventh Master, it stands to reason that Lord Yama told me to do it, but you have been walking around in the mortal world for so long and you know that we also have to spend money on doing things in the mortal world, and it will cost a lot of money to build a dark coin factory, even if I can advance it now, it will definitely cost money to print the underworld coin in the future, this is a bottomless pit, I can't last a few years even if I have money!

Sure enough, after listening to Zhang Jun's explanation, the two of them fell into deep thought, and after a while, Black Impermanence spoke: "Boy, do you have any good ideas, say it!"

Zhang Jun smiled awkwardly, sure enough, he was not the opponent of these two thousand-year-old monsters, and they saw at a glance that he had an idea:

"Seventh Master and Eighth Master, I think so, if you want this mortal mortal underworld coin factory to continue to operate for a long time, you must continue to inject funds into it, but where does the money come from? I think you don't have a large number of Underworld Flowers, you can regularly hand over a batch of Underworld flowers to me, and I will make it into medicine and sell it in the mortal world, so that I will have money in the mortal world to invest in the Underworld Coin Factory to print Underworld coins! You Netherworld can also get enough Underworld coins to stabilize the ghost market, what do you two think of this idea?"

After Bai Wuchang listened, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Good boy, speaking of which, it turns out that you want flowers on the other side, but you have a good calculation!"

Hei Wuchang on the side looked contemplative, as if he was weighing the feasibility of Zhang Jun's idea, and after a long time, Hei Wuchang spoke: "Boy, I think your idea is feasible, but my brothers can't decide such a big thing, so let's go with us to the Netherworld for a trip, you go to meet Lord Yama, let Lord Yama decide!"