Master has been getting busier and busier lately. I used to go out only occasionally at night, but now I often don't go home even during the day. And as far as I know, he has turned down several door-to-door business orders in a row. When others came to him to do something, he directly said that he was not available, and introduced the business to Master Zhou.

Master Zhou is another well-known master in the county who specializes in doing things for people. I don't know if he has real skills, but I have a lot of opinions about my master's passive attitude and the way he helps competitors advertise! You know, in addition to going to the ghost market to set up a stall, the red envelopes of doing things are also another big source of income for me!

Now, although my business in the ghost market is booming, my total monthly income has decreased. For me, who is particularly in need of "love funds" at the moment, it is definitely not good news.

Tonight, the master said that there was something wrong and he didn't plan to go to the ghost market. I seized the opportunity to complain! Master didn't expect me to have such a big reaction, so he asked me what was the reason? Of course I can't say that it's because Master, you can't make me money, and it will affect my girlfriend! I had no choice but to excuse myself and said, "Last time, Master asked me to go to the ghost market by myself, but I was bullied and made a lot of trouble. If you don't go this time, I'm afraid that there will be ghosts to make trouble again! ”

When the master heard this, he was very disapproving, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry! I have already explained to Lao Xing, and no ghost will dare to disturb you this time. Go with confidence! I've told you before that the business of the ghost market may be handed over to you in the future, and you will have to get used to handling these things yourself from now on. ”

I see, the master really went directly to Lao Xing last time and settled the matter. Lao Xing is the ghost head in the mass grave, although he occasionally comes to collect some protection money, but his ghost quality is not bad. According to those ghost customers, Lao Xing has also mediated many conflicts between ghosts and ghosts, and is the de facto manager of the mass grave, and has been trying to maintain order in this ghost community.

I don't know how Master and Lao Xing negotiated with each other, or whether there was any friendship between the two of them, and Master didn't seem to want to talk about it. He packed up a few things, including the bag, the brush, and the rune paper from the box under the bed. Master didn't shy away from me when he took things out of the box, but to my disappointment, he didn't open the small box on the bottom floor, and he didn't plan to tell me what was inside, so he went out after taking the things.

Although I had Master's assurance, I still learned the lesson of the last time, and this time I didn't dare to bring too many things, after all, I couldn't push it by myself. Uncle Li was still very enthusiastic, and when he met him halfway, he took the initiative to help push the cart. When the old man saw me coming alone this time, he didn't even ask, anyway, Master and I never had to ask him to buy talismans.

Facts have proved that Master's guarantee is indeed very reliable. Business is not bad tonight, and the regular customers who should have come have come, continuing the good momentum before. In particular, it is worth mentioning Mrs. Kim. She has now quickly integrated into this ghost community, and when she sees every ghost and everyone greets her warmly, it is a world of difference from the state when the Han family first saw her. Mrs. Jin takes Xiao Ming with her everywhere, and she really takes care of Xiao Ming as her grandson. Her son and daughter-in-law were quite filial, and they also listened to my advice and burned a lot of paper money for the old lady. Mrs. Jin, who has lived a good life, is first out of gratitude, and secondly, she listens to Xiao Mingtian clamoring to eat my barbecue, so every time she comes to visit me in the ghost market, she becomes another model customer of mine.

In addition to Mrs. Kim, I seem to have seen a few new ghosts in the ghost market. Not just this time, but a few times before. But most of these ghosts are wild ghosts, and they don't have much money to spend, a bit like beggars and vagabonds in the sun, and some of them are bold and even reach out to individual stallholders to eat. I couldn't help but frown and muttered, "Why have so many people died recently?" Or are they all dead and have no place to be buried? ”

"Xiao Sheng! Is my new dish coming out? "Just when I was worrying for no reason, a familiar voice came, it was Lao Zhang.

"That's it! All right! This time I found a lot of new things, can you try them, are you satisfied? I hurriedly beckoned Lao Zhang to sit down, he is also a big customer of mine now.

Ever since the last time Lao Zhang ordered a new dish from me, I have been trying to find a way to satisfy his taste. In fact, Lao Zhang's requirements are not much, that is, to be sour, the more sour, the better! But the new dishes I came up with were always dissatisfied, and he still felt that they weren't sour enough! Tonight is already the third trial.

When I made the first plan, I thought very simply, so I fried a vinegar shredded potato, and put three times the constant amount of vinegar in it. But of course, this brainless plan was not so easy to pass, Lao Zhang shook his head after eating, very dissatisfied.

The second plan I fried sour bamboo shoots with sauerkraut, and the seasoning was not only vinegar but also tangerine peel and lemon juice. After Lao Zhang tasted it, he said that it had made some progress, but it was still not sour enough. He gave me some advice: "Xiaosheng, don't keep thinking about finding some sour seasonings to add to it, if you put too much vinegar, the dish will be salty!" I don't have to eat stir-fried vegetables, you can try to find some natural ingredients, such as fruits. When I was alive before, I once ate an unripe orange, and oops, it tasted so sour that I lost my teeth! ”

I accepted Lao Zhang's suggestion, and today I specially found two passion fruits, a few green oranges, a bag of apricots, a box of green plums and a sour star fruit, and asked Lao Zhang to try the taste by himself. Among them, especially the sour star fruit, I found a wild sour star fruit tree in the mountains, and picked one that was still half-ripe. This sour star fruit is different from the fruit variety we usually eat, even if it is ripe, it is still sour. What's more, it's still such a half-baked fruit.

Lao Zhang took the fruit plate, tasted them one by one, and commented on them one by one.

"This green orange is not good, it is not as sour ...... as the one I used to eat"

"Why is this apricot still sweet? Bad review! ”

"Well, this passion fruit is okay, so-so!"

"These green plums are a little interesting, but they don't meet my requirements."

I just stood aside and watched Lao Zhang eat. You know, I've tasted a little bit of these fruits myself, and they're definitely very sour. I watched Lao Zhang stuff those sour fruits into his mouth one by one, chewing them with relish, and I felt that the salivary glands in my mouth were also strongly stimulated, and I kept swallowing saliva. This Lao Zhang is too sour! Could it be that he is actually a sour ghost?

Lao Zhang ate the last sour star fruit, and as soon as he took a bite, his expression finally changed. "Tut-tut, this star fruit is not bad! Well, sour enough! Sour enough! Hey, why did you only bring one? Why don't you bring some more? ”

I saw that Lao Zhang seemed satisfied, so I asked him, "How is it, are you satisfied with this star fruit?" I'm just experimenting this time! If you think this sour star fruit is sour enough, I'll get you more next time! ”

Lao Zhang shook his head again and said, "This star fruit is very sour...... But if it satisfies me, hehe, it's not enough! ”

"No, it won't! Isn't that sour enough? So how sour do you have to be to be satisfied? ”

Lao Zhang said: "I know that you have been very attentive this time, and you have found me so many sour fruits." But no matter how sour these fruits are, they are still only normal in the world! You see, I'm a ghost now! What I want is the feeling of being able to kill someone! ”

I listened to Lao Zhang's explanation and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Lao Zhang encouraged me a few more words, dropped a pile of dark coins and left. I muttered to myself, "Acid death doesn't pay for life...... Isn't that the benefit of being a ghost? You can eat whatever you want, and you don't have to worry about any dietary health issues! ”

I swept the wad of paper money into the cash register. Complaining is complaining, but I still have to work this new dish he ordered, after all, I have spent a lot of money on pickling girls recently! Before I knew it, I had evolved from a money worshipper to a "girl worshipper".

After sending Lao Zhang away, the ingredients I brought were almost sold, and the customers behind me gradually decreased. I started to pack up, leaving only two sets of tables and stools, just in case there were ghost customers who had watched the show and came over for supper. The poor ghost was already waiting behind the grave. This guy is the goblin of all, and every time he sees me start to clean up the table and stool, he comes out of the grave and waits for me to beckon him to finish it.

My last customer was Uncle Fang. He wasn't a regular visitor to me, but he only came once in a while. Fang Bo didn't order much, so he ate a plate of steamed mosquitoes. After eating the mosquitoes and settling the account, Uncle Fang said to me: "Xiaosheng, did you sell my wrench last time?" ”

Oh yes! I almost forgot about it! No wonder Uncle Fang came to visit my stall so late today!

"Sold! Sold to the gold shop and got a thousand dollars! I replied. Then I poured out all the paper money in the cash drawer and began to count the money with a stick. I agreed with Uncle Fang that I would settle the money owed to Uncle Fang when I came back to set up the stall.

"How did you sell to the gold shop? Oops, you silly boy! My wrench is hundreds of years old, it's an antique! You take the antiques and sell them as miscellaneous gold, and you lose money! It's a loss! ”

"No loss!" I counted the money and swept the few bundles of paper money back into the basket. "I don't understand what antiques you are and what are not antiques! I took it to the antique store to sell, and people didn't like to accept it, and I was annoyed to ask questions! In the end, I had no choice but to sell it to the gold shop. ”

"That's it......" Fang Bo scratched his head, he had passed away for decades, and he didn't understand the current market situation.

"Then do you want this jade plate? It's also an antique, and it's worth a lot! Fang Bo suddenly took out a jade plaque from his body and showed it to me.

I have also seen the jade card before, and it is because I don't understand jade that I chose the golden wrench. I shook my head and said, "Don't do it!" What if I can't sell it again? ”

"It's okay! You can sell your hand and give me the money! "Uncle Fang seemed to be in a hurry, and directly put the jade plate on my stall, which meant that I must buy his jade plate.

I looked at the jade plaque and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, so I asked Uncle Fang: "If this jade plaque is really an antique according to what you said, and it is worth a lot, then why don't you look for other stall owners, but prefer to come to me to sell it?" ”

Fang Bo was a little embarrassed, but still explained: "I've been in a hurry to use money recently. Originally, I had already negotiated with the owner of the shroud stall, and he was willing to help me ask if anyone accepted this jade plaque, and then exchange it for paper money. But I don't know what's going on, he hasn't been to the ghost market for the last two times. That's why I'm here to ask you. ”

"What about the other stall owners? And the old man who watched the grave? He should be happy to buy you this jade card! ”

Fang Bo shook his head again and again, and said, "You don't know that old man, he is the master of the goose plucking!" If we do business normally and exchange paper money, he will slaughter us. I'm going to sell him the jade plate, it's not like giving him away for nothing! ”

Uncle Fang lowered his voice to me again: "In this ghost market, not every stall owner we can trust!" We have been human beings for decades, and we have been ghosts for decades or hundreds of years, and we still don't know how to read people? Among you stall owners, the most trustworthy are you and your master, as well as the shroud stall owner. I can't trust anyone else anyway! ”

Being praised so secretly by Uncle Fang, I do feel a little fluttering. I have been with Master for so many years, and I haven't learned any useful skills, but this good quality of being trustworthy and doing what I say is the right thing to cultivate! I've always hated the kind of guy who doesn't talk in tune and likes to fool people. If you have real skills, you don't have them, why are you talking so much useless?

I picked up the jade plate, flipped it back and forth and looked at it a few times, and the other party said, "I won't lie to you." I'll take it out first and look for someone and ask how much it can be sold. Let's split the account fifty-fifty, how? ”

"Okay! I believe in you! That's it! Fang Bo happily slapped his palms and left.

I wiped the jade plaque and stuffed it into my pocket, thinking that when I had time, I would go to the antique street to show people. But after what happened last time, I don't have much hope for it.

"Hee-hee!" The poor ghost had been waiting anxiously, and when he saw that Uncle Fang was finally gone, he ran over by himself. "Xiaosheng, tonight's business is not bad, right?"

I looked at him and shook my head, "Business is okay, but I don't have much left." There's also half a plate of salt and pepper cockroaches here, so you can eat them! ”

Lao Zeng hurriedly took the plate and said with a smile: "Hehe! I don't pick, I don't pick, some of them are good to eat! ”

I left him alone and started to clean up my stall and get ready to go home. Most of the paper money earned tonight was given to Uncle Fang, and the rest was probably just enough to pay the venue fee, and there was no new income. Alas, money, money, what a thing that people love and hate!