That's right, the fake ghost coins burning paper were bought in the market at that time. In other words, the paper money burned by many people was actually fake coins, so where did these fake coins eventually flow?

Obviously, the underworld cannot receive this money at all. People burn it in vain, and he robs the fake ghost coins that Cui Ming got.

Then, with this inference, there must be many pitiful ghosts in the underworld who have no food or drink, and they cannot receive money from their families. If you can reverse this situation, not only will the ghosts in the underworld be full of food and clothing, but also will not spend people's money in vain, but you can still make profits from it. Isn't this the best of all?

As long as you know what kind of underworld coins are universal to the underworld, you will print and produce them in large quantities, and then ask Cui Ming to help you find some ghosts to show up and then ask Guo Chuizi to promote it, you can almost monopolize the underworld coins industry in this city!

Another point is that there are naturally real coins circulating in the market, but people have no way of knowing what kind of coins are, so Cui Ming’s help is the key.

After understanding these points, he was so happy. He seemed to see colorful coins flying around in front of him, and finally turned into red Grandpa Mao. Hahaha... Well, no, Wancho suddenly remembered a very important question. Printing and production also cost money. At least there must be a printing machine and a mold. The workers do not need to hire them. Anyway, the factory manager, workers and salesmen can be the ones who serve as part of the job.

However, if you need to have entrepreneurial funds, Wan Chou rushed to the computer and planned to check the bank account to see if Guo Chuizi gave him money to the card.

Dou E was sitting in front of the computer. Seeing Fanchou coming, she smiled and said to Fanchou: "Mr. Fan, come and see how my story is written."

Wanchou's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let me see..."

Wanchou looked down and saw that Dou E was writing a short story with the title: I walked out of the grave.

Rancho was suddenly attracted and looked at it from the beginning with concentration.

"Next to my grave, there is a black mandala. I remember that during my lifetime, someone said that the black mandala was a cursed flower, representing unpredictable darkness and death, and despair, and loneliness.

But I like its enchanting beauty very much. Three hundred years ago, I watched the flower bloom and fade in front of my grave, I watched the man water it with his blood from three lives, the flower elves, my wish is coming true. Three hundred years later, I can finally climb out of my grave and find the person who sacrificed my three lives for me...

My dear, I'm here, where are you?"

......

Fan Chou held his breath and finished reading the introduction of the opening chapter, looked at Dou E with a thrilling look and said, "Okay, Dou Dou, just this opening makes me feel cold all over. It's so sad and romantic. If you don't write novels, it's a waste of talent..."

Dou E said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, this is what a sister told me before. I wrote her own story indiscriminately, and I don't know if it's OK."

"Okay, okay, so good, haha, I really want to...I..."

Fan Chou was dancing and suddenly couldn't help but hug Dou E and kissed Dou E hard on the face...

The cold touch came true, and Fanchou remembered that the female ghost I kissed just now, but Dou E blushed. The white and red feeling was so beautiful that she glared at Wanchou with anger, turned her head and ran away.

Fengchou was also very embarrassed. If his behavior was to be in ancient times, he would be a traitor. By the way, his ancestor Fan Xiliang had to marry Meng Jiangnu when he accidentally saw Meng Jiangnu's naked arms. He would definitely have to kiss Fan Dou's family...

Wan Chou sat down awkwardly, opened the online banking, and glanced at it. There was still a poor balance of 7.2 yuan. It seemed that Guo Crook had not paid for him yet.

"Old Guo, when will it be cremated? Ah no, I'm not saying you cremated, I'm talking about the person who saw the joyful... Oh, I know, it's okay, I just asked casually, that, I took the time to get my money for me, the family is almost out of business..."

After hanging up the phone, Wanchou ran to the front of the little oil lamp and shouted: "Brother Hui, come out quickly, I will take you to a good place tomorrow."

Perhaps he was very satisfied with Wanchou's behavior of taking him out to find Huo. This time, Ikki didn't take the airs and the fire flashed in front of Wanchou, and his whole body was filled with a heat, and he asked expressionlessly: "Where to go?"

"Crenchart! How about it? The fire there is strong enough."

Unexpectedly, Ichikki showed a very strange expression on his face, and he shook his head repeatedly: "Do you think that for a sacred goddess, the holy saint who goes to that kind of place, you will be reborn? What I want is pure and clean flames, don't go!"

Fan Cho was stunned. He never expected Yikki to refuse. He thought hard and said, "How about the big stove in the steel mill?"

"It's too hot, don't go!"

"Then you just wait a few days. When it gets cold, we will start burning the boiler here. It's good to go to the boiler room."

"Hmph, don't go to such a dirty place!"

"Then you go back to the oil lamp and stay..."

Wanchou was also angry, why is it so pretentious? He is also the master of the oil lamp. Aladdin's lamp god is so good. He wants money to pay, the princess to give it to the princess, and the castle to the castle. He is so good, but he doesn't see any other advantages except for oil consumption.

"If it's okay, don't bother me."

After throwing this sentence, the fire flashed and Yiqiu disappeared again.

Fanchou was a little unhappy now. No matter how he stayed honestly, it would be fine if he could stay honestly. At worst, he would have to spend some kerosene. If he went out to set fire, he would definitely settle the score with Cui Ming. If he wanted to do this, it would be that the underworld would release evil ghosts to harm the world. Humph, Cui Ming did not dare not to take away this hot Ikki.

I'd better think about the money. Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly came to a text message on my phone. Fan Chou hurriedly took out and looked: Boss, I'll see you at 3:30 in the afternoon. I'll see you under the crooked tree in the West Mountain. I'll have something to do.

I'll go, and Fan Choxin said that Hua Xiaoxin really knows how to choose a place. Last time we met at a ramen restaurant, but this time we went back to the crooked tree. Are you going to make an appointment to hang yourself for love?

I couldn't figure out what Hua Xiaoxin was going to do, but it was nothing to do now. I looked at it at almost three o'clock, and it was probably almost time to get there. Fan Chou explained a few words to Dou E, stepped onto the electric car, and headed straight for the west mountain.

This Xishan is also one of the places they often go to when they were young. The city is not big. There are mountains in the west, slopes in the east, temples in the south, and rivers in the north. In a happy childhood, these places were paradises where friends often appeared.

This Hua Xiaoxin kept playing with me to remember my childhood. I wanted to impress me with friendship and let me agree to him chasing Xiaoyu? Humph, don’t even think about it!

Wanchou was thinking all the way, and finally arrived at the west mountain. The electric car ran along the lane for a while and could no longer get up. He looked at a big poplar tree from the left and right. Wanchou took out a large iron chain more than two meters long from the toolbox, locked the car on the tree with a rush to ensure that everything was foolproof. Then he looked up at the crooked tree halfway up the mountain and slowly walked up the mountain.

The trees are lush and wild flowers are everywhere. The fields are marching soft grass, and I feel a little soft. Such a good weather and such beautiful scenery, but I have few people to accompany me.

Unintentionally, Wanchou thought of Xia Bing, and didn't know how that girl had been doing these two days. If she could climb a mountain with her, she looked so angry that she looked sweaty, and then she would be able to develop further...

I looked up and saw that the crooked neck tree on the mountain was not far away. Wanchou was sweating and continued walking up the mountain. I thought it was so awkward. I had nothing to do to go up the mountain to find the crooked neck tree.

Fortunately, the mountain is not steep, and the scope is climbing up with its head on its head. After about ten minutes, it is halfway up the mountain. The terrain is relatively slow. On a green grass, there is only a crooked tree growing next to a large stone on the edge of the cliff.

Speaking of this tree, they had a debate when they were young. Some people said it was a locust tree, some said it was a poplar tree, and some said it was an elm tree. In short, their teacher, a fat man wearing glasses, also came to the mountain, holding the glasses and said: This should be a jujube tree.

As a result, the students thought about it every day and looked forward to it. Every time they went up the mountain, they came to see this crooked tree. But a year passed and two years passed, and the so-called jujube tree failed to produce a jujube. Everyone talked endlessly. Finally, the teacher went up the mountain and studied it for a long time to come to a conclusion that the jujube tree was a common one...

It was not until after entering junior high school that I learned biology course that I realized that the trees do not distinguish between male and female at all. From then on, I hated all the teachers who were tirelessly destroyed. Later, I went up the mountain with Hua Xiaoxin and told him the story of male and female.

At this time, standing under this long-lost crooked tree, looking around, it was already three months past, and it was very strange. Hua Xiaoxin said to wait for him, but why haven't he come yet?
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