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Chapter 48 The Land of the Dead
As soon as I heard this person speak, I knew he was an insider and worthy of being a supplier to the five provinces in South China.

But I still smiled and said, "I am just a part-time worker. Whatever the boss wants, we will prepare it. Brother Ji, thank you very much this time!"

"If you have anything to do in the future, please send a message to the funeral home. We will definitely help you if we can!"

Everyone is in the business of dead people, so they are not taboo about these things.

Seeing that I refused to say anything more, Lao Ji didn't take it seriously and said, "Okay! If you have a chance to come to South China, remember to come to me and I will personally entertain you, brother!"

I exchanged business cards with Lao Ji, and then looked at each other and smiled.

It was obvious that Lao Ji was a cheerful person and admired Zhang Sanfen in every way.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have risked offending Yu Bushun to provide me with the corpse wood.

That's what trade fairs are like.

Not only can you buy what you want, but you can also make like-minded friends.

The first of the three things ordered by the boss was obtained.

As for the second item, I'm afraid it will take some effort.

Yu Bushun has a close relationship with the funeral home, and Ghost Tears are a hot commodity, so it may be difficult to get hold of them.

While I was thinking about it, I heard someone walking up to the stage, holding a microphone, clearing his throat, and said, "Dear friends and distinguished guests."

"Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to come to Fangbei Commercial Bank's trade fair."

"I am Fang Pingnan, the general manager of Fangbei Commercial Bank in North China."

The surrounding guests were attracted by his voice and stopped their private conversations and turned to look at him.

Fang Pingnan smiled and said: "Today's trade fair is different from the past. The main reason is that a heavyweight supplier, Mr. Yu Bushun from north Shanxi, expressed his intention to join the supply of materials in North China."

"In order to express his respect for his colleagues in North China, Mr. Yu Bushun provided seven types of raw materials and three types of semi-finished equipment."

"These things are all available for you to purchase and trade at cost prices."

There was a burst of exclamation from the people in the audience.

In this industry, raw materials are very important.

Because the northwestern Shanxi region is close to the Land of the Dead, some extremely important raw materials are almost monopolized by them.

Every time there are good things, such as ghost tears, yin-yang resurrecting grass, Mahakala soul-soothing stone, etc., they are all given priority to northwest Shanxi.

Some other resources will be handed over to the government, Maoshan, Longhushan, Shaolin Temple, Guangji Temple, Daxueshan Temple, etc.

When it was the turn of the folk colleagues, they basically couldn’t even drink the soup.

Now he is willing to devote part of his resources to the North China region, so that the local exorcists will not have no trump cards when faced with some weird gadgets.

Fang Pingnan pressed his hand down, and the surrounding sounds immediately stopped.

He smiled and said, "Now I would like to invite Mr. Yu Bushun to come up and say a few words."

A tall man walked up to the stage with an expressionless face. He said coldly: "I am Yu Bushun."

"In our line of work, what we most often face are corpses, ghosts, evil spirits, monsters and other cruel and cruel things. Sometimes, often due to the lack of weapons, many friends are seriously injured, and even Invaded by evil spirits and heretics.”

"Yu believes that all colleagues in the world should be one family. Since we have this capital in northwest Shanxi, we should provide some of the materials to our friends in North China."

"If this can reduce the embarrassment of some friends in North China, I can be considered as doing my best."

Someone in the audience took the lead in applauding.

Some people also said loudly: "Mr. Yu is so generous!" "On behalf of my friends in North China, I would like to thank Mr. Yu for his contribution to the local area!"

In the midst of the flattery, Zhao Fei sneered: "Hypocritical and hypocritical!"

I deeply agree with this evaluation!

Zhang Sanfen told me clearly how Yu Bushun started his business.

The Land of the Dead is actually an ancient battlefield. Due to the geomagnetic disorder, strange things happen one after another inside, and there are countless weird things.

This place was originally a good place for gold mining. Although it was a bit dangerous, if you found something good, it would be a real problem to become rich overnight.

But later, a person like Yu Bushun suddenly appeared in a small village on the edge of the Land of the Dead.

He expanded the entire small village to the size of a town and retained the architectural style of the original village.

He also applied for cultural heritage to the local governor, and the entire town became a place where outsiders could not set foot.

The euphemistic name is protecting cultural material heritage.

Without outsiders setting foot, this place has basically become a place where Yu Bushun alone has the final say.

And this is the only entrance to the Land of the Dead.

If you want to bypass this entrance, you must climb over two mountains and enter the desert area.

It is precisely because of this town of the undead that Yu Bushun's business is booming, and it is easy to get wind and rain.

If he really cared about his colleagues from other places, he should have opened the town of the undead long ago instead of guarding it with his own family, just like guarding against thieves to prevent his colleagues from outside the town from entering the town of the undead and making a fortune.

It is absolutely correct to say that he is hypocritical.

The reason why he is willing to supply his colleagues in North China is unclear as to what kind of interest conflicts there are.

Yu Bushun didn't say much. He simply said a few words and then walked downstairs to rest.

Fang Pingnan took the phone and said with a smile: "Everyone, the trade fair has officially begun."

"You can bid and trade according to the previous rules. If you don't understand, you can ask the waiters at the business bank to understand."

"We will definitely give you the best service."

He put down the microphone, then clapped his hands, and a series of boxes were carried out one after another.

The styles of the boxes are weird, some are iron, some are wooden, and some are plastic.

According to the different characteristics of different materials, the methods used to install them are also different.

In addition, there are a few more special things placed at the front.Each is a hand-copied Diamond Sutra, which is densely covered with small regular script.

A rusty iron sword, covered with scratches from the years.

There is also a box of goods from northwestern Shanxi, which is the Ghost Tears I want.

In addition to these three items, there are purple cinnabar, Yin Yang Resurrection Grass that has long been dehydrated, a few black stones that I don't recognize, and wolf fangs with circles on them that look like charms.

Anyway, the goods produced by the Land of the Dead are basically high-quality products.

I didn't care about anything else, just stared at the glass box of Ghost Tears.

Through the glass, I can see the ghost tears shining like crystal in the light.

The boss said that there are many fakes of this thing. As long as it is real, it will sparkle slightly under the touch of the Demon-Slaying Thorn.

(End of this chapter)