Chapter 170: Buy a Truckload of Silver Ingots

Lin Meng didn't dare to think too deeply.

The paper money burned for grandfather this time was so fleeting; it turns out we needed to go to the Hall of King Yama to retrieve someone?

But that's wrong; she clearly remembers the car accident—Ye Chenjing suffered the worst injuries, while the other two in the car only had minor scrapes, yet King Yama is coming for Ye Chenjing's life?

Lin Meng didn't realize; if it weren't for the old man's foolishness, spending a lot of money to salvage two lives before discovering they'd grabbed the wrong person!

By the time Ye Chenjing came around, the money had already been mostly spent.

Ye Chenjing managed to save his life only because the old man gritted his teeth, sold off the furniture, and thus narrowly escaped disaster.

Of course, for a matter involving life and death, Old Man Lin naturally couldn't go into too much detail.

Moreover, he himself was partly to blame for his carelessness and unreliability, which caused Ye Chenjing to suffer a bit.

No matter what, the outcome was good; when sending the dream, he could only gloss over the serious parts.

Lin Meng freshened up and went out to look for Ye Chenjing; fortunately, today he didn't go to the company but was resting at home.

"Last night, what did that former creditor surnamed Qin want from you?"

Ye Chenjing poured coffee for Lin Meng while calmly inquiring about Qin Feng's affairs.

He always felt that old guy was off—how could a creditor be so close to a debtor?

He had looked into Qin Feng: thirty-nine years old, suave and debonair, fairly wealthy, and still unmarried.

The Qin family is also a prominent clan in Yun Cheng; Qin Feng ought to be the heir, yet he is carefree and seldom involves himself in the Qin family's true core businesses, wandering about on his own.

What's more strange is that, given his background and charm, he should have beauties flocking to him, yet he has no romantic debts.

The old guy doesn't seem to have unusual tastes either; a bachelor would surely have some female companionship.

Ye Chenjing seemed to have forgotten that he himself was also a bachelor.

Before meeting Lin Meng, he also avoided romantic entanglements.

Upon hearing that, Lin Meng took a sip of coffee and tasted it.

"His skills are not bad; you said he came to give me a housewarming gift and just chatted for a while."

"By the way, he went to see you yesterday, asking if you wanted some land?"

Ye Chenjing nodded, then reached out to refill Lin Meng's cup.

"If you like drinking it, you can come here every day to sit, and I'll make it for you." Then he added:

"He's preparing to ask me to buy a plot of land; I'm still considering it."

Lin Meng nodded, not asking further.

This deal is not small; she wouldn't meddle in their transaction.

After finishing the cup of coffee, Lin Meng stood up and said:

"Alright, you rest first; I'm planning to go back to my hometown tomorrow, so I won't come to say hello."

Ye Chenjing saw Lin Meng off, then turned and went upstairs, not leaving the house all day.

But the next morning, as Lin Meng just opened the garage door, she saw Ye Chenjing already standing at her doorstep, with a suitcase beside him.

"Are you going on a business trip?"

Ye Chenjing nodded, "I also need to go to Yun Cheng; it happens to be on the way."

Lin Meng didn't think much, greeted him into the car, and the two quickly headed to Yun Cheng.

Along the way, Lin Meng hardly spoke, as she wasn't used to getting distracted while driving.

But this tormented Ye Chenjing.

After finally reaching Yun Cheng, Lin Meng finally spoke, but her first sentence was to tell Ye Chenjing to get out of the car.

"I need to go back to my hometown to handle some private matters, so I won't see you off—you can take a taxi to your destination."

Ye Chenjing's fingertips twitched slightly; hearing that, he pursed his lips and said:

"I'm not in a hurry either; I can go with you to have a look."

Lin Meng looked at Ye Chenjing with a strange expression, feeling that this guy wasn't here on a business trip—otherwise he would have brought Sun Yao along.

"Are you sure? Wherever I go, you'll follow?"

Ye Chenjing nodded; he had originally come just to be alone with Lin Meng, the group temporarily had Grandfather holding the fort, Chen Yu had also settled his mind and begun learning to manage the company, so this period was a good time for him to lay low for a while.

Upon hearing that, Lin Meng nodded and said, "You'd better not regret it."

After an hour and a half, the two suddenly stood at the entrance of the wreath shop in Bai Ling Town.

The boss recognized Lin Meng, both surprised and delighted.

"What's up? Did someone die in this little girl's family again?"

He remembered that last time she bought a lot of paper money; since it's not a holiday, besides those arranging funerals, his shop's business has been slow lately.

Ye Chenjing looked at this modest funeral supplies store, frowned, and couldn't help glancing at Lin Meng.

"No, buying ingots again? When was the last time we burned paper money? He also burned two lumps in the courtyard; how come just a few days later we need to burn again?"

Ye Chenjing couldn't help wondering whether Lin Meng also had business dealings with the netherworld.

He had never seen anyone so obsessed with burning paper money.

Even those big families that relatively believe in yin-yang rebirth don't necessarily burn paper money as frequently as Lin Meng does.

Ye Chenjing observed calmly as the shop owner warmly came forward to greet them.

He first glanced at Ye Chenjing's remarkable attire, inwardly doubtful—this looks like a big boss, yet he would also patronize their little shop?

The shop owner went straight to Lin Meng and said:

"Little miss, you're back again; how much do you plan to buy this time?"

"Take a look at this pile of new currency; it's all the rage lately—buy it back and burn it, and your ancestors will have plenty of face."

Lin Meng turned her head to look at the stack of gleaming spirit money the boss pointed at, and shook her head.

"I don't want any of that flashy stuff; just give me the ready-made silver ingots."

Seeing the sales pitch fail, the shopkeeper wasn't discouraged; he smiled, rubbing his hands together eagerly, and said:

"How much do you plan to take this time? Or shall we go with the usual two thousand?"

Lin Meng raised her hand and declared outright: "I want a truckload—can you deliver it today?"

As soon as those words left her mouth, not only the shopkeeper, but even Ye Chenjing was startled to the point of almost losing composure.

The shopkeeper snapped out of it, so excited he almost wanted to enshrine Lin Meng on the wall; he quickly gave a hehe smile and looked at Lin Meng.

"You mean supply it according to that truck parked at the entrance, right?"

"Regular silver ingots, thickened silver ingots, extra-large silver ingots— which type would you like?"

Seeing the shopkeeper's profiteering grin, Lin Meng took a deep breath, struggled to suppress the urge to hit him, and patiently said:

"Fine, then prepare the truck according to whatever spec you mentioned—give me a bit of each, and hurry up."

"Never mind; when spending money for the old man, I can't be too stingy. First burn a truckload down there, then see if Grandpa will come again in a dream lately."

She actually wanted to buy a few more truckloads and burn them all for the old man, but doing so would surely cause a huge commotion.

Moreover, hauling several truckloads of silver ingots to the village to burn would be truly extravagant; outsiders might even think their Lin Family Village had been massacred…

A truckload of silver ingots was ready within half an hour—a full truckload, quite a spectacular sight.

By now Lin Meng had become quite famous on this street—a lane that specializes in one-stop funeral services. After witnessing Lin Meng's purchasing power, all the shopkeepers rushed over to slip her their business cards.

The shopkeeper who had just made a small fortune of twenty or thirty thousand laughed till he couldn't close his mouth, and kept waving at Lin Meng's retreating back.

"Take your time, boss—come back whenever you need more!"