*Ring!*
The doorbell rang, and a burly figure entered the room.
Qin Yu, hands in his pockets, ignored the smiling shopkeeper and instead frowned, surveying his surroundings.
The shopkeeper, seeing this, followed behind Qin Yu and spoke.
"What are you looking for, sir?"
"Me? I'm looking for a beating."
"Oh, you're looking for a beating... huh?"
At this moment, Qin Yu finally stopped, ignoring the shopkeeper's surprised expression, and instead offered a compliment.
"Your shop is quite large!"
"Of course, of course. I dare not say anything else, but my shop is definitely the largest of its kind in the area."
"I can tell. Your stock must be quite comprehensive."
"Please, just name it. If it's available on the market, I can definitely get it for you."
"Oh, that's good."
Scratching his head, Qin Yu, who had already browsed several shops, felt a little thirsty.
"Then let's start with a bottle of fruit juice."
"Huh? Fruit juice?"
"Yes."
"Sorry, we don't have any."
"No? How about cola?"
"No that either."
"You must have bottled water, right?"
This time, the shop owner simply didn't answer, just shook his head slightly. Qin Yu rolled his eyes at this.
"Damn it! You don't even have bottled water? You have the nerve to say you have everything!"
"Of course! I run a funeral shop! Is it strange that I don't have bottled water!"
Pointing to the wreaths beside him, the shop owner's face darkened.
"Are you going to buy anything or not! Are you here to cause trouble?! If you're not buying, get out!"
"Don't be angry. Business should be based on harmony. I didn't say I wasn't buying. Do you sell candles here?"
"Yes, white ones, 25 each."
"So expensive? Is the wax made of gold or the wick?"
"Expensive? This is already the market price, brother! You think it's too expensive! I think I'm not making enough profit! Don't you even look? How many shops sell pure wax candles? These are all made from pure wax melt!"
The shop owner, no longer wanting to do business with Qin Yu, started to get irritated.
"Are you going to buy anything or not? If not, don't bother me!"
"Of course I'll buy! If these are genuine, I'll buy them."
Qin Yu picked up a white candle and examined it carefully.
"Hey boss, what if I buy this and find out it's fake…"
"If it's fake! I'll eat it right now!"
"Fine! You said it!"
Qin Yu smiled, then suddenly snapped the candle in two with a loud crack.
"See! Fake… but it really is real."
Looking at the flawless, pure-melted candle, Qin Yu gave an embarrassed smile.
The stunned shopkeeper, after recovering, grabbed a funeral banner and smashed it down on Qin Yu's head.
"You broke my candle, huh?!"
"Stop! Stop! Ouch! Stop! Stop! Stop!!!"
Qin Yu, who took several blows, didn't feel much pain; the only thing that mattered was the broken funeral banner.
"I'll pay, I'll pay, okay?!"
Taking money from his pocket, Qin Yu bought the candle and banner together, then grinned and approached the shopkeeper again.
"Boss, I have a big order you'd like to do?"
The boss's eye twitched. He really didn't want to do business with this idiot anymore.
But a fool wouldn't pass up a chance to make money. After thinking it over, the boss couldn't bring himself to refuse this so-called big order.
"Go ahead, what is it?"
"I want to order a coffin."
"Oh? A coffin? Any requirements?"
"Of course! First! I want a flip-top!"
"Flip-top..."
"Then, install two speakers inside, and put two rings of colorful LED lights around the outside. Also, get me a vibration sensor, the kind that automatically activates when someone walks over it! Can you do that?"
The shop owner, whose expression had gradually become blank, suddenly smiled.
"Sure! Forget flip-tops! I can even make a folding one! It's so boring when someone walks by! I'll even plant two bombs underneath! The moment someone walks by, you'll burst out of the grave with a bang! You'll scare them and take them with you! What do you think?"
"Hiss! A kindred spirit! That's great!"
"Great my ass! Get out! Get out of here!!!"
The broken grave banner was smashed wildly in his hand. The shop owner chased him for over a hundred meters before finally stopping, panting.
Having taken another dozen blows, Qin Yu muttered under his breath that the shop owner didn't know how to do business, while glancing around.
The shop owners on both sides, who were watching the commotion, either looked up or turned away, none daring to meet his gaze.
Qin Yu suddenly turned to the vendor beside him, startling him so much that he straightened up immediately, too afraid to move.
With a grin, Qin Yu approached, his expression unmistakably suggestive.
"Hey young man, what are you selling?"
"Melons..."
"Ribbit? I didn't realize you were a frog! I almost thought you were a dog!"
The vendor looked up at his dog ears, not daring to reply.
"How much are these melons?"
"They're free."
"Huh?"
"But these melons aren't fresh."
"It's okay! I like them even if they're not fresh!"
"These melons aren't sweet."
"As long as they quench my thirst, I'm fine with it."
"Brother!!! This is a small business! Running a business isn't easy! How about I give you a hundred? Go check out that fruit shop across the street! They have a lot of melons!"
Seeing Qin Yu's persistent pestering, the vendor almost cried.
Qin Yu wasn't really interested in teasing him, because this kid provided too little energy; it wasn't worth it.
He pulled out 50 from his pocket and handed it to the vendor.
"Buy a melon, a big one."
The vendor was overjoyed, hurriedly picking the largest one from his basket and shoving it into Qin Yu's hands without even asking for money.
"It's yours! Now get out of here!"
"You! What do you take me for! Do you think I want your worthless melon?! Why would I need you to give it to me!"
Feeling deeply insulted, Qin Yu angrily grabbed the melon and took several bites, snapping it in two.
This domineering scene stunned the vendor.
It's understandable that the vendor was shocked to see someone eating a melon raw.
His astonishment stemmed from the fact that he was selling pumpkins!
Chewing on the raw pumpkin, Qin Yu strode aggressively toward the nearby shop.
But before he even got close, the door slammed shut, and the shopkeeper hung a "Temporarily Closed" sign from the inside.
Dropping the two pieces of melon he was holding, Qin Yu wiped his mouth and grinned as he approached a nearby shop.
"Boss, do you have a bra like mine?"
*Thump!*
An ashtray flew out, hitting Qin Yu squarely on the forehead.
"Looks like not. What about thongs?"
*Thump!*
Just as Qin Yu was thoroughly ravaging the neighborhood, a steamed bun suddenly flew from afar, hitting him squarely on the back of the head.
"Who! Who's so uncivilized! Attacking this old man in his teens!"
Startled, Qin Yu hurriedly turned around, only to see Yuri standing helplessly in the distance, watching him.
"Can't you do something productive? Always causing trouble here! Be careful the police don't arrest you!"
"Hehe! They can't outrun me!"
"You…you're hopeless."
Looking at the smug Qin Yu, Yuri's expression grew even more helpless.
"I've heard of demons growing up to go mad, become stupid, and turn against their own family, but I've never heard of a demon growing up to be a jerk!"
"Hehe! That's all thanks to your excellent teaching! As the saying goes, 'One is influenced by one's company!'"
"Qin Yu!"
"One is influenced by one's company!"
"You're going to die!"
On the street, the familiar chase broke out once again.
Only, usually it was the shopkeeper chasing Qin Yu, but this time it was Yuri.