Running a Street Stall in the Underworld from the Start

Jiang Yan died suddenly from working overtime, only to wake up in the business hall at the Bridge of Helplessness. The Judge slammed the table and roared, “If you don’t meet your KPI, you’ll be a crispy roast chicken in your next life!” The Meng Po Soup in Jiang Yan’s hands tasted like dishwater that had sat around for three days. His soul nearly scattered on the spot. 【Ding! The Everything Can Be Sold System has been bound!】 The next second, he grabbed a lovesick ghost. “Buddy, want to check out the ‘Forget Love Water, Youth Edition’? It selectively wipes away the pain while preserving the sweet memories, so you can become a legend in love in your next life!” “Everyone, the ‘Scholar-in-a-Bottle Meng Po Soup’ is up for sale! Knowledge gets etched into your DNA, and you can pick Tsinghua or Peking University!” Before long, the Underworld had been transformed, and ghosts were packed around his stall. Looking at the sky-high sales figures, the King of Hell fell into deep thought. “The soup he’s selling... is it really the same kind I approved?” Jiang Yan’s goal was simple: become the Underworld’s top salesperson, return to the land of the living, and bring a little “merchandise” to the heartless boss who had worked him to death!