After ordering the dishes, the old man looked around and asked in confusion, "Where's Lao Jia?"
The uncle opened the wine and said, "Don't worry about him. He has an appointment. He said he met with a master who wanted to calculate whether he would have descendants in this life. He is obsessed with his son."
Aunt Xiaoru said, "He is just superstitious. I have advised him many times that if he wants to have a son, he should go to the hospital for a check-up. Why look for a master? If a master had this ability, the hospital would have closed down long ago."
The old lady glanced at Xiaoyue and the others across from her and glared at her uncle: "Stop talking nonsense and don't pour the wine."
The uncle understood and chuckled: "I'm just saying this, it's falling right now, it's falling right now."
The people drinking at the table were Uncle Zhang, my uncle's father and Uncle Cao. The three of them simply got together to clink glasses and have a great time.
Because Zhou Haoyu had to drive, Uncle Zhang forbade him to drink, so he sat next to Xiaoyue and the others.
Juanzi wanted to know what the master her uncle was talking about, so she asked Zhou Haoyu to listen. Yang Rui and Du Shiqing also leaned over to listen, and they were extremely curious about the master her uncle was talking about.
Zhou Haoyu became very proud, and after keeping the secret for a while, he said, "Actually, he is an old Taoist priest. Old Jia said that it was this old Taoist priest who helped him calculate the fortune. He made a fortune because he bet on the right treasure. It sounds amazing."
Yang Rui said: "In novels, some old Taoist priests who have reached a certain level of cultivation can distinguish yin and yang and control life and death. Is this true?"
Du Shiqing said: "How can what is fabricated in the novel be taken as the truth?"
Juanzi asked, "Have you ever seen him? What does he look like? Is he like the immortal in the TV series?"
Zhou Haoyu: "I have seen him twice, but I didn't see any immortality in him. He is just an ordinary person."
As they were talking, the door of the single room opened and Lao Jia walked in. The uncle stood up and said, "Hey, didn't you make an appointment with a fortune teller? Why are you here?"
Lao Jia said, "What master is Qingfeng? He happened to be here, so I said I would treat him to a meal. I heard that this roast duck restaurant is the most famous, so I came. Who knew that the business is so hot that there is no seat without a reservation. I happened to see the car parked downstairs, and then I knew you were here too, so I came over to say hello."
My uncle said, "So the master you are meeting is Qingfeng. Why didn't you just say so earlier?"
Dad: "It's not too late now. Lao Jia, go ask Qingfeng. If he doesn't mind, he can come up."
This is what Lao Jia meant. He had a good idea. He wanted to ask Qingfeng to have a meal at the best restaurant in the capital and ask him to do the math for him. However, although he had a good idea, there was no seat when he showed up. It was really embarrassing. Fortunately, he saw the car and got in.
What his father said was exactly what he wanted, so he went downstairs and called Qingfeng up.
Since Lao Jia went out to call people, Xiaoyue and the others stared at the door, their eyes rolling, wanting to see what the old Taoist looked like.
Until Lao Jia walked in with someone, several people were suddenly disappointed. The disappointment on their faces could not be concealed, and Zhou Haoyu fell down because of laughing.
It's no wonder they were disappointed. This Taoist master who came in with Lao Jia was just too ordinary. His height and appearance were just like those of an ordinary person. He was the kind that you wouldn't even be able to find in a crowd. He even wore ordinary clothes. If Lao Jia hadn't said that, you would never have thought he was a Taoist master if you met him outside. Could it be that Taoist masters nowadays have also kept up with the times and no longer need to wear Taoist robes or comb their hair into a bun? Xiaoyue was actually a little curious, but the name sounded quite Taoist, Qingfeng. When she heard this name, Xiaoyue immediately thought of Mingyue and couldn't help laughing. Except for Xiaoyue and the others, the elders at the table obviously treated Qingfeng very differently. Perhaps it was something in the Chinese's bones that made them respect Taoism even if they didn't believe in it. In comparison, Qingfeng was the most relaxed. This old Taoist not only ate meat but also drank wine. He ate half a roast duck. He could drink a lot. He drank half a bottle of Moutai without blushing. Xiaoyue and the others were stunned. Juanzi leaned close to Xiaoyue's ear and whispered, "He must be a liar." Xiaoyue also thought that this guy was a liar, but Lao Jia suddenly pointed at himself and said, "Qingfeng, didn't you say you wanted to see Xiaoyue last time? Look, you've seen her today." Xiaoyue was stunned. Why did he talk about herself for no reason? "
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My uncle also said: "Yes, it's just right that you can calculate it for my Xiaoxiao as well."
Aunt Xiaoru also said, "Yes, Master Qingfeng is very good at fortune-telling."
When my mother heard the fortune teller, she quickly agreed: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Master." Everyone looked at the old Taoist priest. Even Ye Mo was the same. He didn't believe it, but he wanted to know everything about Xiaoyue, even if it was unbelievable.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist smiled and said: "I have drunk wine today, so even if I calculate it, it will not be accurate. Let's do it another day." No one expected that he would refuse.
Lao Jia said, "Last time you drank a bottle of Moutai and pointed out the way for me. Now you can't predict the future after just a few drinks."
The old Taoist coughed and said, "Fortune-telling is different from giving directions. When it comes to fate, you can't make any mistakes. But giving directions is fine."
Lao Jia felt that he usually boasted about being a great Taoist master, but he failed at the critical moment. If this got out, how would he save face? So he wanted to make amends, so he said, "Then don't tell fortunes. Just give me some more advice and see which direction I can take to make a lot of money in the future."
Lao Jia is a rough man. In his opinion, the purpose of doing business is to make a lot of money. Although he makes a lot of money now, no one is satisfied. He always wants to be on the other side of the fence.
The old Taoist thought for a moment and then said, "I wish I could have thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor people in the world. If I can do this well, I will have immeasurable merits."
Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment and then almost burst out laughing. It was obvious that the old Taoist was trying to be mysterious and even recited poems. He just wanted to talk about real estate. Why did he need to talk nonsense? Haoyue Mingcheng had already explained everything, right?
Obviously, Lao Jia was not satisfied either. This was not what he wanted to know. Of course, he knew that real estate was a gold mine, but this gold mountain had a threshold. It was not something that a common person like him could get involved in. The reason why Zhengrong could get involved was because his niece was Su Xiaoyue. Others didn't know, but he knew best how Haoyue Mingcheng came about. Although Zhang Mingchen was in charge on the surface, the big boss behind the scenes was Xiaoyue. If he hadn't followed him from the beginning, he would never have believed it.
So Liu Zhengrong can get involved, but he himself can't. However, he has made a lot of money from the repair shop, but he always feels that he can make some more efforts. He wants to give up the truck driving business. In the past year, there are too many people maintaining cars, and the competition is fierce and there are risks. He had no choice before, but now he has the opportunity, so he still wants to find another way to make money.
Thinking of this, he said, "Think about it besides this, is there anything else?" His anxious tone made it clear that he really regarded the old Taoist as a god who could tell fortunes.
Xiaoyue felt amused, but couldn't really laugh. After all, Lao Jia was also an elder, and the old Taoist was obviously embarrassed. However, she still closed her eyes and pondered for a while. When she opened her eyes, she didn't know if it was Xiaoyue's illusion, but she felt that the old Taoist seemed to glance at her.
Just when I was wondering, the old Taoist said slowly: "Is your original business not good?"
Lao Jia scratched his head and said, "It's not bad, it's just that there are many people who own cars now, the competition is fierce, and I can't earn as much as before."
The old Taoist nodded and said, "I don't know how to do business, but the Taoist scriptures say that the highest good is like water. Water benefits all things without contention, and stays where people hate it, so it is close to the Tao. It lives in a good place, has a good heart, is kind to others, speaks truthfully, governs well, is capable in doing things, and acts at the right time. Because it does not contend, it has no blame."
The old Taoist recited a long passage from Taoist scriptures, which completely confused Lao Jia.
Uncle Cao said, "Water is needed by all things, but it nourishes all things without competing for fame and fortune. Master, what you mean is that doing business should be like water. It can also go to places that others are unwilling to go. It does not care about gains and losses, and does not compete with the world for a short period of time. It can be gentle yet tolerant. Master is really a master. I will learn from you."
Old Jia was even more confused: "I said, you guys are talking in mysterious ways, and I, a rough guy, can't understand you. Can you please speak more directly?"
The uncle said, "You don't understand this, but I do."
Lao Jia: "Do you understand what you mean?"
Uncle: "The master's intention is to let you keep doing it. Don't worry about how much you make right now. Expand your business and become the biggest and most powerful one in this industry. Then who can compare with you?"
Lao Jia was stunned and said: "It's easy to say, but how to do it specifically?"
Uncle Cao said, "This is easy. Just do it the same way you did it in the first place."
Uncle Cao's words stunned Liu Zhengrong and Lao Jia. Liu Zhengrong subconsciously looked at his niece. Need I explain how she did it in the beginning? From buying a private house on Heyan Road to the demolition, to opening a repair shop, and then opening a building materials company, and then becoming a shareholder of Haoyue Mingcheng, all these step by step, if you count them carefully, weren't they all because of Xiaoyue?
Old Jia also figured it out. His eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Xiaoyue, you have a lot of ideas. Why don't you give Uncle Jia some advice?" As he spoke, he looked at Xiaoyue earnestly, as if he was treating Xiaoyue as his savior.
Xiaoyue glanced at Taoist Qingfeng vaguely. This old Taoist was really a man of the mind of a man who would rather die than let his fellow Taoist die. This trick of bringing disaster upon himself was really brilliant. But why was he like this? Xiaoyue suddenly remembered that when her uncle mentioned this old Taoist, she had thought that this old Taoist who was described as so miraculous by Lao Jia might be the same as herself. He was not a man with profound Taoist skills and was good at fortune-telling, but was using cheats.
As for whether it was a cheat, he could try it himself. Thinking of this, his eyes flashed and he said, "I don't understand this business either, but since Uncle Jia has a truck, isn't it for transporting goods? The goods from this place are transported to another place. The more orders he receives, the more money he makes. So why doesn't Uncle Jia open a few more stations?"
Lao Jia: "More? You mean you want me to add a few more cars."
Liu Zhengrong said, "How did you listen to that? Xiaoyue wants you to set up more stops and of course add more cars. Since you want to expand, you have to invest. There is no such thing as getting something for nothing."
Xiaoyue couldn't help but sigh once again, her uncle was really a business genius, she could understand the meaning of just a random sentence. In contrast, Lao Jia was simply a blockhead, she didn't even know how he made his fortune in the first place.
Xiaoyue said, "After all, taking orders and transporting goods is for the circulation of materials. If you control all the links of material circulation, all the profits earned on this line will belong to you. If Uncle Jia can open logistics stations all over the country, providing one-stop services from order taking to delivery, which is fast, convenient and guarantees after-sales service, I believe all cargo owners will choose Uncle Jia's logistics stations."
Xiaoyue pronounced the three words "logistics station" very clearly, and glanced at the old Taoist opposite. Sure enough, she saw the old Taoist's eyes light up and he made eye contact with her.
What is there to not understand? This miraculous old Taoist must have used cheats just like himself. As for why he became a charlatan, that remains to be discussed.
Aunt Xiaoru said, "Xiaoyue, this is a good idea. It's very difficult for our clothing factory to ship goods out. If we had a one-stop service like this, it would save a lot of trouble."
Old Jia was obviously a little excited. He picked up the wine glass and said, "Xiaoyue, thank you, Uncle Jia." Then he drank it in one gulp.
Xiaoyue: "Uncle Jia, you are thanking the wrong person. You should thank Master Qingfeng."
Lao Jia hurriedly said, "Thank you all, thank you all." He poured another glass of wine and drank it. His thanks were to drink the wine himself.
The result was that everyone got drunk, and when the party was over, Lao Jia was the only one carried back to the hotel by his uncle and father.
When the party was over, Xiaoyue received a greeting gift from Master Qingfeng, a bracelet, crystal clear and colorful. Xiaoyue couldn't tell what the materials were, but judging by the quality and the feeling of holding it, it must be something special.
It was Uncle Zhang who gave her some basic knowledge and told her that these were the Five Elements Fortune-Transfer Beads from Ciyunzhai. The things from Ciyunzhai were not ordinary, and the material of the beads alone was extremely rare. He also joked that the old Taoist was really willing to give them away.
After hearing this, the old lady clasped her hands together devoutly and chanted Amitabha, and then told Xiaoyue to wear it well. Xiaoyue almost laughed out loud, whether the old lady knew that this was a Taoist bracelet, but she chanted the Buddha's name, forget it, never mind, anyway, the thing is good, don't miss it, and besides, she felt that the Taoist priest didn't give her this for nothing, Ciyunzhai, maybe she would find a chance to go and have a look.
After reporting, Xiaoyue stayed in school. The family travel group that came to see her off also returned to Linhai City. Xiaoyue's long-awaited college life began.
With Du Shiqing, an insider who knows the place well, and Ye Mo, a boyfriend who has just made a name for himself and is eager to show off, Xiaoyue can also get together with Juanzi, Yang Rui and others from time to time. Overall, her university life is extremely comfortable.
As for Ciyunzhai, Xiaoyue went there during the National Day holiday in October. She was originally planning to go back to Linhai City to see her grandfather, but her grandfather came here by himself by train. Xiaoyue was really scared to see her grandfather downstairs of the dormitory. Her uncle said there was no way, the old man insisted on coming and forced Xiaoyue to buy the train ticket, and no one could stop him. In the end, her uncle had to accompany her, and as a result, her uncle did not go to the factory.
Xiaoyue knew that her uncle had joined a repair shop, not as a manager but as an apprentice. Her uncle said that he wanted to start from scratch, as it is always good to have a skill. If he learns a skill, he will never starve no matter what time comes.
Xiaoyue learned all this from her grandfather's routine phone calls. Although her grandfather didn't say anything, Xiaoyue still heard relief in his tone. Dabao has already joined the recruit company, performed very well, and is willing to endure hardships. She believes that with the help of the army, he will become a real man.
Xiaoyue discovered that if you look at some things from a different perspective, you will find that the world is actually quite harmonious. Relatives are always relatives, and this cannot be changed.
October was a clear and cool autumn day, neither too hot nor too cold. Xiaoyue accompanied her grandfather to visit the scenic spots in the imperial capital for three days. Of course, besides her, Ye Mo and Du Shiqing were also there. Juanzi didn't come because she had gone to pay homage to her teacher, the one who attended the poetry conference that year, Professor Du, who introduced her. During the National Day, Juanzi went to an art exhibition with her teacher, and Yang Rui also followed her happily. The current Yang Rui is really a completely different person. Probably because he heard that many boys are eyeing Juanzi, he has a sense of crisis, so he will stick to Juanzi whenever he has time, and doesn't care about his friends and classmates at all. In the words of Du Shiqing, he has the opposite sex but no humanity.
However, Du Shiqing only accompanied them for a day and then stopped coming. When Xiaoyue asked her the reason, she said in a bad mood that she didn't want to be a light bulb. Xiaoyue felt inexplicably guilty and always felt sorry for her good friend.
Grandpa went shopping for three days and returned to Linhai City on the fourth day. There were still a few days of vacation, so Xiaoyue planned to go to Ciyunzhai. Out of a compensatory mentality, Xiaoyue did not let Ye Mo go with her, but invited Du Shiqing to go together.
Du Shiqing was originally not interested, but when she heard about Ciyunzhai, she immediately became interested. She was more active than Xiaoyue along the way, and chattered to Xiaoyue about the origin of Ciyunzhai and its status in the current antique world of the imperial capital.
Chapter 284
It turns out it wasn't a dream
After Du Shiqing's popularization, Xiaoyue realized that she had really underestimated the fake Taoist priest. No matter what, after seeing the man drinking and eating meat in the roast duck restaurant, Xiaoyue suspected that his identity as a Taoist priest was fake. Now, after listening to Du Shiqing's words, she was more certain. After all, she had heard of a Taoist priest who was doing business, and was so good at it. Antiques, is this a business that ordinary people can get involved in? What's more, this is the imperial capital. It can be said that all the elites in this industry in the country are here. It is difficult to get into the industry, not to mention that he has become the top one.
Du Shiqing is a native of the imperial capital
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