When Lao Ye heard Tang Zhendong's words, his eyes suddenly lit up. He has always thought that Feng Shui and physiognomy are just a tool to collect money, but when he heard Tang Zhendong say this, it turned out that engaging in the feng shui physiognomy industry was not so disgraceful!

But Lao Ye didn't expect that the gap between himself and the real feng shui master was too big, he was just a magic stick.

Suddenly, Lao Ye thought of a question, that is, how did Tang Zhendong know the knowledge of feng shui physiognomy? And what he said seems to be very reasonable, the key is that he doesn't understand what he said at all, but intuitively I feel that what Tang Zhendong said is very right.

This is simply incredible for Lao Ye, who makes a living by fooling people.

"Don Jr., that's a great point! You speak my mind. Lao Ye was very emotional about what Tang Zhendong said.

"Hehe, don't say it clearly, don't say it clearly, some mysterious things that you haven't touched, if you don't say it, you will never know its truth."

"Don Jr., you also know fortune telling?" Lao Ye seems to have found a soulmate.

"I understand a little bit, but I'm not as proficient as you, brother!" Tang Zhendong laughed.

Ye Xian looked at the two gods, one old and one young, who were eagerly communicating, as if the mountains had met flowing water, and the children had met Boya, and they had a feeling of seeing each other late. Ye Xian turned her head and went back to her room, took out her small mirror, and handed it to Tang Zhendong, "Here, put it on!" ”

Mother was full of comfort two days ago, Ye Xian also saw it in her eyes, she also knew that there were many things in this world that her knowledge could not understand, maybe this feng shui physiognomy really affected her mother's body, it was not necessarily, it was better to believe it than not to believe it. So Ye Xian took out the small mirror she usually treasured.

Huang Xiuqin looked at Ye Xian's appearance, "Xianxian, this is not your teacher"

"Mom, don't say it, nothing is more important than your body." There was a kind of firmness in Ye Xian's tone.

Tang Zhendong looked at Ye Xian and his mother pushing around, he touched his nose, "Actually, you don't have to use this small round mirror, the effect is the same with other things." ”

"No, just use this!" Ye Xian seemed to have suddenly strengthened her confidence, and her tone of voice was unquestionable.

Tang Zhendong nodded, took the mirror, leaned his body out of the window for a long time, and firmly fixed the mirror in the southwest corner of the balcony, which just reflected the arrow through the heart formed by this pagoda.

"That's it!" Tang Zhendong clapped his hands and completed a task.

Ye Xian saw Tang Zhendong's confident appearance, and unconsciously had a kind of appreciation. Even she didn't know how she could be attracted to a little magic stick. Maybe she let go of her feelings for her teacher, maybe it was Tang Zhendong's slightly dark appearance, healthy complexion, and optimistic smile that infected her, or maybe it was Tang Zhendong's focused look when he gave his mother a massage, which moved her, maybe who knows what the reason is!

Anyway, Ye Xian seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden and turned to a new life. At this moment, the elegant appearance of the philosophy teacher could no longer leave the slightest ripple in Ye Xian's heart.

"Does this really work?" Lao Ye himself is a charlatan, although his physiognomy is limited and he mainly deceives, but he still has the eyesight he should have. Although he saw Tang Zhendong's confident smile, but when things fell on his wife, there was no room for the slightest mistake, and Lao Ye was always a little apprehensive.

"Okay!" Tang Zhendong's tone had a strong confidence, which was enough to infect everyone around him.

When the four of them sat around the table again, Lao Ye took out a bottle of Moutai from the cabinet that was more than ten years old, "Xiao Tang, let's drink this today." "As he spoke, he was about to open it.

Although Tang Zhendong drank a lot, he also knew that what Lao Ye took out must be good wine, so he pressed it on Lao Ye's hand, "Wait, Lao Ye, let's get along for a year, we get along well, although there is a lot of age difference, but it is enough to be called a year-old friend, since it is a year-old friend, there are feelings, and everything you drink is wine!" ”

Lao Ye opened it with a "snap", "Xiao Tang, if you used to feel that your brother was spending money carefully, it was because you needed to save money for your sister-in-law's treatment, and I won't save it today, be generous once, and our brothers will drink up this bottle of Moutai!" ”

Since Lao Ye said so, Tang Zhendong couldn't stop it. In fact, the main reason is that Tang Zhendong does not know the true value of this bottle of Moutai. According to the current market, a bottle of 53 degrees of Feitian Moutai has been sold to 1,002, according to the market of the hotel, a bottle of Moutai that has been on the height for ten years, the price will exceed 10,000, this bottle of Moutai has been at least in Lao Ye's house for sixteen or seven years, and Lao Ye is ready to wait for his daughter Ye Xian to drink when she gets married, if you want to say according to this year, the price of this bottle of Moutai is nearly 20,000 yuan.

Even if Tang Zhendong knew that this was a good wine, he didn't expect it to be so expensive, so Lao Ye wanted to open it resolutely, but he didn't insist anymore.

Drinking a glass of sauce-flavored liquor that costs thousands of yuan, Lao Ye began to talk more, "Where is this drinking, it's simply the gold of drinking." ”

When Tang Zhendong heard this, he hurriedly asked how much this wine was, Lao Ye said that it would cost at least more than 10,000 yuan, Tang Zhendong originally thought that it would be only a thousand yuan at most, but he didn't expect this wine to be tens of thousands, he waved his hand, "Lao Ye, why didn't you say it earlier, or I won't let you open it for anything, it's a pity that such an expensive wine!" ”

"It's a pity, I'm happy today, but I'm just going to wronged my daughter, I originally planned to save this wine until she got married."

As soon as Lao Ye said this, Tang Zhendong couldn't answer. However, Ye Xian lowered her head shyly.

Tang Zhendong rarely drank alcohol, he used to be a student, and then he evolved directly from a student to a labor prisoner, and later set up a stall after he came out, and all the wine he drank was drunk in the past few days, either with Lao Ye, or with his friend Wang Meng in prison.

"Xiao Tang, since you are also a person in our physiognomy, then let's do it together, it just so happens that you are not going to continue to sell fruits, besides, it is not much profit to sell fruits!"

Tang Zhendong has concerns about engaging in feng shui physiognomy, one is that this industry is not a legitimate industry, and in the understanding of the world, most people think it is a cheating. Of course, there are also many people who believe in Feng Shui physiognomy, and when they encounter things that they cannot understand, they always attribute these to Feng Shui physiognomy. Tang Zhendong's original intention was to find some business after he was released from prison, but he also found a job after he was released from prison, or people would not dare to use such a person when they heard that they had been imprisoned for murder for eight years. Now there are many people in society, why use such dangerous people! This is the unanimous view of all corporate HR managers. Later, after encountering a lot of walls, Tang Zhendong saw that the company had no place for himself, so he turned to small business, bought a second-hand three-wheeler, and began to set up a stall to sell fruits.

Tang Zhendong's second concern was that his master, when he was released from prison, he did not give himself a word of explanation about the feng shui physiognomy he had learned. So Tang Zhendong was a little unsure of what the master meant.

However, Tang Zhendong has always been a decisive person, he pondered for a while and made up his mind, "Okay, let's do it, but do we have a business?" ”