Gently patting off the ginkgo leaves that fell on his shoulders, Zheng Dingyuan walked out of a courtyard on CD Road and took out a pocket watch from his dark blue short trench coat.

It was a pocket watch with a unique style, and the dial was engraved according to the hour of the day.

The hour hand turned to noon.

11:00 a.m

In ancient times, because the sun was at its feet, people in a hurry would stop at this time. That's why this hour is called the afternoon horse.

Twenty years of time, except for the symmetrical whiteness of the temples and the shallow crow's feet, did not bring too many changes to Zheng Dingyuan. However, he put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he still looked much more mature.

Other than that, he still looks like the honest young man he was back then.

Zheng Dingyuan casually hailed a taxi, he likes taxis, because although the place you want to go is certain, but you can't stop to get a taxi, sometimes you have to talk about some fate.

Zheng Dingyuan is a person who likes fate the most.

It's because of the profession.

Zheng Dingyuan knows that any event in the world is a combination of time, place, and characters, so it happened.

Thus, the trajectory of fate has been changed.

What if we could consciously interfere with the three variables of time, place, and person?

That fate can naturally be changed to a certain extent.

Even if it is conscious, Zheng Dingyuan believes that this kind of interference must be part of cause and effect.

Twenty years ago, Zheng Dingyuan deliberately found Jia Aimin and changed the trajectory of his fate.

As a fortune teller, Zheng Dingyuan knows the most about one of his horoscopes in this world.

He knew that he had fortune that day. Even the orientation is just right.

There are two state units in that direction, one is the Bohai Cigarette Factory, which is laying off employees, and the other is the telephone bureau, which is recruiting new employees.

Zheng Dingyuan chose Bohai Cigarette Factory without hesitation, because he knew that the so-called nobles were like pearls, sometimes on the counter and sometimes in the mud.

The value of pearls is constant, but the price varies greatly depending on the environment.

And when he fell into the mud, it was the best time to make friends.

Therefore, that day, Zheng Dingyuan inquired about the time of the mobilization meeting for reemployment after the cigarette factory.

I began to observe the employees who walked out one by one.

It is too troublesome to look at people's faces, to look at people's bones to know the noble and low, to observe people's blood to know the fortune, and to look at people's demeanor to know their hearts.

However, although mortals do not have all the aspects of the Buddha like the Buddha, the joys, sorrows, and sorrows on their faces are always changing rapidly, so difficult to capture.

Therefore, Zheng Dingyuan invented a way to know whether a person is a worthy investment person by looking at his physical strength when he is in a desperate situation.

Before Jia Aimin.

Zheng Dingyuan counted a total of fifty-four people, and each of them lowered their heads and hung their heads.

That person was as crumpled as a sweet potato about to be roasted by the scorching sun.

It wasn't until Jia Aimin appeared that he couldn't help laughing.

At that time, he looked up at the sun, which was quite a bit of a hero's end.

Since there is a feeling of the end of the hero, it is about a bit of heroic gall.

This person should be worth investing in.

A bottle of Shanhaiguan soda is not expensive.

Next, what Zheng Dingyuan has to do is to teach Jia Aimin how to walk his fortune.

At that time, Zheng Dingyuan helped Jia Aimin mobilize his workers to sell the first batch of cigarettes in wholesale together, and after getting the first fund, he won Jia Aimin's absolute trust.

Zheng Dingyuan persuaded Jia Aimin to go south to do the electronic device business for a few years, and threaded the needle several times. Zheng Dingyuan helped Jia Aimin make a small fortune.

However, Zheng Dingyuan's goal is of course not just to help Jia Aimin, he is to make Jia Aimin a pawn that he can control, to help him find something.

It is something that the Zheng family has been looking for since the Ming Dynasty was given the surname Zheng.

After Jia Aimin's fledgling wings, he suggested that Jia Aimin develop in the antique pawn industry.

Under Zheng Dingyuan's guidance, Jia Aimin's several pawnshops can always receive some rare treasures because of the right location.

However, there was nothing Zheng Dingyuan was looking for.

In the absence of others, Zheng Dingyuan told Jia Aimin.

"Jia Aimin, please help me pay attention to a bronze tripod, the size of a palm, and the seven-legged base is arranged according to the Beidou."

That was the most secret and profound spell that Zheng Dingyuan had imposed on Jia Aimin over the years.

So much so that since Jia Aimin was in the antique business, he has been paying special attention to Ding, large and small, just because he remembered that it seemed to be Zheng Dingyuan's request.

But I don't know why Zheng Dingyuan is, he didn't ask or mention it to others.

In addition to Jia Aimin, Zheng Dingyuan has more than a dozen other friends who have served in politics and business, and Zheng Dingyuan has cast such a secret and profound curse on them.

For decades, there has been occasional news, but the real tripod has not been found.

Today, Jia Aimin asked him to meet, just to tell him that he had the news of the bronze tripod and wanted to meet and talk in detail.

11:20

Zheng Dingyuan glanced at the pocket watch and put it back on the inside of the windbreaker.

The taxi arrived downstairs at Qishilin, and Zheng Dingyuan settled the bill and made change. He took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, opened the wrapper, and put it in his mouth.

Ever since his wife became pregnant twenty-two years ago, he has stopped smoking. Every time he wanted to smoke, he would eat a piece of gum instead.

Pushing open the door, the doorman bowed to him. Zheng Dingyuan told the doorman that it was Mr. Jia's room, and the doorman took him upstairs to a double private room in the depths of the corridor.

Such a location is very suitable for confidential conversations.

Before opening the door. Zheng Dingyuan subconsciously looked at his watch again.

Eleven twenty-five. He was used to arriving five minutes early. Time is his best friend and must not be disappointed. It's etiquette to arrive five minutes early, and it's a waste to arrive early.

He then spits the gum in the soup paper and folds it into a square and throws it into the trash can next to him. Gently pushing open the door, a ready sincere smile on his face ready to face his old friend.

When Jia Aimin saw Zheng Dingyuan push the door in, he immediately stood up and stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Dingyuan, I haven't seen you for two months, you seem to have lost some weight."

"Brother Jia, I haven't seen you for the past two months, but you seem to be a little rich."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and sat down separately.

It's noon, and it's just time for the lunch break, and it's time for people to plan their lunch after a busy morning. Qishilin is located in Xiaobailou, Tianjin, and there are mostly some good units nearby, accompanied by pieces of fallen leaves, blowing a gentle autumn breeze, people are not in a hurry to walk on the street, most of them are in groups of three or five leisurely discussing what to eat for lunch.

Zheng Dingyuan looked at them a little intently, and Jia Aimin also looked at them with Zheng Dingyuan's gaze. The two were silent for a while, and Jia Aimin opened his mouth first.

"Dingyuan, you know, I went to Bangkok a few days ago."

"Well, you know, you have been in the south for the past ten years, and you will definitely be developed if you go south."

"Ha, drag your blessing, this time to Bangkok. I really received a few nice treasures. A few old goods in hand were also sold. ”

"That's good."

Zheng Dingyuan smiled modestly, Jia Aimin knew that he was not interested in this.

Speaking of this, Jia Aimin took out a 16-carat color brochure from his black crocodile leather bag, which was full of twists and turns in Thai.

Zheng Dingyuan doesn't know Thai, but at the glance, it seems to be a museum introduction.

Jia Aimin flipped through the trifold brochure, turned 180 degrees, and pointed to an exhibit in the lower right corner.

"You see, this is very similar to the tripod you asked me to find many years ago."

Zheng Dingyuan took the trifold in Najia Aimin's hand, and focused on the photo carefully. He had only heard his father describe what the Seven Stars looked like, and it is said that the family once had this map of the Seven Star Tripod, but it was lost during the war a few generations ago.

Zheng Dingyuan inherited only the responsibility of finding this Qixing Ding, which is known as the Heavenly Performance, and the use of the Heavenly Performance, which was passed down orally by his father. Zheng Dingyuan knew that he didn't know everything, there were not too many fortune tellers in this world who knew the secrets of the Heavenly Performance, but there must still be them.

But just the fact that Tianyanlu is an ancient artifact that has been handed down from the Western Zhou Dynasty to the present day is already priceless and can become a national treasure-level cultural relic.

Zheng Dingyuan looked at this picture carefully, and he felt that it was very similar to what his father described before his death. It seems that after so many years, he imagined the appearance of the heavenly performance.

But the failure of several generations has made Zheng Dingyuan dare not have too many expectations.

At this moment, a trace of doubt came to my heart.

It seems that this brochure appeared somewhat appropriately.

Could it be a deliberate trap set by "them"?

While "they" don't necessarily know the usefulness of the Celestial Performance, "they" do know that we've been looking for it.

"Brother Jia, thank you. I couldn't be sure if this was what I was looking for. But it's a clue, so I'll take this brochure back and study it carefully. ”

Zheng Dingyuan looked at Jia Aimin sincerely, and Jia Aimin bowed to him.

"As long as you can help, Dingyuan will not see outside."

After saying that, Jia Aimin got up slightly and greeted the waiter outside the door.

"It's time to start serving."