"Tang Chen, are the two big bosses gone?"

Lin Chao tiptoed out, as if Yang Guowei's aura was still in the shop. The breath of the superior, the more people who have experienced society, the more they feel that there is a coercion, which makes people unable to raise their heads. Lin Chao went to the society after finishing high school, and his sensitivity to this coercion was obviously much stronger than Tang Chen. This is also why he saw Yang Guowei like a mouse seeing a cat, he couldn't even finish a sentence, so he hurriedly hid in the bedroom, and didn't dare to come out until the two left.

Tang Chen came back to his senses from his contemplation, took a deep breath, pointed to the envelope on the counter and said, "Xiao Linzi, this is the convulsion fee that Boss Yang paid you......

"Mine?"

Lin Chao picked up the thick envelope suspiciously, leaned into the fluorescent lamp and looked inside, and almost exclaimed: "This ...... So much?"

Tang Chen grabbed and said: "If it's too much, you don't want it!"

"Phew!" Lin Chao firmly protected the envelope on his chest, "This is what I exchanged for my life, you don't want it, don't you want it? Don't think I can't hear it inside, you sold a magic weapon for 200,000 yuan, and I only took these tens of thousands of yuan." No, no, no, you must eat big today!"

Tang Chen looked at the pendulum clock on the wall and said with a wry smile: "It's past ten o'clock in the evening, where are you going to eat?"

"Going for supper?" Lin Chao instigated, "If you don't eat a lot, how can you relieve the "hatred" in my heart?"

Tang Chen smiled: "Aren't you afraid that your tens of thousands of dollars will be remembered by thieves at home?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Chao immediately changed his mind: "Then go again tomorrow, I will take it to the bank early tomorrow morning to deposit it......"

In fact, Tang Chen originally wanted to give all these tens of thousands of yuan to Lin Chao, after all, it was not easy for him to save enough money for a down payment, even if his father could grit his teeth and squeeze out half of the down payment to him, he didn't know how many years he would have to work. Now with these tens of thousands of yuan, it seems that the goal of saving enough for a down payment has become closer.

"By the way, aren't you going to work tomorrow, how can you go to have a big meal?" Tang Chen was deliberately attacking Lin Chao, and specially mentioned this stubble.

Lin Chao's eyes flashed with the cunning light of a rural person: "I called the foreman and said that I hadn't recovered yesterday, and I didn't believe he wouldn't give me a day off!"

"Tut-tut, it's really peasant-style cunning!" Tang Chen said teasingly, this is the line in the TV series "Bright Sword", Lin Chao was still watching it just now, he estimated that he had watched it more than a dozen times, and he still watched it with relish.

"Go, go, I'm called smart, what kind of peasant cunning!" Lin Chao said angrily, "I'm going to sleep, you have to remember, you owe me a big meal tomorrow!"

Tang Chen estimated that Lin Chao was going to fall asleep with the tens of thousands of yuan, but he didn't feel sleepy.

It's not because I made 200,000 yuan, but because I have to think about how to go in the future.

He has been exposed to feng shui since he was a child, and although it is the knowledge forcibly instilled by his grandfather, it is now engraved in his mind and can no longer be shaken off. Originally, Tang Chen didn't plan to use feng shui as a way to make a living, but looking at this year's employment situation and then looking at his job search process, it seemed that Tang Chen's idea of making a living with feng shui was slowly firmed.

Since the shop can contain magic weapons, it is a chicken that can lay golden eggs!

If his reputation spread, Tang Chen would not have to worry about three meals. With these 200,000 yuan, it can be used for at least three or five years, right? Tang Chen thought to himself that he had no bad hobbies, and second, he didn't have a loser girlfriend, so it seemed that he could really be a feng shui gentleman?

At this time, Tang Chen suddenly remembered a sentence in "Lao Tzu": "The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency if there is more damage, but not for humanity, and more than enough to give it." It means "the way of heaven" that favors the poor and brings them peace and tranquility, while "the way of man" favors the rich and harms the poor. This is exactly the case in this society, where the poor people have not accumulated enough capital after a lifetime of hard work, while the money that the rich earn in a minute can be the money of the poor people for a lifetime.

The so-called one life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulations of yin virtue and five reading, these are all factors that can affect whether a person can succeed in his life. If you burn a few pillars of incense casually, buy a magic weapon and go back to offer it, you can eliminate disasters and solve problems, turn evil into good fortune, everything goes smoothly, and you can get promoted and make a fortune, then why do you have to work hard, just worship God every day, and then sit back and wait for the world to drop the pie, and get it for nothing. As everyone knows, fate is not enough, luck is not enough, and it is in vain to force feng shui.

Tang Chen has long known that it is up to people to make things happen, and it is up to heaven to make things happen, and Feng Shui is just an aid, which can increase people's chances of winning.

However, under the utilitarian heart, today's rich people believe in feng shui, hoping to earn more wealth, and no matter how bad it is, it will not shrink their wealth. Officials hope to be promoted immediately and rise to the top. But Feng Shui is a combination of numerology. If you force it, not only will it not work, but it will do bad.

"Alas, then I'll sell magic weapons...... Tang Chen pondered, there are not many types of magic weapons in the shop, wait for a few days for him to go out for a turn, see if there are any suitable objects, after the low-price plate comes back, then purify, burn incense, renew qi, and finally cultivate, before it can become a magic weapon.

There are so many magic weapons without aura in the shop, it is estimated that Tang Chen's grandfather didn't have time to do these steps for them, or he deliberately let Tang Chen take over.

"Grandpa, grandpa, although your old man is gone, you have left me with a problem! Now I finally understand why you have taught me those feng shui books since I was a child, just so that I can inherit your mantle?

Tang Chen sighed, slowly picked up a peachwood sword with no aura, and sank his mind into it, finding that although this peachwood sword did not have an aura, it could be regarded as a long time to hold. If you recharge it now, you may not need to go through cultivation to form its own aura.

Peach wood is a weapon of slaughter and majesty, if the peach wood is carved into the shape of a sword, then the shape of the sword has the function of convergence and prison, so the peach wood sword has a strong function of warding off evil spirits, the premise is that it must be peach wood, and the craftsmanship is exquisite. This peachwood sword is also beautifully made, it should be hand-carved, and if you smell it closely, you can even smell a unique fragrance.

Tang Chen had just taken a bath, and there were many evil suppression artifacts in the shop, which were almost spotless, so the purification was a single step saved. I saw Tang Chen take out three incense sticks from the shrine dedicated to Zhao Gongming, the god of martial arts, burn them with a lighter, and then place the peach wood sword in front, and took the cinnabar and brush, add water to grind evenly, and when the viscous cinnabar juice was shiny, he sat down quietly and began to recite the mantra silently.

This mantra was passed on by Tang Chen's grandfather, the so-called law does not pass on six ears, when his grandfather taught it, Tang Chen was already in junior high school, and he once told him that this scripture must not be passed on.

After silently reciting a scripture in his heart, Tang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and had reached the realm of no joy and no sorrow.