"Where will these talismans fly?"

Not only Lao Guo, but everyone present had this question, but no one could say why. Paper has always been light and fluttery, even if it is hard yellow paper, it does not have much weight. It stands to reason that these sigils float in the wind, and they should be shaky, and they will float wherever the wind blows. But at this moment, the scene of the runes printed in the air has subverted the imagination of many people.

I saw that at this time, the runes were in the air without hurrying or slow, constantly flying and spinning, generally maintaining the shape of a triangle, and going away with the wind. Following the trajectory of these runes leaving, everyone found that there seemed to be a faint light in the originally cloudy sky. And those sigils followed the trajectory of this bright light, all the way.

Under the jaw-dropping attention of everyone, these sigils slowly left, and in a moment, they disappeared without a trace...... Seeing this, everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and felt that this was right. This is real life, how can there be so many weird and bizarre situations?

It's normal for pieces of paper to be blown away by strong winds, and no one feels wrong. But to form a pattern in the air, it would be strange.

Looking at the direction in which the rune was gone, Tang Chen also stopped his movements and looked up at the sky.

In the courtyard of the ancient house, you can't actually see far, after all, there are houses on three sides, blocking the view.

"What is Master Tang doing?"

Zeng Lao was a little stunned, he really couldn't understand Tang Chen's demeanor. But this is also normal, if he understands, he is a feng shui master.

Only Zhou Deqing had already pulled his mind back, and did not pay attention to those strange phenomena, but locked his suspicious gaze on his granddaughter and Tang Chen. At this moment, the wind is light, although there is still a little dust, but it is not the scene that covers the sky and the sun just now, so Zhou Deqing can see it clearly: his granddaughter's eyes looking at Tang Chen are full of surprises of reunion after a long absence!

"Something is wrong, something is so wrong!"

Zhou Deqing is a person from the past, so why can't he see the abnormality of his granddaughter? Although he is a little annoyed that she has concealed the truth, who is Zhou Deqing? He is the "tea king"! I don't know how many winds and waves he has gone through in his life, and if he is so easy to get into the horns of the bull, where will he have today's family background. To be a successful businessman, you must know how to read words and looks, you must know how to be sophisticated and tactful, if you don't know how to be flexible, sooner or later you will fail.

In fact, it is inseparable from the characteristics of merchants, who value profits over separation, and businessmen must first follow profits, otherwise they will not be able to be merchants. In this lifestyle, all other values are put on the back burner. And that's definitely going to be at odds with people in other industries. In ancient times, the production method of male ploughing and female weaving was admired, and the most ideal was "a family of five and a hundred acres of land". But merchants were inherently unstable, which brought great trouble to the management of the imperial court. Even for the sake of profit, merchants would form trading alliances with the powerful and greatly corrupt the rulers. What's even more unbearable is that after these businessmen make a lot of money, they will only do one thing - buy and sell and merge fields.

In Chinese history, there were the germs of capitalism in the Song and Ming dynasties. But why is it always a sprout and cannot take root and sprout? Meng Yuan and the Manchu Qing naturally bear the responsibility. But the responsibility of those 'sprouts' is greater.

Almost all of the "budding" businessmen are under the idea of making money in business and going home to buy land. The vast majority of the profits generated by industry and commerce have not been invested in further expansion and research and development, but have returned to the land, to the countryside, and to the hot pit head of wives and children. If these "sprouts" can grow, then it will be a hell of a sight.

Not to mention the ancients, even today's people, their enthusiasm and love for the land are unparalleled.

On the contrary, the ancients did not have a low IQ, and of course they understood it, so there was a policy of "valuing agriculture and suppressing business."

Historically, the germ of capitalism in China has always been in the bud because, apart from the interference and interruption of foreign conquerors, it is impossible for Chinese scholars and ordinary people to tolerate cannibalistic monsters like capitalism running rampant in the world.

Since ancient times, China's humanistic ideas and values will not allow such a thing as sheep eating people. And the deep-rooted plot of the village party and the simple benevolence of the scholars themselves will put an end to such a situation.

You can fish in the country, you can bully men and women. But no matter what, you have to look like a humble gentleman on the surface. Capitalism and the bourgeoisie, on the other hand, want to tear it all up, break it all, crush it all. The most thorough and blatant selfishness and the values of money and profit are laid out.

In other words, capitalism and the bourgeoisie want to make the little freshmen give up their illusions, let the pretenders have nothing to pretend, and let the people at the bottom fall into hell. As a result, the merchants offended the literati and scholars, the landlords, the nobles, and the common people at the same time. It's amazing that it can successfully germinate.

But businessmen have always been very smart, so after they have money, they know how to find their own power demands, just like today's rice country, isn't the so-called presidential election also a trick manipulated by the chaebol behind it!

In other words, no businessman is stupid, even a dying businessman like Zhou Deqing, few people can see through his inner abacus. But his surface will never show it, and he will even pretend to be stupid, this is a rare confusion!

"What am I involved with young people?"

Zhou Deqing figured this out, and his heart became proud, "Xiao Tang, a young talent, I am very satisfied, in this case, why should I be disgusted? The most difficult thing to be a man is to be confused......" Thinking in his heart, Zhou Deqing's face, which could not see the joy and sorrow, gradually showed a smile.

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor on the ground, and dust was constantly pouring down from the roof beams of the ancient house.

"Ahem, ahem...... Here we go again......"

Everyone covered their mouths and noses and rushed out of the hall. After all, being in the house is not a good way to escape an earthquake.

"This should be made by Master Tang, right?" Lao Guo's voice changed, this was because he covered his mouth and nose.

Zeng Lao's eyes were full of old tears, because there was a pinch of dust just now, which happened to drift into his eyes. Finally waited for his eyes to be more comfortable, and then he said with red eyes: "I don't know, but it looks like ......" Tang Chen's magic, he has already seen it, not to mention making a small earthquake, even if he moves mountains and reclaims the sea now, it is estimated that Zeng Lao is just surprised for a while. There was no way, his nerves had been exercised by Tang Chen, and he was already surprised.

(End of chapter)