Chapter 142: Chestnut in the Fire

Han Jingyang was even more unconvinced: "It's not that I don't believe you, the main thing is that this thing sounds unreliable, and how can you see what he is doing?" ”

The yellow vest lowered his voice and said: "By mistake, I came here to fish that day, and I only fished for a while, and someone from the village came to clear the field, and gave us some gifts for a refund, and the attitude was good, and we didn't care, but when I went back, I didn't take the big road, but took the small road, did you see the small road?" I was thinking about going to the old man's house for lunch and then going back, but when I was about to go over the hillside, guess what? ”

"What's wrong?"

"I saw a big hare, the fish was not caught, it can't be the air force, it's not bad to catch a rabbit and drink a cup with my father-in-law, so I went to chase it."

"And then?"

"Then I followed the rabbit around the woods, and who knew that I went around to the tower, and then I saw He Dingkun."

"Do you know He Dingkun?"

"Not only do I know him, but I have also seen him several times, and in the early years, He Dingkun often went to my store to eat."

"My brother runs a restaurant?"

"Well, Changle Private Restaurant."

"Wow, celebrity."

"It's not about it," Huang Vest's words were very modest, but his expression was very proud, obviously enjoying Han Jingyang's flattery, especially in front of Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing, the two beauties, and felt that there was light on his face.

Han Jingyang worked harder: "Definitely a celebrity, a big celebrity, a descendant of Lu cuisine, a chef of the state banquet, and the owner of Changle's private restaurant, Huang Zhiyun Huang, is rude and rude, no wonder this fish is grilled so well." ”

The smile on Huang Zhiyun's face was about to flow out: "It's not worth mentioning, it's all a false name, now it's a small restaurant owner, I'm idle and have nothing to do to fish or something, go back to my store to eat braised Yellow River carp, I will cook it myself." ”

"It must be," Han Jingyang nodded hurriedly, and praised for a while before he asked, "Lao Huang, did you see He Dingkun enter the tower?" ”

"Well, He Dingkun brought a dry little old man and a strong man, his expression was very serious, and he also carried incense and candle offerings and other things, which was very grand."

"And then?"

"No more, I left after they entered the tower, so it is obvious that this tower was built by He Dingkun, and the legend ......"

"What's the legend?"

"Legend has it that He Dingkun planted a foundation here to continue his life."

Han Jingyang shook his head: "Planting a foundation in this kind of place, the villagers have no opinion?" ”

"How could it not be? But people have money, give a lot, millions of dollars every year, the village people have opinions can only hold back, the village up and down inside and outside the shadow of He Dingkun, this road, bridge, reservoir, scenic spot are He Dingkun's handwriting, even the repair and maintenance of farmland and reservoirs have cost He Dingkun's money, you look at the clean and tidy field roads, can you do it without spending money? ”

"This is also true, but this is feng shui, so you are not afraid of He Dingkun doing any small tricks? What if He Dingkun is nourishing him alone with the feng shui of the whole village? ”

"Then I don't know, anyway, no one in the village said anything, and people's lives are getting better and better day by day, and there has been no major incident, and if you have opinions, you can only hold back, besides, He Dingkun is not an ordinary businessman, and he has to work with him, who in the village wants to be this bird?"

"It should be okay now, right? He Dingkun and Dingshen Group have become that ghost. ”

"Well, after He Dingkun's funding is cut off, the people in the village will definitely have other ideas, but it has nothing to do with us, if you can fish, you can continue to fish, and if you can't fish, you can change places, it's a pity that the fish here are really good."

Han Jingyang nodded.

It's hard to think about the fish here.

The local qi of the whole village has gathered in this area, and it has been suppressed by the octagonal tower on the hillside, turning this small reservoir into a treasure of feng shui.

I don't know if the fish in the reservoir can become sperm, but they are definitely nourished to be fat and fragrant.

Of course, good water quality is a prerequisite.

Good water does not necessarily mean that there are good fish, but good fish must have good water.

With good water and good feng shui, this fish is naturally better.

Han Jingyang patiently chatted with Huang Zhiyun for an afternoon, and it wasn't until more than six o'clock, when he was about to call it a day, that Huang Zhiyun reacted: "Brother, I don't know what your name is, where are you from?" Where's the high? ”

"I, my name is Han Jingyang, and I opened a small shop in Hero Mountain."

"Brother Han, it's an antique, ahaha, what a coincidence, I also like to ponder those things, but I see more and buy less, what's the name of the store? I have time to go over and have a cup of tea. ”

"Jiguangzhai, the renovation is being carried out in the past two days, and it will be completed in a few more days."

"Ji Guang Zhai, Ji Guang Pian Yu, good meaning," Huang Zhiyun frowned again: "Ji Guang Zhai, why does it sound so familiar." ”

"Familiar?"

"Familiar, quite familiar," Huang Zhiyun suddenly slapped his thigh: "You, you, you are the little Mr. Han who knocked He Dingkun over?" ”

"Oh?"

"yes, it must be you, you're coming for that tower, aren't you?"

"No, no, it's just a coincidence."

"Hehehe, I understand, Brother Han, is there any treasure in the tower?"

"No, no, absolutely not."

"Really?"

"Nope."

Han Jingyang flatly denied it.

No matter how Huang Zhiyun asked, he didn't admit that he was running for the tower.

Huang Zhiyun asked for a while, but when he couldn't find one, two, three, four, he could only change the topic: "Brother Han, they all said that you used feng shui to kill He Dingkun's family, is it true?" ”

"Fake, how can Feng Shui be so magical? If it really has to be so powerful, I will definitely go to Dongying as soon as possible. ”

"But it's all right, saying that you arranged a yin and yang reversal array on the side of He Dingkun's ancestral tomb, which turned the qi of He Dingkun's family into bad luck, so He Dingkun and the Dingshen Group began to be unlucky overnight, and continued until the whole army was wiped out."

"How can the rumors be taken seriously, gone, gone, and went back."

"Eh, brother, tell me about this octagonal tower, do you have any explanation?"

"Nothing."

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"This tower really didn't suck the luck of the whole village?"

"Luck is ethereal and unpredictable, who can say for sure, He Dingkun has become such a ghost, and his luck must be bad."

Huang Zhiyun narrowed his eyes: "Maybe it's because of good luck that He Dingkun has been able to survive until now, if his luck is bad, he may be gone long ago." ”

Han Jingyang laughed: "There is some truth in saying this, but unfortunately it is all speculation, and it is not accurate." ”

After speaking, he directly led Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing back to the farmhouse.

The seed has been planted, it depends on when it will grow, sprout, blossom and bear fruit.

For that octagonal tower, you can't storm it, you can only outwit it.

It's better not to come out in person and let someone else help him out of the fire.

To let others take risks, you have to make those people aware of the stakes.

Huang Zhiyun is just an introduction.

And such an introduction can be Huang Zhiyun or someone else.

Anyway, Han Jingyang is not in a hurry.

If you want to eat hot chestnuts and don't want to take risks, you have to be patient and wait patiently for the fast-pawed cat who dares to take chestnuts from the fire.