Chapter 5

"Damn!"

At this moment, Bao Longtu was somewhat speechless and could no longer mutter.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Yuan was instead taken aback, following Bao Longtu's gaze and looking around himself. This look made him realize something was amiss. For some reason, there was a bright red hundred-yuan note at his waist.

"A hundred yuan?"

At first glance, Fang Yuan was confused: "Did my money fall?"

Thinking about it, Fang Yuan quickly took out his wallet to check, but found that the money in his pocket was not missing at all.

"Blown by the wind..."

At the same time, Bao Longtu had a strange expression: "This money seems to have been blown by the wind just now... When the wind blew the leaves, I vaguely saw a red flash. I thought I was mistaken, but I didn't expect..."

"Oh!"

Fang Yuan was somewhat enlightened and casually picked up the note to examine it: "Whose money is this? Could it be counterfeit?"

"Don't act all innocent after getting a cheap deal."

Bao Longtu shook his head: "This wind came from the sky, and we don't know where it blew from, so how can we know who the owner is? Besides, money blown by the wind is like unclaimed property; whoever finds it gets to keep it. Just put it away."

"Okay."

Fang Yuan was not a moral saint and wouldn't be pretentious in front of Bao Longtu. He directly put the note in his wallet: "Lunch is taken care of..."

"Um..."

Bao Longtu opened his mouth to speak, but he definitely wasn't concerned about lunch. After a moment of hesitation, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Wanzi, do you think this money... is really because of those things?"

"Eh?"

Fang Yuan blinked: "Do you believe it?"

"Ahaha, how could that be..." Bao Longtu laughed to cover up: "It's just a coincidence, definitely a coincidence!"

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, a few copper coins are uncomfortable to carry." Fang Yuan clenched his hand, holding a few copper coins and suggested: "I remember there's a shop selling incense and candles on the next street. They should have red strings. How about we go check it out?"

"...Sure."

Bao Longtu thought for a moment and had no objections. The two then changed their course and walked out of the antique street. Next to the antique street was a bustling street.

Of course, the term "bustling" not only describes the crowd but also the layout and decoration of the street. After all, things like incense and candles are mostly red and yellow, so it's normal to call it a bustling street.

Additionally, although this street doesn't look particularly wide, there are shops on both sides, making it somewhat prosperous. After walking over, the two found that there were quite a few people, and the level of activity was no less than that of the adjacent antique street.

"Baozi, there seem to be quite a few antiques here too."

Strolling along, Fang Yuan pointed out: "Look at those stalls, they have quite a few porcelain figures..."

"Those are porcelain figures, but they're not antiques; they're feng shui tools."

At this moment, Bao Longtu shook his head: "I've been here before. The first time I came, I thought those things were antiques. But when I got closer, I found out that most of them were newly made..."

"At the time, I secretly mocked the stall owners for being too careless, using a bunch of obviously fake items to deceive people. Later, I realized it wasn't like that." Bao Longtu gestured: "Although it's just a street away, the adjacent one is called the antique street, dealing in antiques, while this one is the feng shui street, selling items related to feng shui."

"Feng shui street?"

Fang Yuan's gaze swept over, and he also understood. He could see clearly that the items in the shops and on the street stalls were indeed related to feng shui.

"Right, a feng shui street."

Bao Longtu shrugged: "You should know that Quanzhou has many scenic spots and historical sites, and there are many Buddhist and Taoist temples, Catholic churches, and mosques, often referred to as a museum of religions. Over the centuries, the residents of Quanzhou have formed the habit of burning incense and worshipping Buddha... not necessarily out of superstition, but more like the traditional customs of ancestor worship during the Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, and Chongyang Festival..."

"Where there is demand, there is a market."

As he spoke, Bao Longtu pointed with his mouth: "Naturally, the feng shui street appeared. Incense and candles are very common. As for those Bagua mirrors, compasses, and prayer beads, they are said to have been blessed by high masters, no longer ordinary objects, but magical tools with special effects."

Clearly, Bao Longtu was somewhat skeptical about such claims.

In his view, if these things really had magical effects, why would people still work hard? They could just pray to the gods every day and enjoy the results without effort.

"Some things exist for a reason."

"What reason? It's more like a bunch of nonsense..."

Fang Yuan defended for a moment but didn't say much more. After all, he was still in the early stages of understanding this field, and his beliefs were not firm enough to convince Bao Longtu.

"Boss, do you have red strings?"

Of course, the two didn't forget their purpose. They went directly to a nearby incense and candle shop and bought a decent quality red string for a few yuan.

"Then what do we do, just string them together?" Bao Longtu was also somewhat curious.

"Right, arrange them in a certain order, wrap and tie each one, and connect them into a loop." Fang Yuan explained: "After completion, it's called the Five Emperors' Coins."

"Five Emperors' Coins?" Bao Longtu stroked his chin: "Representing the Yellow Emperor, Green Emperor, White Emperor, Red Emperor, and Black Emperor?"

"Ha, something like that." Fang Yuan smiled and said casually: "But generally, it refers to the five emperors of the Qing Dynasty: Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, Qianlong, and Jiaqing. During their reigns, the Qing Dynasty was a time of political clarity and national prosperity."

"During this period, due to the relative wealth of society, the coins were well-made and circulated for a long time. Additionally, the coins are round on the outside and square on the inside, with the round part representing heaven and the square part representing earth. The emperor's reign year in the middle represents humanity, symbolizing the three elements of heaven, earth, and humanity. Therefore, they have the power to change the world, enhance luck, and suppress evil."

While Fang Yuan explained softly, his hands were also quick, and the red string moved like a graceful butterfly, deftly threading through the square holes of the five copper coins. As it threaded, it formed intricate knots, looking very elegant and refined.

"Not only that, the Five Emperors' Coins themselves have the five elements: Shunzhi represents water in the north, Kangxi represents wood in the east, Yongzheng represents earth in the center, Qianlong represents metal in the west, and Jiaqing represents fire in the south, making them complete in the five elements. Moreover, the combined reigns of the five emperors lasted exactly 180 years, which is a complete three cycles of nine periods..."

At this moment, someone added: "The Five Emperors' Coins, after purification, incense burning, and the gathering of the sun, moon, and stars, naturally possess great power, and have excellent effects in avoiding evil and bringing good fortune in feng shui, wealth, and safety."

"Huh?"

For a moment, Fang Yuan and Bao Longtu were taken aback and instinctively looked in the direction of the voice. They saw a fat man, a refined fat man.

Some might find it strange that a fat man could be described as refined, as fat men are often associated with words like "creepy" or "sly," but to describe him as refined seemed out of place.

In fact, the fat man in front of them gave a refined impression. He wasn't very tall, had a round face with a lot of flesh, and a considerable volume, making him undoubtedly fat. However, this fat man had definitely consulted a high master to design his overall image. Unable to lose weight, he focused on his appearance.

On his round face, he wore a small, stylish black-rimmed glasses. He was dressed in very traditional clothing, and a scarf hung from his neck, giving him a slim appearance. In this attire, the fat man transformed, looking very stylish and refined.

"Sorry, I was a bit presumptuous."

At this moment, the fat man clasped his hands and smiled: "My name is Xiong Mao. I was momentarily excited and acted rudely."

"Panda?"

The two were taken aback again and couldn't help but look at the fat man's large body, then nodded imperceptibly. Yes, the name fit him perfectly.

"Hello..."

Seeing the warm greeting, the two naturally didn't want to be impolite and responded.

"Mr. Xiong..."

At the same time, Bao Longtu speculated: "Are you a feng shui master?"

The main reason was that in Xiong Mao's hand, he held a traditional-looking shoulder bag with a compass pattern printed on it, which led Bao Longtu to make this guess.

"Hmm?"

Hearing this question, Xiong Mao's eyes flickered. After confirming that Bao Longtu was an outsider, he had a plan in mind.

"I don't dare to call myself a feng shui master, but I have some interest in feng shui." Xiong Mao's smile grew wider: "Meeting is a form of destiny. If you don't mind, how about we exchange some ideas?"

Bao Longtu glanced at Fang Yuan and, seeing that he didn't object, had no objections: "Sure."

Seeing this, Xiong Mao was delighted and quickly gestured: "Please, this way."

"Where to?" Bao Longtu was somewhat cautious.

"Oh, my apologies, I forgot to tell you." Xiong Mao smiled: "I have a shop nearby. Please come over, and we can have a cup of tea and chat."

Bao Longtu was relieved and whispered: "Wanzi, shall we go?"

"Up to you." Fang Yuan was indifferent. At this moment, he had already strung the five copper coins together and tied the ends, forming a complete set of Five Emperors' Coins. The beautiful red string knots, combined with the copper coins' subtle yellow glow, looked very elegant, much more refined and high-end than when they were scattered.

"Let's go and see, I'm thirsty anyway."

Looking at Xiong Mao's large body, Bao Longtu wasn't worried about any ill intentions. He felt that he could easily knock him down with one hand.

"Please, this way." Xiong Mao, unaware that he was being underestimated, had a warm and welcoming smile as he led the two to his shop...

...

On Monday, I ask for your support and recommendations. By the way, my friend Panda has started a new book. It's said to be based on his years of experience in Dongguan, very impure, very /yellow/ and /violent/. You can check it out. Of course, I'm not promoting it for him; it's just that his performance is better than mine, and I hope everyone supports him and gives him a hard time.

Hehe, I need votes!

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