Chapter 31

The next morning, Old Ye still arrived at his usual spot at around eight o'clock, ready to wait like a hunter who guards a tree stump for a foolish rabbit to come and crash into it.

However, Tang Zhendong didn't show up all morning, which made Old Ye quite disappointed. He had grown accustomed to setting up his stall and chatting with Tang Zhendong, and without him, Old Ye felt quite awkward.

Old Ye's mood wasn't great all morning, just because he hadn't seen Tang Zhendong. As noon approached, Old Ye was about to roll up the white cloth of his fortune-telling stall when he saw Tang Zhendong walking over with two boxed meals.

"Hey, you're really not very professional, are you? Can you run a business by fishing for three days and drying your nets for two?" Old Ye scolded Tang Zhendong as soon as he saw him.

Tang Zhendong nodded in agreement and handed one of the boxed meals to Old Ye. Old Ye then resumed his invincible skill: talking and eating at the same time.

"Hey, Tang, your girlfriend is really pretty, a college student, right?"

"From my years of experience in reading people, she's not an ordinary person. She must come from a wealthy and prominent family. You should really cherish a girlfriend like that."

"Hey, Tang, tell me, how did you manage to get such a beautiful girlfriend?"

Old Ye kept talking, but Tang Zhendong didn't respond until Old Ye asked how he managed to get such a beautiful girlfriend. Then, Tang Zhendong glanced at Old Ye, "What, are you jealous? How about you get one too and have a second spring of life?"

"Brat, talking to your old brother like that. But you know what, if I could get a girlfriend like that, I'd be willing to lose ten years of my life."

"Ha! With your small build, if I really gave you such a beauty, I guarantee you wouldn't last a month. You'd die from exhaustion."

"Go away, go away, what do you know about dying from exhaustion?"

The two finished their meal while bickering. Suddenly, Old Ye noticed something: Tang Zhendong hadn't come on his tricycle today. "Hey, Tang, where's your 'tricycle BMW'? Didn't you bring it today?"

"Haha, this 'tricycle BMW' is coveted by many, so someone must have taken it."

"Oh, it was stolen, huh? Aren't you going to buy another one?"

"No, I won't buy another one. If this is the will of heaven, I should follow it. The will of heaven cannot be defied."

"You're right. You're still young, and selling fruit doesn't have much of a future. It's best to find something with a future. With your talent for treating difficult illnesses, you won't starve no matter what you do." Suddenly, Old Ye seemed to remember something. He was silent for a while before saying, "How about you work with me? With our默契 (chemistry), making money would be a piece of cake."

Old Ye had long observed that Tang Zhendong had potential in this field. Tang Zhendong's talent in fortune-telling amazed Old Ye.

So, Old Ye wanted to persuade Tang Zhendong to join him in their venture.

Tang Zhendong pondered for a moment, "I'll think about it." Tang Zhendong's hesitation wasn't due to a lack of confidence. On the contrary, his recent experiences in feng shui and fortune-telling had only confirmed that these skills were not just empty talk but a treasure passed down through the ages.

Tang Zhendong's concern was about his master. Why did his master teach him feng shui but say nothing about it when he was released from prison?

Logically, a master would want his disciple to carry on the tradition, but his master never mentioned anything about pursuing feng shui and fortune-telling after his release. Instead, he often said, "Those who practice feng shui and fortune-telling are bound by the cycle of five flaws and three deficiencies."

Tang Zhendong decided he must visit his master in prison, bring him some good wine, and a couple of warm clothes.

Although drinking in prison is strictly forbidden, for Tang Zhendong's master, Xu Zhuo, it was no big deal. Xu Zhuo was almost revered as a god in prison, and even the guards and the warden would visit him daily, hoping for guidance on wealth and fortune.

However, Master Xu Zhuo was very measured. He could help them avoid misfortune, but not to become rich. At most, he would help them make a little money.

Even so, everyone in the prison treated Xu Zhuo with respect, and the warden affectionately called him "Old Immortal."

Even Tang Zhendong himself was treated with special regard by the warden.

Thinking of the warden's fawning manner, Tang Zhendong couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, alright, think about it. When you're ready, we can start the business!" After finishing his meal, Old Ye spread out the white cloth of his fortune-telling stall, waiting for customers to come.

"Hey, Tang, come to my place for dinner today? My wife has been feeling much better lately, and your treatment has been very effective. She's been cooking for me at home, and she's not short of breath anymore. She even has the energy to go upstairs. But this morning, after cooking, she said her chest felt tight and she had trouble breathing. I told her that all illnesses have ups and downs, and it won't get better overnight. I told her to rest well before you came. How about it, Tang, come for dinner tonight? My wife will cook a hearty meal for you."

Tang Zhendong was taken aback by Old Ye's words: It didn't make sense. He had unblocked the meridians for Old Ye's wife and made some feng shui adjustments, so her condition should have gradually improved, just at a different pace. There was no reason for it to worsen.

"Alright, I'll come over tonight to try the food my sister-in-law and her daughter have prepared, ha ha."

"Ah? Great, let's go buy some ingredients!" Old Ye rolled up his eating utensils and pulled Tang Zhendong to the market to buy vegetables.

Not far from Old Ye's house was a market. The two walked and chatted as they went. Old Ye bought a large wild carp with a yellowish body, intending to have his daughter, Ye Xian, make a spicy carp. "My daughter is an expert at making spicy carp!"

Old Ye bought a lot of ingredients: fish, meat, and seafood. After buying everything, he pulled Tang Zhendong back home.

"Xian, Xiuzhen, Tang Zhendong is here."

"Ah, Tang Zhendong is here? Come in, come in and sit down."

"Hello, Sister-in-law."

Ye Xian took the ingredients from Old Ye and went to the kitchen to wash and prepare them.

"Sister-in-law, I heard from Brother Ye that you're not feeling well?" Tang Zhendong looked at Huang Xiuzhen's face and noticed that her illness palace was a bit dim, so he asked.

"Actually, I've been feeling very good these past few days. But this morning, around seven o'clock, after cooking for Old Ye, I suddenly felt a tightness in my chest, as if someone had grabbed it hard. I felt short of breath and uncomfortable, but it only lasted for a moment. Now it's not as bad as this morning, but I'm definitely not as comfortable as before. Tang Zhendong, what do you think is going on?"

"I'll continue to unblock your meridians, focusing on the two major points on your chest and back."

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