One arrow through the heart

  Lao Ye's eyes lit up when he heard Tang Zhen Dong's words. He had always thought that Feng Shui and physiognomy were just tools for making money, but after hearing Tang Zhen Dong say this, it turned out that being in the Feng Shui and physiognomy industry wasn't so disreputable after all!

  But Lao Ye didn't realize that he was far from being a real Feng Shui master, he was just a charlatan.

  Suddenly, Lao Ye thought of a question, that is, how did Tang Zhendong know about Feng Shui knowledge? Moreover, what he said seemed to make sense, the key was that he himself couldn't understand what he was saying, but intuitively felt that what Tang Zhendong said was very correct.

  This is simply unthinkable for Old Ye who made a living by cheating people.

  "Little Tang, you said it so well! You spoke out my mind." Old Ye was deeply moved by what Tang Zhendong had just said.

  "Hehe, if you don't say it out loud, the truth won't be clear. Some mysterious things that haven't been touched upon will remain unknown forever if they're not spoken about."

  "Little Tang, can you also calculate fate?" Old Ye seemed to have found a kindred spirit.

  "I understand a bit, but I'm not as proficient as you, brother!" Tang Zhendong laughed loudly.

  Ye Xian watched the two old and young men enthusiastically exchanging, as if the high mountain had met the flowing water, and Ziqi had met Boya, with a feeling of regret for not meeting earlier. Ye Xian turned her head back to her own room, took out her small mirror, and handed it to Tang Zhendong, "Here, put it on!"

  Her mother had been feeling particularly well the past two days, and Ye Xian had also noticed it. She knew that there were many things in this world that her knowledge couldn't understand, perhaps this feng shui really did have an effect on her mother's body, so she decided to believe in its existence rather than not. So Ye Xian took out the small mirror she usually treasured.

  Huang Xiuqin took one look at Ye Yan's appearance and said, "Yan, this isn't your teacher."

  "Mom, don't say anything else, nothing is more important than your body." Ye Xian's tone was firm.

  Tang Zhendong watched as Ye Xian and her mother pushed back and forth, rubbing his nose, "Actually, there's no need to use this small round mirror, using other things would have the same effect."

  "That's it, use this one!" Ye Xian seemed to have suddenly gained confidence, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

  Tang Zhendong nodded, took the mirror and stuck half of his body out of the window. He then firmly fixed the mirror at the southwest corner of the balcony, perfectly reflecting the pagoda to form a "arrow through the heart" formation.

  "Alright!" Tang Zhendong clapped his hands, completing a task.

  Ye Xian saw Tang Zhen Dong's confident appearance, and unconsciously had a kind of admiration. Even she herself didn't know how she was attracted to this little rascal. Maybe it was because she put down her feelings for her teacher, or maybe it was Tang Zhen Dong's slightly dark complexion, healthy skin tone, and optimistic smile that infected her. Or perhaps it was the focused expression on Tang Zhen Dong's face when he gave her mother a massage that moved her. Who knows what the reason is!

  Anyway, Ye Xian seemed to have put down a heavy burden and turned to a new life. At this moment, the elegant appearance of the philosophy teacher could no longer leave any ripples in Ye Xian's heart.

  "Is this really okay?" Old Ye himself was a Jianghu practitioner, although his divination skills were limited and mainly deceitful, but he still had the necessary insight. Although he saw Tang Zhendong's confident smile, when it came to his own partner, he couldn't afford any mistakes, so Old Ye always felt apprehensive.

  "Let's go!" Tang Zhendong's tone had a strong sense of confidence that was enough to infect everyone around him.

  When the four of them sat around the table again, Old Ye took out a bottle of Maotai from the cabinet that was over ten years old. "Little Tang, we'll drink this today." He said as he prepared to open it.

  Tang Zhendong had drunk a lot, but he also knew that Old Ye must have brought out good wine. He pressed down on Old Ye's hand and said, "Wait, Old Ye! We've been together for a year, and we get along well. Although our ages are quite different, it's enough to be called a friendship that transcends age. Since we're friends who transcend age, with feelings, whatever we drink is just wine!"

  Lao Ye suddenly opened the bottle with a "pop" sound, "Xiao Tang, if you thought I was being frugal before, it's because I needed to save money for your sister-in-law's medical treatment. Today, I'm not holding back either, let's be generous and finish this bottle of Maotai together!"

  Since Old Ye said so, Tang Zhendong couldn't stop it. In fact, the main reason was that Tang Zhendong didn't know the true value of this bottle of Maotai. At current prices, a 53-degree Feitian Maotai is already selling for 1,200 yuan, and at high-end hotel prices, a bottle of over-ten-year-old Maotai costs more than 10,000 yuan. This bottle of Maotai has been stored in Old Ye's home for at least sixteen or seventeen years, waiting for his daughter Ye Yan to get married. If calculated according to this age limit, the price of this bottle of Maotai would be nearly 20,000 yuan.

  Tang Zhendong didn't think it would be so expensive even if he knew it was good wine, so Old Ye insisted on opening it and he didn't persist anymore.

  Drinking a cup of good white wine worth thousands of dollars, Old Ye's words also started to increase, "This is not drinking wine, it's simply drinking gold."

  Tang Zhendong immediately asked how much the wine cost, and Old Ye said it was at least over 10,000 yuan. Tang Zhendong had thought that even if he spent a lot, it would be no more than a few thousand yuan. He hadn't expected the wine to be worth tens of thousands of yuan. He shook his head straight away, "Old Ye, why didn't you say so earlier? If I'd known, I wouldn't have let you open it, what a waste for such expensive wine!"

  "It's a pity, but I'm happy today, it's just that I have to deprive my daughter of this. Originally, I had planned to save this wine for her wedding."

  Lao Ye said so, Tang Zhen Dong couldn't continue the conversation. However, Ye Xian lowered her head shyly.

  Tang Zhendong rarely drinks, he used to be a student, then directly evolved from a student to a labor reform prisoner, after being released and setting up a stall, all the wine he drank was in these few days, if not with Old Ye, it would be with his good friend Wang Meng in prison.

  "Xiao Tang, since you're also one of us who knows the art of physiognomy, let's do it together! It's just as well that you weren't planning to continue selling fruit anyway. Besides, selling fruit isn't a very impressive thing to do!"

  Tang Zhendong had concerns about engaging in Feng Shui fortune-telling, firstly because this line of work is not considered a legitimate profession. In the eyes of many people, it is often seen as deceitful and fraudulent. Of course, there are also those who firmly believe in Feng Shui fortune-telling, and when they encounter things they can't understand, they attribute them to Feng Shui fortune-telling. Tang Zhendong's original intention was to find a legitimate job after his release from prison, but he had tried to find work before, only to be rejected by all companies due to his criminal record of killing someone and serving eight years in prison. In today's society, with so many people competing for jobs, why would any company want to hire such a dangerous person? This is the unanimous view of all human resources managers. After hitting a brick wall multiple times, Tang Zhendong found that he had no place in the corporate world and turned to doing small business, buying a second-hand tricycle and starting to sell fruit on the street.

  Tang Zhendong's second concern was his master. When he got out of prison, his master didn't give him any instructions about the Feng Shui techniques he had learned. So Tang Zhendong wasn't sure what his master meant.

  However, Tang Zhendong has always been a decisive person. He hesitated for a moment and made up his mind. "Alright then, let's do it. But do we have any business?"