Day and night tour

Chapter 298: Fate of Heavenly Death
Zhao Wuya looked at the Taoist robes covering the bed with envy.

"Xuan brother, you have nine robes, can't you give me one?"

"Of course not. My sister said that nine is the maximum number. If one thing is missing, what will happen? Will it be a sworn brotherhood?"

Zhou Xuan opened the wardrobe, put his Taoist robes on hangers one by one, and hung them in the wardrobe.

"If you want to be jealous, go find a tailor to make it for you. However, you may be better than me in terms of beauty, but you are far inferior to me in terms of temperament. I'm afraid you won't be able to wear the same style as me."

Zhou Xuan joked, locked the cabinet door with the spring lock, and went downstairs.

"Brother Xuan, you are the most conceited."

Zhao Wuya looked at Zhou Xuan wearing new clothes, feeling so jealous that he followed him angrily.

……

In the hall, Xu Li and Yu Zhengyuan had already made up their minds to go listen to Zhou Xuan's lecture in the evening.

According to the fortune teller, these two people are destined to be hard-working. Even if their lives become better, they cannot sit idle.

In other opera troupes, which of the brothers who are doing a little better doesn't spend their days drinking tea and letting their apprentices and masters do everything?

But Yu Zhengyuan and Xu Li do everything themselves, including buying groceries, cooking, washing clothes and washing rice. They never throw all the bad things in their lives to others.

In such a short period of time, the couple had already treated Zhou Xuan's shop as their own. If they felt that the calligraphy and paintings were not displayed properly, they would ask Xiao Fuzi to buy new ones. If there was any shaky furniture, they would use a hammer and nails to help reinforce it.

"This screen needs to be replaced too, Fuzi. Do you have a good painter here? Ask someone and I'll help him fix up this screen. Once it's tidied up, it will look neat."

Xu Li asked Xiao Fuzi.

"There is a painter on the street. I will go and ask him for help."

Little Fuzi was about to go out, but Yu Zhengyuan called him, "Fuzi, wait."

"Manager, what do you want me to do?"

In the opera troupe, those who are close to the senior brothers call them "senior brothers", but the apprentices usually call them "managers".

The four senior brothers of Zhou's troupe are, in essence, the managers of the huge troupe, responsible for the orderly operation of the troupe.

"The sun outside is too hot, and you're running around, it must be very tiring. I'll give you some money and make you some iced plum soup."

Seeing that it was money for snacks, Xiao Fuzi waved his hand and said, "Manager, no need. The young master also pays me a salary, and it's quite a lot."

"Xuan Zi also gave you money?" Yu Zhengyuan was a little surprised.

In the Zhou family class, apprentices do not receive any salary, at most they receive some miscellaneous fees for running errands and helping out.

Not to mention the Zhou family, even if it expanded to the entire Pingshui Prefecture and other prefectures, the apprentices would not receive any wages.

What is an apprentice? To seek guidance from a master and learn the skills to make a living in the future.

The master does not charge tuition fees from the apprentice, and the apprentice does not ask the master for salary. From the perspective of the people of Jingguo, this is a very fair thing.

Yu Zhengyuan was also used to not paying his apprentices, but now that the Zhou family's business was booming, he would find some excuses to pay his apprentices some money for their hard work.

"Yes, the young master gave me a lot, about 7,000 or 8,000."

Xiao Fuzi said honestly.

After Zhou Xuan made several big deals using tattoos, he shared the profits with his fifth senior brother and Fuzi.

Fifth brother took more, and although Fuzi took less, it was already the highest among the other shops.

In recent days, although the fifth senior brother has gone to work in the Bone Elders Association, the "Jingyi Store" has become a mere name and no longer solicits business, but Zhou Xuan still gives Fuzi a "subsidy" every week, ranging from one or two hundred to three or four hundred each time, which is not fixed.

"How much did you say?"

Yu Zhengyuan was afraid that he was hallucinating, so he asked again.

"Seven or eight thousand."

"..." Yu Zhengyuan looked at the banknotes he had taken out and suddenly felt a little shabby. When he came to his senses, he immediately put them back.

He asked curiously, "You have collected 7,000 or 8,000 yuan, so how much did your fifth brother earn?"

"He has more than me, about 20,000 or 30,000."

"I thought you came to Mingjiang Mansion to suffer, but you are here to pan for gold? I will tell the boss that I want to do business in Mingjiang Mansion."

Yu Zhengyuan smiled, waved his hand, and signaled Fuzi to go and do his work, buy some calligraphy and paintings, and then invite a painter to paint the screen.

"Manager, I'm leaving first."

Xiao Fuzi said hello and left the store.

Xu Li smiled and said, "Old Yu, don't be jealous. Everyone has their own blessings. Xiao Fuzi's name contains "Fu", which means he is blessed."

Yu Zhengyuan smiled and said, "I am not jealous of others. Seeing Fifth Brother and Fuzi enjoying the good life with Xuanzi in Mingjiang Mansion, I am so happy.

Fuzi is a really good person, honest and kind, and most importantly, among all the disciples in the Zhou family, Xuanzi likes to play with him and has a liking for him. Now he has made a small fortune following Xuanzi, and that is what he deserves. "

In the blink of an eye, the counter that had been shaken loose by the Mingjiang disaster became extremely stable after being repaired by Yu Zhengyuan.

At this time, Zhou Xuan also came downstairs with fluttering sleeves. He stroked the clean surface of the counter and said with emotion: "Big Brother, you are such a master of DIY. My store has never been so clean since it opened."

"Your senior brother and senior sister-in-law will stay here for a day to renovate your store. From now on, whether you are doing business or living here, you will feel more comfortable."

As Xu Li spoke, he looked at Zhou Xuan's new Taoist robe and said with a smile, "Really good, really handsome, our class leader's taste is really impeccable, Old Yu, you can also take a look, our junior brother is like a different person."

"Yes, I will ask the tailor to make a piece of clothing for me later."

Yu Zhengyuan also praised sincerely.

At this time, Yun Ziliang, who had been drinking tea, also said, "Xuan Zi, I have noticed that everyone in your Zhou family is handsome and beautiful."

"Lao Yun, look at what you said. Our Zhou family is an opera troupe, the most famous underworld opera troupe in Pingshui Prefecture. Apprentices, masters, and senior brothers all have to perform on stage. If we don't look presentable, won't we be a eyesore to the audience?
In our Zhou family, if you are ugly, no one will hire you even to sweep the yard."

Zhou Xuan was in a good mood when he said this.
Look at our store, there are a room full of handsome men and beautiful women...

……

The senior brother and his wife were helping to arrange the "re-decoration" of the store, while Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya, the two "dragon-seeking Taoist priests", went out to the streets to tell fortunes.

Still following the same rules as last time, every time Zhou Xuan arrived at an intersection, he would use the "four-sided coins" to tell fortunes and calculate which way to go at the intersection.

Today's four-sided money brings good luck. You will meet three or four customers in a row.
There were ladies working in a shoe store and female students from a private school, but all of these customers, without exception, came to Zhao Wuya for divination.

Zhao Wuya was holding the compass and was very busy.

Zhou Xuan felt a little strange. There were obviously two Taoists traveling together, but the customer who asked for fortune-telling only chose Zhao Wuya.

Zhao Wuya was also very curious. He even looked for the female student and pointed at Zhou Xuan and asked, "There is also a fortune-telling Taoist priest there. Why don't you go find him?"

"Just look at the way he's dressed. He looks like a wealthy Taoist priest. His divination fee is probably high. I'm afraid we can't afford it. You look cheaper."

The female student spoke to Zhao Wuya very honestly.

Gan!
Zhao Wuya was almost fuming with anger.
Along the way, he thought his business was doing well because his dragon-hunting skills had reached a new level, but he didn't expect it was because he was cheap?

This insult is no less than spitting in his face.

"Go back, go back, your self-esteem is hurt." Zhao Wuya pretended to urge Heilu to go home.

Zhou Xuan smiled and stopped him, saying, "Don't worry, Yazi, being cheap has its advantages as well. We will focus on the lower-tier markets, and our customers will be old and young."

"Bah, I'll go back and make a nice Taoist robe, so that I can be like you, and people will think I'm a Taoist priest who earns a lot of money."

Zhao Wuya counted on his fingers and said, "Look at what I have predicted. The lady at the shoe store had her dog run away and asked me to predict where it went.

A female student from a private school who has a crush on her teacher, wants me to predict her marriage? What's there to predict? Just transfer your affection to someone else and fall in love with me, right? There's no need to predict, it will work out 100% of the time."

He is now as resentful as a grudge woman.

But even though they complained, he and Zhou Xuan still had to continue walking the streets. Although the customers thought he was cheap, which made him depressed, the incense he earned from this was real.

The two walked from Dongshi Street all the way to Liyuan Street.

The Lee Garden Building of the Bone Elders Association is built on this street.

If Taiping Road is the most economically prosperous area in Pingshui Prefecture, then Liyuan Street is Taiping Road in Mingjiang Prefecture.

The people on this street are either rich or noble.
Various major transactions are carried out here in an orderly manner.

On the street, Zhou Xuan saw many people handing out flyers. He took one and took a closer look. It was a flyer handed out by Gu Ling. "Tonight at the Metropolitan, everything is free. Sunflower seeds, snacks, and beer are provided. The best storyteller in Pingshui Prefecture is here to tell stories. All customers are welcome to come and listen."

"Gu Gexing spent a lot of time promoting my first book talk."

After Zhou Xuan finished reading the flyer, he handed it to Zhao Wuya to read.

"Then wouldn't the place be packed with people coming to listen to the story at night?"

"No, free and cheap are our biggest competitive advantages."

Zhou Xuan was just commenting on the incident when he heard the sound of "crackling" of paper being crumpled. He looked up and saw Zhao Wuya sitting on the donkey with his eyes wide open.

"I'm sorry, Yazi, I just remembered that the word 'cheap' is taboo for you now, and I accidentally let it slip."

Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

"Did you do it accidentally or on purpose? Brother Xuan, I can see that you have a very bad mouth."

While Zhao Wuya and Zhou Xuan were bickering, suddenly a voice came from a shop on the street.

"The King of Hell is telling your fortune, please don't refuse, sir."

Zhou Xuan got goose bumps when he heard the familiar words.

"Again?"

The divination made by the King of Hell yesterday was done by Zhao Wuya, and it has been shelved until now... In order to resolve the worldly troubles of the "Seven Leaf Venerable" in Yazi's body, we have to find the ancient Buddha. Where can we find the ancient Buddha?
Now there was another "Yan Wang's Divination", which was an insoluble dilemma in the secular world. Zhou Xuan felt that this business could not be continued. But no matter how unconfident he was, he could not refuse the fortune teller. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a bald boss in a fur shop, staring at Zhou Xuan with some hope in his eyes.

Zhou Xuan was about to ask: Why do you want me to tell your fortune?

Before he could finish his words, the bald boss took two steps at a time and ran to Zhou Xuan: "Young sir, I have been worshipping Xigu Zhenjun for three consecutive days. Zhenjun told me in my dream that I should wait for a Taoist master who can solve my problems.

As soon as I woke up, I waited for you in the store. It was cold in the morning and I was wearing little, so I was freezing."

The bald boss looks big and strong, but he keeps saying "the weather is freezing" and looks aggrieved, which is quite a contrast.

"That's not right. Xigu Zhenjun asked you to wait for a Taoist priest. Why did you go straight to Brother Xuan without asking me if I could solve the problem?"

Zhao Wuya asked.

The bald boss forced a smile and said, "I see that you are dressed rather poorly, I'm afraid you don't get many business calls on weekdays, but this guy is different. There is a bit of fairy air in his clothes, and he is obviously a wealthy Taoist priest. The client who seeks his divination must be rich or noble.

I have made a little money, so I am not afraid of expensive things, but I am afraid that cheap things will not get the job done..."

"Fuck you, if I don't get off my donkey now and beat you till your face is covered with peach blossoms, it will be considered as me not having eaten breakfast."

Zhao Wuya couldn't stand it anymore, so he got off the donkey and went to find the bald boss to have a good fight.

"calm down."

Zhou Xuan hurriedly stopped Zhao Wuya.

The dragon-seeking Taoist priest who had been burning six incense sticks was already qualified to enter the Mingjiang Prefecture's Wandering God Division. He was really afraid that Zhao Wuya would be beaten to death in the street if he was not careful.

"Today I'm giving Brother Xuan a favor. Next time I hear you say cheap, I'll give you a slap in the face."

"You baldy, you are too blunt in your words. Harsh words can really hurt others. Apologize to Yazi." Zhou Xuan tried to smooth things over between the two sides.

After much persuasion and the bald boss's sincere apology, the matter was finally put to rest.

"I'm sorry, I thought you two were in the same industry. There's naked hatred among people in the same industry. I didn't know you were friends."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he was afraid that it was the bald boss, who was also a crosstalk performer and had been reported before, otherwise how could he hate his colleagues so much?

……

After some polite conversation, the bald boss invited Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya to the store.
This is an extremely high-end fur shop with exquisite decoration. Every floor tile and every inch of wall exudes luxury.

The carefully displayed furs, not to mention the style and quality of the pieces, just the price alone was enough to make even Zhao Wuya, the "second generation steel man", gasp in amazement, not to mention Zhou Xuan.

"Is this price correct? Is there an extra two zeros?"

"The furs in our store are all for dignitaries, so it's normal that the prices are a bit higher."

The bald boss introduced: "Do you know the Baiyun gentleman in Pingshui Prefecture? Five of them are my agents."

“Your business is so big?”

Zhou Xuan was a little surprised.

The boss is quite aggressive as he was able to get Mr. Baiyun to be his courier.

"Not really. Of all the wild delicacies sold in Pingshui Prefecture each year, including furs, deer antlers, animal blood, tiger bones, famous mushrooms, ginseng, and medicinal herbs, 80% are shipped out from my mountain.

Don’t underestimate my store because it’s small. It’s just one of my stores, and it only provides samples for customers to choose from. The real sales are from the 24 wood warehouses in Mingjiang Prefecture and Pingshui Prefecture.”

Excuse!
This is not an ordinary bald head, this is a rich bald head, a hidden wealthy bald head.

"You are so rich now, what worldly troubles can you have?"

Zhou Xuan said again.

"It's a big problem."

The bald man said: "I am a person with a tough life."

Hard life?

You can tell by your bald head.

Zhou Xuan asked: "How can you be so hard-working?"

"He's a killer."

The bald boss said: "I got married at the age of 20. Up to now, I have married nine wives, but none of them ended well.

The wife who lived the longest, married for only one year, was about to get pregnant, but she got sick with a strange disease, kept vomiting blood, and passed away three days later.

"Then why don't you just get married?" Zhao Wuya's train of thought was always so strange: "If you are unlucky with your wife, then don't get married. Just focus on your career. How many wood warehouses do you have now?"

"Twenty-four."

"Then double it and get 48 stores, wife, it will only affect the progress of your business."

Zhao Wuya was talking without any pain in his waist.

"Master Dao, you are not the right person to talk like that. I am Xu Jingshan, but I am also a human being. I also want to enjoy a warm bed with a wife and a group of children around me at home."

The bald boss's name was Xu Jingshan, and he complained to Zhao Wuya.

Zhou Xuan asked: "So, you came to us just to change your fate of 'unlucky people'?"

"Who says it isn't?"

Xu Jingshan also said: "I am a bad luck to women, but I am also quite popular with women. I will tell you this to you two Taoists. Will Master Gu know?"

"I know."

"There are several wives and concubines of old men who come to me to buy furs. They always flirt with me... There have been several times..."

"You slept with her?" Zhao Wuya interrupted.

"Do I dare to touch that old woman? Even if I had ten guts, I wouldn't dare. I had to persuade them with all my heart to stop seducing me."

Xu Jingshan said very sincerely.

Zhao Wuya didn't believe it and said, "You must have slept with her. Which old woman did you sleep with? Tell me about it. I won't tell anyone."

"..."

Seeing that Zhao Wuya was unmoved, Xu Jingshan had no other choice but to look at Zhou Xuan in silence.

As soon as he entered the house, he could tell that Zhou Xuan was obviously a shrewd man, unlike Taoist Zhao Wuya, who was careless and spoke nonsense.

"Master Dao, please give me some advice."

Zhou Xuan stared at Xu Jingshan carefully and asked, "You really didn't sleep?"

"Really not. If I sleep with him, I, Xu Jingshan, will have no descendants."

After hearing the oath, Zhou Xuan looked up at the ceiling and felt that there seemed to be a bug in Xu Jingshan's solemn oath... He was so lucky that he had married so many wives, but every one of them died, and he still had no children... What's the difference between this and having no descendants?
"Let me explain it to you. You have a tough life. Your main characteristic is that you are unlucky with your wife, but you also happen to be a succubus..."

"The word succubus... forget it, just call it succubus." Xu Jingchuan felt that the word was inappropriate, but he didn't care about it. He let Zhou Xuan say whatever he wanted.

"Then let's think about it from another angle. Don't change your fate. You can just go to brothels and find prostitutes to satisfy your physiological needs.
As for having a large family, you can adopt some from orphanages and adopt more sons and daughters, which is also a family happiness.

If you think about it this way, isn't it also the right thing for a man and a woman to love each other?"

"Master Dao, please stop mocking me. Please help me think of a solution. Even if I have to give away all my wealth...even half of it...I still want to live a life with a wife and children...My wife must be married legitimately, and my sons and daughters must be my own."

After all, Xu Jingchuan is a big businessman, and his words are very precise and careful.

Zhou Xuan has gradually understood Xu Jingchuan's sadness. For such a big and domineering boss, it is not a big deal to eat, play or drink whatever he wants.
But the happiness that every ordinary person can enjoy is like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water to him. How can it not be hard for him to bear?
"Everything seems to be caused by your fate."

Zhou Xuan said to Zhao Wuya, "Ya Zi, use your compass to help him calculate and see if his fate is really as tough as he says."

Zhou Xuan had just joined Xunlongxiang and knew nothing about deduction and fortune-telling. Yazi was a Taoist priest of the "Acupuncture Point School" and was particularly good at this, so it was reasonable for him to help with the fortune-telling.

"Then I'll forget it."

Zhao Wuya held the compass in his hand, clapped the Tianchi, and turned the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches on the compass to calculate Xu Jingchuan's fate.

Zhou Xuan was not idle either. He stared at Xu Jingchuan carefully and inadvertently activated his psychic ability - physiognomy.

“Tick, tick, tick!”

The "Fragrant Compass" in Zhao Wuya's hand exuded the scent of powder and kept turning, with the sound of springs ringing incessantly.
When the inner disks of the Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, and the Five Elements stopped spinning, he looked at the compass and said, "Xu Jingchuan, your life is much tougher than your bald head.

Your fate is to occupy the stars of heaven, which means you will kill and restrain each other. No matter which position of the five elements in your fate, the spouse you meet will be killed by heaven and restrained by earth. You really cannot marry a wife."

Xu Jingchuan raised his head and sighed, saying, "Your divination is exactly the same as the one I spent a lot of money to find a master of the Dunjia Hall a few years ago. Is there really no hope?"

"wrong."

Zhou Xuan turned his head and said to Zhao Wuya, "Your divination is wrong. Boss Xu's fate is not that strong. Instead, it is very weak."

"How do you reason?"

"I can read faces. I can see Boss Xu's true face. He is a sickly scholar."

Zhou Xuan said to Zhao Wuya, "Restart the compass and tell another divination."

"Weak scholar...Have you been a scholar before?" Zhao Wuya asked Xu Jingshan.

"Oh, I studied very hard before."

"Then I'll help you add a reading weather forecast and calculate it for you again."

Zhao Wuya moved his hand on the inner disk of the compass and started divination again. This time, the hexagram was completely different from the previous one.

Looking at the hexagram, he was curious at first, then he began to meditate, and finally he suddenly opened his eyes and said with a clear gaze: "Xu Jingshan, your fate has been tampered with..."

(End of this chapter)