Back to 1984: I built a chicken farm on a barren mountain.

Why is this well so shallow?

Why is there no water in this well?

There was a deep well drilled in the brick factory of this production team!

Has this been filled in?

Han Lao Si was dumbfounded and frustrated. He stood there with his mouth agape for a long time, only to see the master pretending to be fine and beckoning his little apprentice to leave.

Although Han Laosi was superstitious, he wasn't stupid. For the first time, he used very impolite language to shout at the master:

"Master, you've been performing magic for so long, couldn't you sense that there's no water here?"

The master also felt very embarrassed, but he had been swindling and cheating for so many years that he wasn't easily intimidated. He was smart, eloquent, and, more importantly, thick-skinned.

"Boss Han, the water in feng shui is different from the actual water. The water in feng shui includes real water and water that resembles water. Real water is rivers, lakes, seas, pits, wells, and marshes, while water that resembles water includes rain, snow, frost, and dew. Although this well does not produce water, the water vapor condenses, bringing in wealth. Does Boss Han not trust my eyesight?"

The master's first half of his speech was an explanation to Han Laosi, and his tone was gentle and calm. However, in the second half of his speech, his tone became sharp. He already had the reputation of being a "half-immortal," and he had helped Han Laosi make predictions many times before, and each time the predictions were very accurate.

With such an imposing aura, Han Laosi immediately realized he had spoken hastily and quickly said:

"Master, please forgive me. I spoke without thinking. Please forgive me!"

Accountant Wang had previously lost his positive impression of the master after noticing his pronunciation issues. However, seeing the master's calm and composed demeanor in the face of Han Laosi's questioning, and how he resolved the doubts with just a few words, Wang couldn't help but start to admire the master again.

Chen Youwei chuckled inwardly. What a load of rubbish! What a con artist! There's a real well in this courtyard, but we've hidden it. This fake one is just waiting for Han Laosi to take the bait.

Chen Youwei's original plan was to fill in and seal the well, but Chen Wenfeng felt it was a pity. The feed mill would inevitably need to use water in the future, and although it was not far from the reservoir, the reservoir water was still inconvenient to use.

How can we just abandon this existing well just because Han Laosi wants to rent it!

In that case, it would be better to compete openly and see who offers the highest price to rent the place, or simply use the place in the name of the village committee, which would be much simpler!

The reason for going through all this trouble is to annoy Han Laosi. Han Laosi looks down on people and likes to cause trouble for others. This time, I'll cause him trouble too.

Han Laosi is a very suspicious person. Most people would first judge whether something is an accident or a coincidence when they encounter it.

Han Laosi, on the other hand, always suspects others first when something happens. Only after eliminating all suspicions will he consider it an accident or coincidence.

Chen Wenfeng knew Han Laosi's temperament, so he deliberately messed with him like this. You like to use your wits, right? Then I'll use my wits against you, and in the end, I'll shut you down and make you suffer even more.

Han Laosi pulled the bucket of water out of the well and looked around at the people with a scrutinizing gaze.

The workers were all intimidated by his stern expression.

Chen Youwei couldn't bear to look at Han Laosi's appearance; he was just too damn ugly.

Accountant Wang also thought Han Laosi was particularly ugly.

Qin Xiaofen: What I care about is the money, not him as a person...

Han Laosi, who thought himself so powerful, scanned everyone's faces like a scanner.

Chen Youwei's expression remained calm; Han Laosi, with his level of expertise, couldn't discern anything from it.

Qin Xiaofen is one of us, no problem.

(Qin Xiaofen: Who said you're one of us...?)

Accountant Wang, no problem.

(Accountant Wang was too naive; Chen Youwei didn't let him participate in digging the fake well because he was afraid Wang would expose his deception.)

Before Han Laosi arrived, Chen Youwei deliberately asked Accountant Wang where the deep well he had drawn that night was. Accountant Wang immediately found the fake well and proudly pointed it out to Chen Youwei.

Chen Youwei nodded, and Accountant Wang thought the village chief approved of him. In fact, Chen Youwei felt fortunate that he had listened to Chen Wenfeng and kept it a secret.

At this moment, seeing the same incredulous expression on Accountant Wang's face, Han Laosi believed that he was alright.

Hou Laizi and Pang Xiao are fine.

Chen Wenfeng initially considered having Hou Laizi come and work, but since he was ultimately by Han Laosi's side, it was best for him to participate less, even though Laizi's acting skills were undeniable.

The other workers are fine too.

Is it really just a coincidence? Did someone find the well in the way and simply fill it in?

What a pity...

"Fourth brother, judging from your expression, do you want to rent this brick factory or this well? Is there gold in this well?"

After watching the commotion, Chen Youwei's anger at Han Laosi for talking badly about him behind his back had mostly subsided. Although his anger had subsided, he still felt he had to take the opportunity to stab him in the back.

Han Laosi originally rented the well specifically for this reason, much like he made dumplings just for the sake of this dish of vinegar. Now, he's a bit unsure about the situation.

The rent here isn't expensive, but if I cancel the lease, I'll lose my security deposit.

Let's put it aside for now and calm down.

Perhaps this is just a coincidence.

Could it be Chen Wenfeng?

No, no, we've been keeping to ourselves lately. He's not a god, how could he know I wanted this well?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

......

The master, along with his young apprentice, bid farewell to Han Laosi.

As they left the brick factory courtyard, the master craftsman whispered to his young apprentice:

"Hurry up, it's a bit dangerous today!"

"Master, although there was a small accident today, it's not our fault. I think Boss Han still respects you quite a bit."

"What do you know? Even if you get away with it, it won't be easy to make money off him in the future!"

"He came to us wanting us to solve his problem. Even though he didn't get his money back, he still feels like he's lost out..."

The apprentice glanced at his master, thinking to himself, "It's because you asked for too much. If you had asked for less, Boss Han wouldn't have been so heartbroken..."

The two walked and talked, and soon left the village.

As they turned onto the country road leading to Qiwang Town, they saw two young men standing by the roadside.

One of them was tall and thin, and handsome.

The other one was slightly shorter, a bit chubby, and had a round head.

As the master and his young apprentice passed by the two people, the tall, thin young man suddenly said:

"Master, didn't Boss Han arrange for you to have lunch before you leave?"

The master was taken aback, not expecting that the other party was coming for him.

He was a seasoned veteran of the underworld, having encountered all sorts of people, and could even handle local thugs and bullies. But this young man in front of him, though young, possessed an aura of authority—how to describe it? He had the air of a powerful underworld figure. His tone was calm and steady, and his eyes were bright yet sharp.

For some reason, the master felt a little uneasy, a feeling very similar to when he was caught selling fake medicine pills in the city center.