The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 208 On God

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"You're being unreasonable! This is a monopolistic practice, and it's shameful..." Officer Zhu's face turned red as she glared at Wei Qingqing.

"Nonsense??? Monopoly??? I don't think so..." Wei Qingqing smiled disdainfully. "Patents have a twenty-year protection period. If we're really monopolizing things as you say, so what? We can just stop selling. We're not short of money anyway, and we can use the money for milk baths to make our skin smoother..."

"You..." Officer Zhu was so angry that her face turned red and her neck bulged.

"Qingqing, don't talk nonsense. Let alone using fresh milk for a milk bath, we can't afford to waste even regular milk..." Xue Hua glared at his daughter and said.

"I think Qingqing is right. What Director Zhu said is indeed quite serious. Monopoly is an illegal 'commercial' activity. In serious cases, it can even lead to imprisonment. Since you don't need that little bit of money, then keep the fresh milk for yourself..." Little Sweetie stood up at this moment to support Wei Qingqing.

Little Sweetie isn't stupid; she knows who's on her side, so she won't just stand by and watch the show...

"I also think Qingqing is right. That's right, such good fresh milk, it wouldn't be expensive even if it were sold like gold. Wholesale at cost price, how come it's so expensive? And they even dare to make harassing phone calls and curse people? Let them curse. If they get another call from someone cursing, we'll raise the price by one yuan. Take it or leave it..." Zhu Yun was already indignant after hearing Xue Hua's story.

"If we follow your method, conservatively speaking, the price of fresh milk will probably skyrocket to a thousand yuan a box the next day..." Xue Hua said with a wry smile.

"It's that serious???" Aunt Liu exclaimed in shock.

The others were also shocked; they hadn't expected harassing phone calls to be this serious...

"That's the disadvantage of cheap goods. If you sell them cheaply, people will think that your products are too common and they won't appreciate them. Think about it, if you can sell them so cheaply, wouldn't your costs be even lower? Consumers always see merchants as bloodsucking devils..." Zhang Yingning sighed softly.

"It's hard to be a good person..." Aunt Pang sighed softly.

"Is it because there are so many bad people in this world??? Then why don't the policewoman arrest them all???" Xiao Bao'er suddenly asked timidly.

Xiao Bao'er's sudden shout startled everyone. Officer Zhu blushed instantly and stammered, unable to utter a word. Faced with the innocent child's question, Officer Zhu was overwhelmed with shame.

In fact, Yang Ming was quite fast at making Confucian robes using textile machines. With one hundred machines running simultaneously, he produced all the Confucian robes that Wang Zhengzhi needed in just three hours.

"Phew, finally finished..." Just filling the spinning machine with cotton is tiring work. After working for three hours, Yang Ming's back was so sore he could barely straighten up.

"It's so late, it's time to pick up Aunt Zheng Yu..." He took out his phone and checked the time. It was 5:30 pm, and it was already dark outside.

Yang Ming left the living room and headed straight for the entrance to the Seven-Colored Bird Breeding Farm. He dared not go to the exit under the wooden house; those women were still soaking in the bath there, having done so all afternoon. Weren't they afraid of getting soaked in the water...

"Please, let me go, I haven't hurt you..." A naked figure blocked Yang Ming's path and cried out.

"Gu Pan???" Yang Ming stopped in his tracks, frowned, and looked at the pitiful girl in front of him.

"Yes, yes, yes, although I am Japanese, I grew up in China and I have always considered myself Chinese. Please, spare me..." Gu Pan pleaded tearfully, her thin face still beautiful, streaked with tears, looking pitiful that would make any man's heart flutter. Of course, this did not include Yang Ming, who had never had much affection for her from the beginning.

"You said you grew up in China???" Yang Ming raised an eyebrow and said.

"Yes, yes, I was sent to China when I was six years old..." Gu Pan nodded repeatedly, like a little lapdog.

"I don't believe it..." Yang Ming shook his head slightly. "What could a six-year-old child understand??? What exactly did they want from sending you to China..." Yang Ming's words suddenly stopped, his eyes sharpening: "You mean you have accomplices with you???"

"No...no..." Gu Pan shook her head hurriedly and cried, "Big brother, really, please let me go. As long as you let me go, I'll do anything you ask. I don't want to go hungry, I can't take it anymore..." Then she burst into tears.

"Thank you for the information today. If we catch your accomplice, I think I'll consider it..." Yang Ming nodded lightly, then walked past Gu Pan and continued walking out.

However, Yang Ming's heart was quite unsettled, because he suddenly realized that right next to him, there was a time bomb that could explode at any moment.

"Looks like we should get the surveillance camera issue on the agenda. So what if it's unethical? Let's get rid of the nails first..." Yang Ming thought to himself, and before he knew it, he had arrived at his RV in front of his house.

"Huh???" Yang Ming looked at the cold car door and was startled. "We're here??? When did we get out???" It turned out that Yang Ming had been thinking about things the whole way and had almost relied on instinct to find his way out of the back garden.

Yang Minglai opened the car door, got in, started the car, and drove it towards Liujia Village using the autopilot function.

Not long after Yang Ming left, just as the sound of the car engine faded, a group of men emerged from the tree branch, chatting and laughing. Some carried guns, some carried prey, and one of them was in the worst condition, carrying a fat wolf all by himself.

"We're back..." The one who shouted these words was the man carrying the wild boar. Judging from the voice, it was Zheng Dongfang's. However, he was carrying a wolf on his back, so there was a sense of repression in his voice.

"What are you howling about?? Have you forgotten what we said when we came back? Give them a surprise, don't you understand???" Zheng Dongfang had just started howling when he was kicked by a guy carrying a gun next to him. He sounded a little embarrassed and angry, but you could still tell it was Zhang Jianhui's voice.

"Damn it, third brother, are you rebelling??? You dare kick me???" Zheng Dongfang glared, but in the darkness, this kind of protest was ineffective. "Try carrying this wolf on your back if you dare..."

"I didn't hit it, why should I carry it??? But if you give me that wolf, I'll carry it for you..." Zhang Jianhui's real intention was not what he said.

"Get lost..." Zheng Dongfang cursed irritably, "For that kick you just gave me, I won't even let you taste a scrap of meat..."

"Alright, alright, third brother, stop messing around with second brother. Wolf meat is very nutritious, it'll make you feel hot. We don't have wives, what if we eat it and it makes us feel really sick..." Zhao Dongge said, carrying two rabbits.

"It's okay to eat less..." Wang Zhengzhi said, panting as he took a bite of a pheasant. After all, he was already middle-aged and his stamina couldn't compare to these young people.

"It doesn't really matter how much of a highly nutritious food like wolf meat you eat, the key is that your stomach can digest it and store the energy contained in these nutritious foods in your dantian..." The old lecher was still vigorous despite his age, with a chicken in his left hand and a rabbit in his right, leisurely mingling in the crowd.

"That's right, there's nothing in this world that you can't eat. The key is that you have to be able to digest and absorb it..." The old swindler was the lightest, but also the most sleazy. A large bunch of sparrows were wrapped around his waist.

"That can't be right??? What if it's poison???" Zhang Jianhui felt that what the old swindler said was too far-fetched, and it was not as reliable as what the old lecher said, so he couldn't help but say.

"Tch, you know nothing..." The old swindler rolled his eyes, his bright white eyes gleaming like a wolf's in the night. "Who said poison can't be digested? That's you, and most people don't even have the ability to digest it, okay? There are plenty of people in this world who are immune to all poisons..."

"Including your grandfather???" Zhang Jianhui chuckled. Fortunately, he didn't see the old swindler's gleaming eyes, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to speak like that...

"Well... well..." The old swindler blushed, but fortunately, he was in the dark and no one could see him.

"Does this include you or not???" Zhang Jianhui was rather mischievous, especially since they weren't at work. His true nature came out, and he started kicking someone when they were down.

"Of course that includes it. This old man can eat a poisonous snake raw like it's nothing, but I can't guarantee anything about other poisons..." the old swindler said, patting his chest.

"Tch, you're really good at talking. Where are you going to find poisonous snakes in the dead of winter???" Zhang Jianhui rolled his eyes and said.

"That's none of my business. If you can find a poisonous snake, hmph, I'll eat it to prove it to you..." the old swindler said smugly and rather shamelessly.

"You old bastard, do you want to die??? When did you ever dare to eat a poisonous snake??? I remember you were terrified of snakes the most..." The old lecher rolled his eyes.

"Hahaha..." The group of men all burst into laughter.

"I just can..." the old swindler said defiantly.

"Sure, I'll catch a snake in a bit and let you eat it raw..." the old lecher said.

"Go ahead and arrest him if you dare..." The old swindler was a bit of a tough nut to crack, even bordering on the shrewd and unyielding.

"You should know that Yang Ming's backyard is over 30 degrees Celsius. Are you really sure you want me to catch snakes?" the old lecher said leisurely.

"Um..." The old swindler's face turned pale instantly. In the dead of winter, he instinctively forgot that Yang Ming's backyard was very warm.

"Oh??? We came yesterday and didn't know about this strange thing. What's going on??? Is it because of the hot springs???" Zheng Dongfang asked curiously immediately.

"Of course, besides hot springs, what else can keep the temperature at thirty degrees Celsius in the dead of winter?" The old lecher didn't intend to talk to these kids about the thermostat.

"That's right, that's right, Yang Ming's greenhouse is heated by hot spring water..." the old swindler echoed.

"Oh, so that's how it is??? It seems that Yang Ming's hot spring is quite large..." Zhang Jianhui said.

"Their hot spring isn't very big, but I heard there are quite a few springs..." Wang Zhengzhi said.

"We're Yang Ming's buddies, right???" Zhao Dongge suddenly blurted out.

"Nonsense, boss, I've noticed you're talking more and more nonsense lately, your words are incoherent. Tell me, are you so desperate for your wife that you're burning up with desire?" Zhang Jianhui criticized his boss without any restraint.

"Just say you want a beating! I'm warning you, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll get my second and fourth brothers to steal your peaches, uproot your peach tree, and make sure you never get married again..." Zhao Dongge's face turned pale.

"Third brother, you deserve a beating. You know what the eldest brother is afraid of, yet you still dare to talk nonsense..." Zheng Dongfang quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Boss, hehe, sorry, sorry, I couldn't keep my mouth shut and it slipped out..." Zhang Jianhui chuckled awkwardly, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Like most college romances that don't work out, Zhao Dongge broke up with his girlfriend of three years on graduation day. However, he had invested a lot of emotion in this relationship, and this experience became a taboo subject for him. He would get angry with anyone who brought it up. This is why, even though he was already quite old, his parents didn't dare to force him to go on blind dates. At most, they would let his younger sister give him some gentle but persistent nagging...

"Don't make jokes like that again..." Zhao Dongge muttered sullenly.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zhang Jianhui hurriedly replied.

Don't let his usual憨憨 (simple and honest) and non-temperamental nature fool you; once he gets angry, he definitely has the aura of a boss, and Zhang Jianhui wouldn't dare to mess with him.

"Alright, alright, we're all brothers, let's not let some irrelevant things hurt our relationship..." Zheng Dongfang tried to smooth things over.

"Actually, I've had enough of this kind of life. After the New Year, I'll go find her..." Zhao Dongge's dejected tone revealed a firm resolve.

"Why wait until the New Year? Let's go now..." Zhang Jianhui's eyes lit up, and he urged, "You know, things can change in the meantime. It's better to marry your wife sooner rather than later..."

"Sigh... I quite agree with what Xiao Sanzi said. It's better to get married sooner rather than later. The children born that way will definitely be healthier..." the old lecher said.

"Are you kidding me??? These days, everyone's advocating for late marriage and late childbirth, and for eugenics..." Zheng Dongfang said.

"Hmph..." The old lecher shook his head disdainfully. "The younger a person is, the fewer impurities are in their body. The child born this way will also have fewer impurities in their body, and their body will be unobstructed, leading to a longer lifespan. This is from the perspective of Qi..."

"A man comes of age at twenty-four, and a woman at twenty-one. Why is that? There's a saying that a person is formed by the union of the three elements. The hour of Yin (3-5 AM) is the time when life is most vibrant. The Yin and Yang energies combine to form a person. Men are counted as eight, and women as seven. That's called three times eight equals twenty-four, and three times seven equals twenty-one. So, a twenty-four-year-old man and a twenty-one-year-old woman are fully mature in all aspects of their bodies, which is the best age to have children..." the old swindler said.

"So, men can get married at 24 and women at 21. Getting married too early will harm your health, and getting married too late will harm your vitality. This harm will not only harm yourself, but also your children..." the old lecher concluded.

"It's a bit mysterious..." Zhao Dongge blinked, "It feels like an old Chinese medicine doctor..."

"Haven't you heard of that??? A martial arts master is at least half as good as a quack doctor..." Zheng Dongfang said.

"That's right, these three old men look like unparalleled masters, their medical skills are at least on par with national-level experts..." Zhang Jianhui said.

"Hmph, national champions???" A hint of disdain flashed in the old lecher's eyes. "Those so-called national champions are not on our side..."

"That's right, they treat illnesses with acupuncture and moxibustion, we treat illnesses with qigong..." The old swindler said arrogantly, "As the saying goes, where there is free flow, there is no pain; where there is pain, there is no free flow. As long as the body's meridians are unobstructed, and the body feels as bright as the blazing sun, then truly no evil can invade..."

"Really???" Wang Zhengzhi was somewhat surprised...

"Of course, by mobilizing the essence of the five internal organs and remotely sensing the power of the sun, moon, and stars, one will not be infected even when entering an epidemic area, let alone minor illnesses..." the old lecher said smugly.

"Then, could you please open up all my meridians, Grandpa???" Zhang Jianhui's eyes were shining. Zhang Jianhui had never practiced internal martial arts, or even qigong. The fact that his eyes were shining in the dark showed just how excited he was...

"Well, right..." The old lecher was so embarrassed that he couldn't stammer out a word.

"You dare to say that..." The old swindler gave Zhang Jianhui a disgruntled look, though it was a flirtatious glance, it still expressed his displeasure. "How precious is the true qi we painstakingly cultivate through the coldest winters and hottest summers? To open up all your meridians? The human body has twelve regular meridians, eight extraordinary meridians, and countless branches. Right now, we've only opened up the eight extraordinary meridians. As for the smaller meridians, we have no hope of ever opening them up in this lifetime..."

"Huh???" Zhang Jianhui's mouth dropped open, somewhat incredulous.

"You're talking nonsense. If your meridians are unblocked, you're at the level of a terrestrial immortal. Flying through the clouds is nothing to you..." the old lecher said.

"Are there really gods in this world???" Zheng Dongfang raised both of his thick eyebrows.

"Of course I have! Haven't you read 'Journey to the West'? In it, even a little boy can fly on clouds..." the old swindler said.

A series of black lines slid down their foreheads. Wang Zhengzhi felt dizzy. His era was different from that of the two old men and three young men. He grew up during the era of the Great Leap Forward, which swept away all demons and monsters. No one who grew up in that era believed in ghosts and gods. On the contrary, the older generation with their stubborn ideas and the younger generation with their overflowing information were more likely to believe that there really was a god in this world...

"So you're saying that you started believing in terrestrial deities because you read 'Journey to the West'?" Zheng Dongfang asked painfully.

"Of course not..." the old liar said righteously.

"Oh???" Wang Zhengzhi and Zheng Dongfang's eyes lit up again, all hoping that the old swindler could give an example of a real god.

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