Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

Shen Qingzhou parked his car on the side of the road and watched as the curly-haired girl entered the bus station and boarded a bus.

Shen Qingzhou took a drag of his cigarette and fell into deep thought.

Why go through all that trouble to lie to him? Is it because you want to open your heart to him?

Or is it a custom-made "pig butchering scam"?

If that's the case, then who's targeting him?

For a moment, he had no clue what to do, but Shen Qingzhou suddenly found it very interesting.

He flicked the cigarette butt out the window, started the car, and continued towards the meeting place with Yang Xiaoyong.

The town was small, so Yang Xiaoyong could only arrange to meet at a small restaurant.

The small restaurant wasn't open in the morning, but it did sell breakfast. When Shen Qingzhou arrived by car, there were a few people eating breakfast at the tables set up by the roadside, including Yang Xiaoyong.

Sitting opposite him was an old man with gray hair, a thin build, and a slight hunchback, who looked quite neat and capable.

Shen Qingzhou parked the car on the side of the road. Yang Xiaoyong, who had probably been observing all along, immediately stood up when he saw this.

"Has the person arrived?" the old man sitting opposite him asked.

He had a heavy accent and spoke very fast; if you weren't a local, you might not be able to understand what he was saying.

"Here he comes, that's the young man." Yang Xiaoyong pointed to Shen Qingzhou, who had just gotten off the bus.

The old man turned around and stared at Shen Qingzhou as he walked over. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "This young man doesn't seem like a good person."

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense. When they arrive, don't say anything careless in front of them. You're looking for a ghost son-in-law. After the wedding, you'll never see each other again. What do you care if they're good or bad? Do you expect them to take care of you in your old age?"

"No, I was just saying it offhand. Even though it's a ghost marriage, I still want to find a good family for Yu Nong," the old man said.

"Isn't this young man good enough? I'm not trying to flatter you, but your Yu Nong is lucky to have found someone like him. He graduated from the China University of Science and Technology with a degree in physics and is a researcher. Even if your Yu Nong were alive, she might not be able to find someone like him now."

Yang Xiaoyong showed no mercy and spoke very directly.

But the old man nodded in agreement; he was indeed very satisfied with his son-in-law's educational background.

"Besides, that young man is handsome, he just looks a bit roguish. How can you say he's not a good person? Let me tell you, young girls these days all like this type, and your daughter will definitely like him too. Yesterday when we went to the grave to ask about marriage, look at how the incense was burning, a plume of white smoke rising into the sky, guaranteed to bring satisfaction..."

Upon hearing this, the old man smiled for the first time. "I'm glad you're satisfied. Thank you for your trouble..."

"I'll do my job well for the money. I've been in this business for so long, I have a good reputation, everyone knows me." Yang Xiaoyong said with a hint of pride.

The two talked for a very short time, and Shen Qingzhou had only just gotten close.

Yang Xiaoyong and the old man both quickly stood up.

"Xiao Shen, have you had breakfast yet?" Yang Xiaoyong asked politely.

"No," Shen Qingzhou said directly.

Yang Xiaoyong was just being polite. Most people would say they've already eaten, or that they didn't eat breakfast. This was the first time he'd encountered someone so direct.

So he could only turn back to the boss and say, "Boss, another basket of xiaolongbao and a bowl of spicy soup."

"Two baskets, please," Shen Qingzhou immediately added.

Then he plopped down right across from the old man.

"So, your family is going to hold a ghost marriage?" Shen Qingzhou asked directly.

"Oh? Yes."

The old man was a little bewildered by Shen Qingzhou's carefree personality, and even became somewhat reserved.

"Two hundred thousand is no small sum. Is it just to find a husband for your deceased daughter? Is it your daughter?" Shen Qingzhou asked, exhaling a smoke ring.

Shen Qingzhou asked this question for two reasons.

Firstly, because the old man didn't look like a wealthy person; the suit he was wearing was outdated, and no one knew what year it was from.

Moreover, it didn't fit at all, it was so loose and baggy, like a theatrical costume. He had dark skin and deep facial wrinkles, just like an ordinary farmer. It wouldn't be easy for someone like that to earn 200,000 yuan. Although Shen Qingzhou was bad, he never cheated the poor.

Secondly, seeing the curly-haired girl at the train station had made him more wary.

But what surprised Shen Qingzhou the most was that the old man could give birth to such a beautiful daughter.

"That's the custom in my hometown, there's nothing we can do about it, and it's the girl who earned the money herself," the old man said, his voice slightly numb.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhou stopped trying to persuade him, as doing so would be disrespectful to the 200,000 yuan.

At this time, the breakfast shop also brought out the steamed buns and spicy soup.

Shen Qingzhou didn't stand on ceremony; he stubbed out his cigarette and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

"What are your demands if you want to see me? Let's make everything clear now, so we don't cause any unpleasantness later," Shen Qingzhou said.

"Okay, sure."

The old man nodded quickly, rubbed his hands together, and looked honest; he certainly didn't seem like a swindler.

"Xiao Yang said you're a top student, a cultured person, so why would you take on a job like this?" the old man asked.

"Even top students need money. And it's precisely because they're top students that they don't believe in these superstitious things, so they can be reckless. This money is easy to earn, so why wouldn't I take such a good opportunity?"

The old man felt somewhat relieved that what Shen Qingzhou said was not much different from what Yang Xiaoyong said.

Because what he was really worried about wasn't Shen Qingzhou, but Yang Xiaoyong; he was worried that Yang Xiaoyong would just find someone to fool him and cheat him out of his money.

Although Yang Xiaoyong is a well-known matchmaker, his reputation in this area is not good.

Even though he couldn't tell whether Shen Qingzhou was a liar after meeting her, he felt more at ease that way.

The old man then asked Shen Qingzhou about his family situation, work situation, health condition, and so on.

Being an orphan is a plus.

He opened his own firm and is successful in his career.

They also obtained Shen Qingzhou's business card, confirming that he was not a scammer.

Aside from being a little disappointed with Shen Qingzhou's health, everything else was satisfactory.

Yang Xiaoyong listened from the side, but his expression was not good. He could tell that the old man didn't trust him.

After everything was satisfactory, we finally started talking about money.

"How should I pay you?" the old man asked nervously.

Shen Qingzhou had no idea what he was so nervous about. Was he still afraid that he was a liar?

"Give me 100,000 first, and you can pay me another 100,000 after the wedding. You have my business card, so you don't have to worry about me running away with the money. If I do run away with the money, you can just take my business card to the police..." Shen Qingzhou said.

"No, no..." the old man hurriedly said.

What an honest person! Didn't he ever think that the business card might be fake?

"Since it's settled then, transfer the 100,000 yuan directly to the account on the back of the business card," Shen Qingzhou said.

Upon hearing this, the old man flipped over the business card in his hand and carefully read the words on it.

"A giraffe orphanage?"

"Yes, this is the orphanage where I grew up," Shen Qingzhou said.

"You're donating all this money to an orphanage?"

A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.

Yang Xiaoyong, standing to the side, looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Yes, the final payment will also be deposited into this account." Shen Qingzhou.

"Good, good, this is good, this is good..." The old man was so excited that he could hardly speak.

In his view, this was not only finding a husband for his daughter, but also accumulating merit for her; it couldn't be more perfect.

"By the way, we've been chatting for so long, and I still don't know how to address you?" Shen Qingzhou said.

"My surname is Lin, and my name is Lin Chongli."

"Wow, that's a great name!" Shen Qingzhou exclaimed in surprise.

Because the other person's appearance was really unworthy of such a name, he wouldn't be surprised if the other person were called Lin Dasheng, Lin Aiguo, Lin Jiefang, or even Lin Shuanlu.

Indeed, the name Lin Chongli is not one that ordinary families would give their children.

Seemingly noticing Shen Qingzhou's surprise, Yang Xiaoyong explained with a smile, "The Lin family was once very wealthy; in the past, most of Huaqiao Town belonged to the Lin family."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chongli said that these were all things of the past, so why bring them up?

But his face couldn't hide his smugness.