Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 7: One Destiny, Two Luck, Three Feng Shui
"The gentleman who showed my family Fengshui back then was the apprentice of Zhang Jiuyi, a famous Fengshui master in the world. Mr. Zhang is everyone, and the wealthy businessmen and families all over the world are proud of him for watching Fengshui."

Rich Zhou felt that Lin Zhuoming was deceiving him a little bit, because Lin Zhuoming didn't know the basics, not as good as Master Zhang's apprentice who knew a little bit of real talent and learning.

Lin Zhuming knew a little about Fengshui, so he didn't know Zhang Jiuyi, a strange person.

But seeing that rich man Zhou didn't believe him, he didn't force him, he just said: "The source of the zombies hasn't been found yet, so let's look elsewhere."

Seeing that Lin Zhuming was like this, rich man Zhou became worried, because Lin Zhuming was not aimless, and what he said was very different from the gentleman who showed him Feng Shui in Zhou's family.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "Master Lin, take another look and point out the way."

Lin Zhuming smiled and said: "Since it was watched by the master Zhang's disciples, I can't point it out. Your family has accumulated many virtues, and if you want to come to the family of good deeds, there must be more celebrations."

"As the saying goes, one fate, two luck, three geomantic omens, four accumulating merits and five readings, geomantic omens turn around, life is hard to cast a good luck, and luck is the most impermanent, but accumulating merits and studying hard, but it can be artificial."

"..."

Rich Zhou was speechless, but Lin Zhuming walked around the tomb of Juren. The thatch was tall and vigorous, and he said: "Your family is still a bit refined, and there should be someone who can read."

"Since it didn't happen to my family, why did that zombie take pictures of my door and not others?" Rich Zhou couldn't figure it out.

"Then ask Master Zhou, if you treat your servants harshly, or beat a servant to death, if they have resentment, they may use the evil spirit that could not be released during their lifetime, and they will come out after death."

The rich man's eyelids twitched suddenly, thinking back on the bad things he did in the past, although he ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, but the tenants in the family came to borrow money and did not urge people to pay it back. If he was a widow, he would voluntarily lower the rent.

The maid in the family is also your love and my wish, and later she helped find an honest family to marry.

I didn't even do the treacherous and evil things myself!

"Could it be my son?" But my son knew it himself. He was weak and sick. He liked to play house with girls since he was a child.

"Could it be the housekeeper? The housekeeper bullies men and women behind my back, and invades the fertile land." The rich man Zhou thought about his own housekeeper, who was his father Zhou Juren's school boy when he was studying.

I can call him "Second Daddy" now. Following my father, Zhou Juren, is a relative with bare buttocks and wearing a pair of underpants. My old mother respected him three points before she was alive.

But the butler is dedicated to the Zhou family, and now he is still old, already in the state of half-care, and he doesn't have a son or a daughter, so he has no motivation to do these things.

"Since Mr. Zhou doesn't want to say it, then wait until night to see the real face of this zombie, and you will understand."

"That's the only way to go." Rich Zhou said helplessly.

Seeing Lin Zhuoming talking so eloquently, Er Otter already equated Lin Zhuoming with his master Taoist Zhao in his heart.

Who knows that Lin Zhuming is actually just a parallel importer who can fool, and has no practical experience at all.

Back at Zhou Mansion, Su Zhai was ready.

Although it was the landlord's house, they also ate at the same table. Rich Zhou's wife, concubine, son, and the housekeeper, and several important people also arrived on time.

The concubine personally brought the dishes from the kitchen. Even though she was a concubine, she was in her 30s, not as charming as a vixen, and her feet were bound. Because it was spring, she was dressed thickly.

The wife arranges the dishes, but she is also in her 40s, a little rich and fat, and her feet are bound, and she holds Buddhist beads in her hand, and she looks like she is eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha.

As for the son of rich man Zhou who is not angry, it can be described as: "Give birth to a boy but give birth to a daughter".

The appearance is handsome, but the dressing style can only be described as bold, with a bit of opera style.

Zhou Sheng, the son of the rich man of Zhou, saw Lin Zhuming and his eyes lit up: "This is a new mage. These days, zombies are banging on the door every night, which scares me. Will help me see how to calm down."

Lin Zhuming felt something rubbing against his calf, and looked down, it turned out to be Zhou Sheng's foot.

Looking at Zhou Sheng again, he was eating with his head down, serious.

Good guy, playing pretty crazy.

Leaving these things aside, Lin Zhuming felt good eating this vegetarian dish, and the cabbage tofu was also delicious, while the rice was a little coarser, and it was packed in long strips, which was relatively loose.

The soup is Yunying egg mushroom soup.

But in this era, the cabbage, tofu and rice soup is only enjoyed by the upper class.

Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, the Zhou family has done a good job in this regard.

After Lin Zhuming ate [-]% full, he put down the bowls and chopsticks, and a servant girl came to rinse Lin Zhuming's mouth with a teacup.

After several people had finished eating, another strong woman took away the dishes, and the wives and concubines also left after each other, leaving only a few men here to talk about things.

The rich man Zhou wanted to show the majesty of the head of the family, so he began to consider Zhou Sheng's homework: "How is the book reading now?"

"Going to college."

"Recite a passage and listen."

"forget."

Rich Zhou's face was ashen: "Then what did you learn before university?"

"Learn from Mencius."

"Then recite a passage and listen to it."

"Forgot too."

"Then what did you learn in school? What do you remember?"

"I recited the poem." Zhou Sheng said.

Lin Zhuming laughed secretly, looking at Zhou Sheng's appearance, he should be deliberately angry with Zhou Sheng.

"Then what poems can you recite?"

"One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four, five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, eighty-nine pieces, flying into the reed flowers and not seeing them."

Lin Zhuming suppressed a smile, the poem written by Emperor Qian Yong was indeed sung all over the world.

The rich man Zhou was also so angry that he couldn't say what he was reciting.

I had to say in a muffled voice: "Study hard, don't waste it."

But Zhou Sheng asked instead: "This mage seems to have read the book. I don't know what masterpieces? Ask the students to read it."

Lin Zhuming smiled and said, "Where can a poor man know how to compose poetry?"

"I can only recognize a few characters, but I can only read a few articles by Li Du."

"Is that going to make a fuss?"

"I don't know how to make a fuss." Lin Zhuming said.

Seeing this, Zhou Sheng shook his head: "At first, I thought it could be classified as top-ranking, but now it seems that I have no skin, so can you play the flute and play the qin?"

"will not."

"That's not even middle-grade."

Lin Zhuming heard that he divided men into high-grade, middle-grade, and low-grade, so he knew what kind of guy this Zhou Sheng was.

He thought to himself: "Is this kid being possessed by a vixen? I heard that there is no fox spirit, and he can't be a village. I have to be careful, and I can't be taken advantage of by him."

(End of this chapter)