Master of Soul-Building - C298 Hebao

“Of course.” The Fangge patted my shoulder, and then let out a burst of ghostly laughter.

“Zhang Tiangang is really good at looking at people. After seeing your boss Qin, no wonder he was willing to follow you around. No matter how high the price I offered, he would not come to my place to help.”

I laughed, thinking that with Zhang Tiangang’s capabilities, only I can endure it. However, Fangge did not seem to be annoyed, instead he had the look of a Eldest Brother from a 90’s movie.

He looked like the villain who used to play the role of Wan Ziliang. He reckoned that when he was young, this Fangge was also a handsome guy.

“You actually came here today, why don’t I bring you to the Maple Forest Pavilion for a seat?” I laughed and said,

“That place is a pretty good nightclub. I’m quite familiar with the people there, so it’s not wrong to go there.”

Who would have thought that Fangge would laugh after hearing my words. At first, I was stunned, but I thought that it made sense. Fangge was such a boss who had eaten before, but I don’t think he would like that place.

Who would have thought that Fangge only looked at me for a moment, then laughed:

Boss Qin, don’t misunderstand, I loved to play when I was young. I don’t go to nightclubs or other places, and I’ve already quit smoking for almost ten years. Just find a place for us to eat.

This Fangge is truly worthy of being a scene. With a single sentence, he made me sound extremely obedient. I nodded my head in admiration and said:

“Fine, then let’s go eat the lamb porridge. I know that place has good taste.”

The place we were going was the same Shunde Tower where we brought the young lackey with us. When we got back, even the waiters in the shop recognized us.

It wasn’t because of anything else, but because Collapsing Fang had been really good at eating last time. The two of them had eaten nearly 40 plates of goat meat and had almost broken the record in their shop.

I became an awesome person in their store, so I was also on the list.

A waiter politely welcomed the two of us upstairs. As the Fangge was from Guangdong, I even specially ordered a bottle of Wugongpi with the characteristics of Guangdong province.

The two of them toasted each other. After drinking nearly three cups of wine, the conversation finally started. I asked the Fangge:

“Brother, I don’t know what to say, and I don’t know why Fangge is here this time.”

Fangge laughed heartily and said:

“What else could it be? This thousand miles is only for money.” While speaking, Fangge rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, and said:

Back then, I did not open it for three years, and only opened it for three years. As for the money, it could not be said to be as simple as flowing water in the Yangtze River, but it could at least be compared to a thousand-year-old well.

Saying that, Fangge shrugged his shoulders and sighed: “People like me in the East Guangdong can at least be considered small characters, but now they have to come out and earn money by themselves, do you think there’s a place to tell me about this?”

I smiled and comforted her.

“Your treasured sword cannot be unsheathed, but must be unsheathed to slay dragons. If this trip was not worth 10,000 gold, I don’t think you would have come out.”

Upon hearing this, even the Fangge himself started laughing out. After praising me repeatedly, I laughed and asked:

“Show me your skills, why have you come out this time?”

The moment those words left my mouth, I immediately felt a little regretful. Why would I ask others what kind of path of fortune they were seeking? How would a person as rich as a parent say such things to others?

There’s a saying that goes’ loss as long as you talk too much ‘, and a green egg like me seems to be running around naked in front of Fangge.

However, Fangge did not really care much about this.

“If you are interested, there’s no harm in telling you that I saw it. This treasure is right here with you.”

As he said that, Fangge used his fingertip to dab some Wujiao wine, slicing a line on the black wooden table, and then used his fingertip to outline the surrounding hills and houses.

After drawing, only then did Fangge ask me where I recognized this place.

I didn’t let him down. After looking at it for a bit, I actually recognized it. Isn’t this the map of our city?

Those who are in our line of work are actually knowledgeable, like Yinyang Eight Trigrams, Five Elements Wind and Water, Impossible Geography, and even Yin-Yang Birth Hours.

More importantly, you have to be aware of the historical events that have occurred in this city since ancient times.

There are many things that have existed since ancient times. Perhaps the place you’re standing in right now might even have some sort of royal general or a nameless small temple.

The idol that was worshiped there was the guardian god of the city.

If he didn’t even know these, then he really deserved to be called yin and yang lines.

Even though the ancient map that Fangge drew sounded blurry, I had a rough understanding of it ever since I was young.

In the ancient times, this place was called Gusankou. Legend has it that when Emperor Dong Wu, Sun Quan, stationed troops here, it eventually became a city.

This place had a history of several thousand years, and could be considered an old city.

I looked at the map drawn by Fangge and was a little puzzled.

“You always say I don’t know about other places, but Fangge, the ancient map you drew is currently the side of the Third Ring Area of our city, this place is full of tall buildings, you might be able to find some pretty girls here, but I don’t think we can find any treasures here.”

Fangge did not hold back and used his fingertip to tap on the river surface and said:

“Little brother, the old saying is right. This water can produce treasure, I have never heard of it.”

I laughed, thinking that Fangge’s words were getting more and more ridiculous. It’s not wrong that water can make a fortune, but this painting of the river is the main road of our city, and the current situation is extremely urgent.

Even the trained professional scuba diver, the water ghost they called himself, didn’t dare to dive easily.

Moreover, that place had already been there for thousands or tens of thousands of years, yet there was no one that had managed to fish for something.

It’s just some ordinary people in the world, and they can’t see the profound principles behind it. If one can see through the heavens, even if one can not rise to the heavens, it would be unavoidable for them to be extremely wealthy.

When Fangge said this, he seemed to be very pleased with himself, as if he could tell that there was a treasure under the water. But when he looked at me, I suddenly remembered a person.

Isn’t that man the legendary barbarian who was good at holding treasures? Could it be that this Fangge was of the same type?