People here don't know what Feng Shui is, so it's certainly difficult for them to accept it. But on the other hand, the entire county town is also a huge blank market.

Chen Xiao's so-called promotion of housing technology was certainly not to publicize it in the crowd or on the streets. Instead, he asked Pang Hemu to help introduce it to his circle of friends.

This is how Feng Shui masters expand their business. After a successful case, they can spread the word through the client's social circle. After the reputation is spread, people with needs will naturally come to the door. However, people here don't know what Feng Shui is, so they can only take the initiative to ask Pang Hemu to promote it.

Before the exact location of the tomb in Feng Shui can be determined, Chen Xiao is worried that there will be mistakes. For the time being, he does not plan to help others.

Yangzhai, or the art of housing, now has several successful examples. Chen Xiao has gradually gained some experience and gained confidence. So, he plans to focus on the art of housing, improve his proficiency, and make a name for himself as a Feng Shui master.

With his own experience, Pang Hemu readily agreed to help Chen Xiao.

Although it has encountered aura conflict and aura crushing continuously. In fact, from the effect point of view, the effect of the Jinyumantang Feng Shui Bureau is still good.

Although Pang Hemu experienced heartache and embarrassment, he made two big deals and earned several or even dozens of times more than usual. Of course, if the process was not so thrilling, he might be happier.

Just like that, Chen Xiao's life suddenly became relaxed. He slept until noon every day, washed up and ate, and if he wanted to go to the Snow-Seeking Immortal Pavilion, he would go there for a stroll. If he didn't want to go out, he would read in the courtyard and continue to learn more about the knowledge of this world.

With Pang Hemu's hard work in promoting it, several people became interested in the art of housing, and with the idea of ​​giving it a try, they asked Chen Xiao to go and take a look.

Among these people, some are doing it to save Pang Hemu's face, while others really have needs.

Regardless of the reason for their visit, Chen Xiao treated them all equally, carefully inspected their houses, and made adjustment suggestions based on the circumstances.

Although they were all modified according to the method proposed by Chen Xiao, the Feng Shui of not every victim's house worked. Some formed an aura and condensed vitality. Some gathered vitality, but the aura could not be formed. Some even had no reaction at all, and the appearance before the decoration remained the same after the decoration.

Chen Xiao was not discouraged by this situation. He was originally a Feng Shui master, and of course he knew that not all houses could form their own Feng Shui. Some houses were not carefully selected when they were built. It was just a piece of land that was neither good nor bad, and there was no Feng Shui at all.

For a house like this, there is no way to borrow the power of the earth's luck. You can only rely on your own luck. How you live has nothing to do with the house.

Another reason is that the house is not in the right position. Chen Xiao has not been able to calculate the five elements of the owner according to the calendar of this world, so he cannot make adjustments based on their fate. The Feng Shui arranged in this way will also not work.

In general, for those who came to him to arrange Feng Shui, one third were very effective, one third had little effect, and one third had no effect at all.

The 30% failure rate made the former Feng Shui master very upset, but it also made the rich circle in the entire county city completely crazy about the art of housing.

This magical spell works immediately. Even if there is only a one-third chance, these people are willing to pay a lot of gold coins to try their luck. What if they are lucky? After all, a 30% chance is not small. If they succeed, they can leave a legacy for future generations. If they fail, it is nothing more than a loss of money. These people are not short of money.

Later, more and more wealthy people came to Chen Xiao to look at the Feng Shui of their houses. Chen Xiao's small courtyard often received two or three waves of guests a day. Chen Xiao was alone, and even if he was split into eight pieces, he would not be able to handle so many people coming to his door. Pang Hemu volunteered to help these people arrange the order. Chen Xiao was busy for nearly half a year before he looked at all the houses of these people.

When faced with a new thing, there are always some stubborn people who don't believe it. Not only do they resist it themselves, but they also try to persuade others to reject it. Among these people, Boss Sheng is a representative.

Chen Xiao has always ignored such people. He now has quite a few fans, so he doesn't even need to show up in person. His fans can fight back.

Chen Xiao dragged his heavy steps and walked back to the main room tiredly. He sat down at the round table in the bedroom and picked up the teapot on the table to pour tea. The water was added by the hired servant before he left, and it was still warm. After drinking a cup of tea, Chen Xiao felt more energetic.

After working non-stop for such a long time, even with his young and healthy body, he can hardly bear it.

This feeling was even more tiring than when his master knew that he had caused a disaster and was about to die, and forced him to go to the Feng Shui venues one after another. The key point was that people knew what Feng Shui was at that time. Fang Gu was a well-known Feng Shui master. With him in charge, Chen Xiao had no problem doing anything and rarely encountered resistance.

This is not the case. He has to keep explaining to people why he has to do this and what the benefits are. Sometimes he has to do something to the house, and some places need to be demolished and rebuilt. Some people are not happy about it, and he has to work hard to convince them, otherwise the effect will not come out, and his reputation will be destroyed.

If it had been in the past, he would have quit long ago. But if he had invited the Feng Shui master to come and give him personal advice, he would not have been so uncooperative.

Feng Shui masters in the past were never afraid of anyone or any force. Their reputation was built by the endless number of masters over thousands of years. No one would want to offend a Feng Shui master, because you never know how the other party will retaliate with Feng Shui. Losing money is the least of it. There are vicious Feng Shui masters who directly destroy the ancestral graves of their enemies, causing all their money to disappear and their families to fall apart. Even more sinister, they can even use methods to exterminate their enemies and exterminate their descendants.

However, despite the hard work, the harvest during this period was indeed very rich. At the beginning, those who invited Pang Hemu to look at the Yang house for his sake gave him gold coins generously, while the stingy ones gave him silver coins.

Later, more and more people came to him, and his worth began to rise steadily. Now, with one sale, it was enough for an average family to spend for a lifetime. At first, he kept the rewards at home. Later, when he saw that the amount was increasing, he had to deposit it in the bank.

With no worries in life, Chen Xiao began to pursue other things. Now he no longer went to Pang Hemu's antique shop. He wanted to resign as the third shopkeeper, but Pang Hemu refused. He would rather he just had a title. He could accept this title, and the salary was not less than his.

Chen Xiao was not unfamiliar with this model. Isn't this just a consultant with a nominal title? In the previous life, wealthy real estate bosses often did this, letting Feng Shui masters hold a position in the company and receive a salary for nothing. This was a disguised way of giving them money to spend, with the purpose of supporting a capable Feng Shui master who could be used at critical moments.

After spending some time together, Chen Xiao felt that Pang Hemu was still a pretty good person. Except when he encountered things like chasing immortals, he would lose his mind and his IQ would drop occasionally. Otherwise, he could still talk to him normally. Of course, the topics they talked about were also related to Pang Hemu's initiative to cater to him. They were all about Feng Shui and antiques that made Chen Xiao feel happy.

I can only say that Pang Hemu is worthy of being from a family with three generations of business. If you really want to make friends with someone, it is enough to make a person feel comfortable like a spring breeze.

As the first customer in the world who respected him as a Feng Shui master, Chen Xiao said that he had already included Pang Hemu in his circle of friends. Therefore, Chen Xiao did not refuse the nominal consultant or something like that. This would make Pang Hemu feel at ease, and he didn't have to do anything, so why not do it.

After having dinner outside and taking a bath in the bathhouse in the next block, Chen Xiao returned home to rest. This was the only bad thing about living in this small courtyard. There was no bathroom, so he could only use a toilet when he was in a hurry. It was OK for simple washing, but if he wanted to take a bath, he had to boil water himself. Chen Xiao was too lazy to boil a large pot of hot water and then carry buckets of water to pour into the wooden bathtub.

Lying comfortably in the bed, Chen Xiao soon fell asleep without realizing it.

Ever since he officially started showing houses to people, he has never been so hungry when it shouldn't be. Not only has his eating habits returned to normal, but he has even grown taller in the past six months. His originally thin shoulders have also begun to become broad and thick like an adult.

Chen Xiao was very satisfied with this. He used to be a tall man with a good figure. He hoped that he could grow long legs like in his previous life.

That night, Chen Xiao was still confused and thought he was dreaming. His consciousness was wandering aimlessly in a dark place. A golden light appeared in the darkness. Slowly, the light became brighter and brighter, and Chen Xiao couldn't help but move closer to take a look.

It was a golden compass, or what ordinary people call a compass. It was the size of an adult's open palm, and the magnetic needle in the center was spinning. The outer ring was densely packed with words, and there were a total of eighteen circles from the center Tianchi outward.

Chen Xiao looked at the golden compass with nostalgia, carefully tracing the familiar contents on it. He felt that he had never thought about this good partner in Feng Shui like he did now. As the most important tool for Feng Shui masters, Chen Xiao of course had one himself.

At this time, the compass in front of him turned over, and a few small words were engraved on the position corresponding to the central Tianchi: Dong Yufang controls the compass!

"!!!???"

Chen Xiao was so startled that he woke up from his dream and jumped up from the bed.