Zhao Tiedan respected Master Dao very much and remembered every word he said, especially those three sentences.
My favorite kind of fire is the light of thousands of homes.
It not only illuminates the night brightly, but also makes me realize that some people have homes where lights can be lit, and that they live without worry.
Then I will be happy.
Zhao Tiedan found it hard to describe the feeling, but he felt an indescribable joy and happiness. It must have been a beautiful view, although he had never seen the green forest from a high place before, but what Master Dao said must be good.
So he would buy oil and light the lamps. He didn't know if the master could see it from his high-rise building, but the light gathered together would certainly be visible, just like now...
Zhao Tiedan looked back at the wide river channel and the huge pit. Wasn't this also the result of the efforts of the Qingmang people?
They worked hard all day and ate their fill, probably because the rain intensified later in the day and they were still working hard. Today's meal was meat, braised meat that was red and crisp... what a delicious meal.
Zhao Tiedan packed several pieces to take back, so that his wife and children could try them. He even came back early for this reason.
It rained more when they returned, and Zhao Tiedan huddled outside, not wanting the meat he was wrapping to have a strange smell, looking forward to returning to the city.
After returning to the city, he would buy the braised meat that his wife had mentioned, then go to buy oil, go home, take off his clothes, take a hot shower, and then relax in bed.
Oh, how delicious!
However, on his way back, Zhao Tiedan also encountered a strange person, a blind old Taoist priest, who was accompanied by a young man.
He stopped Zhao Tiedan and mumbled something about the Eight Trigrams, saying that water and water bring good fortune. He basically said that Zhao Tiedan was lucky, and then asked him what he was doing.
Zhao Tiedan, wanting to bring good fortune, said that he was doing labor on the river and, taking advantage of this auspicious omen, happily went back home.
However, after he left, one of the people he had been burning incense to every day came here.
"Master, is your divination accurate?"
With Bai Zhi standing on tiptoe and holding an umbrella beside him, Dao Chengyi looked at the stall in front of him that read "Ironclad Predictions, Infallible Calculations" with a slight smile.
"Of course it's accurate. It concerns our livelihood, so we wouldn't dare to be presumptuous. I see that this young master is of immeasurable importance. May I ask what he would like to be considered?"
The young man beside him rolled his eyes at his master. He looked at the maid, who was as beautiful as a fairy and whose clothes were exquisite and dark in color. She must be incredibly expensive.
"Let's calculate the rain, even if it's June 3rd, whether it rains or not."
Dao Chengyi placed a hundred-tael silver note on the stall.
"Let me calculate... There will naturally be no rain, and if the river thaws that day, it will surely be a smooth journey!"
The blind old Taoist priest spoke with great conviction.
"What if it rains?"
"Then the old Taoist priest will no longer perform divination."
The old Taoist was absolutely certain that he wouldn't mess things up on this.
"Then I will believe you, sir, and I hope you won't let me down."
For some reason, the old Taoist priest felt a chill at this moment.
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