Chapter 994 Master Yuan has a magnanimous demeanor
The Grand Master was very angry and the consequences were serious.
Old Yuan came here in person, which was definitely a sign of respect for the wise man. He lowered his posture and bent his waist, but the other party refused to listen.
Even if you don't agree, just say it directly. Why are you still fucking bringing up the past? Even if you still keep bringing up the past, there's no need to say it out loud.
Just say "I don't care" and that will be enough. Why do you have to speak out about it?
Are you dissatisfied or unhappy?
Even if you are unhappy, why are you talking about this in front of me!
Seeing Yuan Sancai leave angrily, the old man sat down, filled a pack of cigarettes, and started smoking. It was impossible to tell what expression was on his face.
"Father, you have offended Mr. Yuan."
A village woman in her thirties walked to the edge of the field, spread a piece of cloth on the ground, and took out the food from the basket.
The village women were dressed simply, wearing cloth shoes and had no makeup on.
But even this cannot conceal her lively beauty. Although she is wearing simple coarse cloth clothes, her plump figure can still be seen.
"I have to find a reason to refuse. Offending him is just a small matter." The old man took a puff of his cigarette and said, "The most important thing is to protect yourself. Things are different now."
"Too."
The village woman nodded and handed over the chopsticks.
"Feixuan, you often go out. What do you think of Lei Zhen?" the old man asked as he took the chopsticks.
"If you can avoid it, don't provoke it." The village woman replied.
The old man nodded, picked up the steamed bun and started eating with pickles. He ate with relish every bite, as if the simple meal were delicacies from land and sea.
"Dad, drink some water."
"Well, don't go out and provoke Lei Zhen."
"Don't worry, I know what the general environment is like."
“…”
There are hidden families in the West, and of course there are also in the East.
After all, it has decades of historical and cultural accumulation. Even if it has been affected and fluctuated by the general trend, what exists still exists.
It’s just that the general environment doesn’t allow them to come out, even if they want to work for the country.
For them, getting things done inevitably requires demonstrating their ability. But what happens after they've accomplished their mission? Should the state be wary of them, or should they be given the status and honor of a national mentor?
Western families don't have this problem, but the cultural environment in the East is different, especially during those years of catastrophe...
At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were lightning and thunder in the area where the villa was located, and heavy rain poured down.
In just a few hours, the beautiful waterfall turned into an angry water dragon due to the sudden increase in water level, and the pool below began to spread outward due to excessive rainfall.
This was just the beginning. Heavy rain continued for the next three days.
Even though the villa is located at a high altitude and has a good drainage system, there is nothing it can do in the face of the heavy rainfall that occurs once in a century.
"It's a landslide—"
Amidst the thunder, a landslide occurred in the north, burying a group of houses in an instant.
All the fertile fields turned into vast oceans, the crops planted in them were destroyed, and the entire villa became a mess.
Looking at the pouring rain, the old man smiled bitterly.
Finally, he carried a bag, rolled up his trouser legs, and walked out of the villa with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
It’s strange to say, the rain in the mountains caused a disaster, but outside it was just a light rain.
There was no rain at all in the imperial capital, and the ground was dry, as if this place was two completely different worlds from the mountains.
The old man found Yuan Sancai and handed the small package to him.
"Mr. Yuan..."
"Go, go, go, I'm busy."
Yuan Sancai was wearing shorts and a vest. He was picking his toes while slurping noodles, and he was putting garlic into his mouth with the hands that were picking his toes.
If you eat noodles without garlic, the flavor will be half gone.
I don’t know what the garlic tastes like when I eat it with my toes, but I guess it tastes better to Lao Yuan?
"I was wrong, Mr. Yuan, please don't take it to heart." The old man said with a smile, "Here is a thousand-year-old ginseng, brought to you..."
"A thousand years old?"
Yuan Sancai wiped his mouth and a smile broke out on his face.
"Lao Jiang, you're a bit too polite. A hundred-year-old one is enough just for show. How precious is a thousand-year-old one?"
"A while ago, my senior brother and I went into the Greater Khingan Range and searched for it, but we couldn't find any. You can imagine how precious thousand-year-old ginseng is."
"This thing is so rare, the boss doesn't have it either. I didn't expect you to have it? Incredible, really incredible!"
Hearing this, the old man smiled bitterly again.
This is putting him on the spot. The big guys don’t have this thing, but you have it. You are so awesome!
"Boss, you don't need these. As long as Mr. Yuan can use them, it's fine." said the old man.
"Why would I need it? It's for Lei Zhen's son. That little fellow is born with too much Yin energy, so he must be mixed with thousand-year-old ginseng."
"Alas, it's not enough to just have thousand-year-old ginseng. We also need thousand-year-old snow lotus from above the snow line of the Holy Mountain, thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, hundred-year-old rhinoceros horns, and so on."
"I had already found an alternative, but you suddenly gave me a thousand-year-old ginseng, and I didn't have any other medicine..."
The old man stared at him, probably cursing in his heart.
It’s too dark!
I've already given you a thousand-year-old ginseng, and you're still asking me for something else?
"Lao Jiang, is it raining in the mountains?"
"This is definitely not something I did. I don't have the ability to manipulate nature. The most I can do is tell people's fortunes..."
Yuan Sancai sat up straight, allowing the other party to see the bright red words on the Great Compassion Heart: Meteorological Bureau.
He really doesn't have this ability. The idea of calling the wind and rain is nonsense. It's a climate judgment made by people based on data such as air humidity, wind direction, etc.
This is experience, such as in what season and when heavy fog will occur; when the air pressure drops to a certain level and the air humidity reaches a certain level, it will definitely rain.
Things like this are all science of life.
But artificial rainfall is real. Just fire a few cannons upwards and it will rain.
"The head of our weather bureau is an amateur. He even likes to fire cannons himself, and all the cannons end up in the mountains. He's now being punished."
"This is a idiot. It's blocking all the rain for the next few days in the mountains. What will happen if a flash flood breaks out?"
Yuan Sancai shook his head, indicating that he definitely did not do this.
There was a problem with firing cannons into the sky, which led to heavy rain for several days. This is a meteorological problem.
"Take the ginseng back. I don't know how to stab villains. These are just things people have imagined."
"There's also Tantric blood magic, Luban puppetry, Maoshan resurrection magic, and so on, including Nanyang black magic and other things. I don't understand anything at all."
"These feudal dregs are all lies. The reason they became more and more outrageous as they spread was mainly because science was not well developed at that time."
"By the way, Old Jiang, you have three children, right? The eldest is Jiang Sishui, the second is Jiang Huanzhang, and the third is a girl, Jiang Feixuan. I remember you asked me to look at their birth charts..."
We should be scientific and not believe in feudal superstitions.
Yuan Sancai knew nothing about those evil spells. He could only look at people's birth charts, and that was all.
"Sir, please prepare the rest of the medicine within three days." Old Man Jiang said with a worried look on his face, "Please stop teasing me, okay? I'm already old, and I just want to follow the ancients and live leisurely in the mountains. I don't want to bother with the outside world."
"How can this be so embarrassing? As the saying goes, no merit, no reward. Hahaha..."
Yuan Sancai smiled in an immortal-like manner, not sinister at all.
He is not that stingy. He still has the magnanimity of a great master.
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