Chapter 430 It’s time to test Wan Shanhong
The next day, Xiaolin deposited the money into my account. Mr. Dong called D, the secretary of the China Zhouyi Research Association. D said he would come over immediately to receive the huge sum of money.
I was startled. Mr. Dong then explained that he and several colleagues had founded the China Zhouyi Research Association, a registered non-governmental organization with a small membership of about ten people, based in Dali. He was one of the vice presidents, and members were spread across the country.
A man named Ling came over, and we completed the bank transfer. He also brought me a membership form and asked me to fill it out. He said we would discuss it at the next meeting. If it was approved, he would call me.
In the afternoon, Xiaolin called and said my mother had asked several times when we could have a video chat. I explained the situation to Mr. Dong, and he said, "Okay, now."
I initiated a video call with Xiaolin. After a moment, I saw my mother appear in the camera. I said, "Now you talk to Mr. Dong. See if you can still recognize him?"
I handed the phone to Mr. Dong and hid behind him to see my mother's reaction.
Mr. Dong said, "Big braid, do you still recognize me?"
My mother was stunned for a moment, then she said after a long while, "Yes, yes, with a big beard. But your face... why is it so fat?"
Mr. Dong smiled and said, "It's similar, as long as it's similar."
My mother said, "Shanhong should thank you... Big Beard, you figured out he's rich, and he's obedient and working hard to make money."
Mr. Dong said, "I'm keeping him here, so don't keep urging him to go back."
My mother said something incoherent: "I asked him to give you some money. Did he give it to you?"
Mr. Dong laughed heartily: "Yes, I gave it to you."
My mother kept asking questions, and Mr. Dong kept answering her questions.
I whispered to Mr. Dong, "Don't talk to her for too long. She's a chatterbox."
My mother said, "Xinyue is dead, you predicted it right."
I said loudly, "Don't say these things as soon as you meet. Let's talk about it next time, okay?"
My mother's voice: "How come Shanhong can talk too?"
Xiao Lin's voice: "This is a video, not a phone call."
I said, "Xiaolin, tell Mom we can talk next time."
The image faded. Mr. Dong said, "Your mother used to have a long braid. Everyone called her that."
I said, "Yes, there is a photo of her when she was young at home."
Mr. Dong sighed, "Life flies by so quickly. Over twenty years have already passed in a flash."
After that, he stood up and said, “Since you came here, you haven’t gone out for a walk yet, I’ll take you out for a walk.
The two of them walked out of the courtyard gate and headed south along the stone path. Due to the weather, the street seemed particularly deserted.
Although the shops are open, the clerks or owners are mostly sitting. In the past, tourists looked after the shops, but now the shop owners look after the tourists.
As he walked along, many people in shops recognized him. Some called out, "Mr. Dong, can you come for a walk?" Some waved their hands and smiled.
The world is truly interesting. Before coming to Dali, Mr. Dong was a mysterious figure in my mind. I had no idea where he was.
In Xizhou, where Mr. Dong lives, he is not mysterious at all and many people know him. I guess the same is true in Shangqing Ancient Town in Jiangxi.
I said, "You said the pandemic would only last three years. Life has been quite uneventful in these three years. Fortunately, you are here, so Siyu's life has become a little better."
Mr. Dong said: "That's exactly what happened. That's why she only kept three people. Originally there were seven or eight. Later, I also taught her some basic fortune-telling knowledge, but no one came to her for fortune-telling while I was here."
"Women generally don't want to learn fortune-telling because they're afraid of being called witches."
Mr. Dong nodded and said, "I plan to teach her some medical skills."
I said, "I learned acupuncture, which is simpler than pure Chinese medicine and can be verified. If she feels good, I can teach her."
Mr. Dong thought for a moment and said, "You've thought it through."
A question suddenly occurred to me: "Do you have a license to practice medicine?"
He nodded. "Yes, my grandfather was a doctor, and I learned from him when I was young. A person, no matter what he does, must have a skill. Being a doctor is the best skill in the world."
We walked and stopped along the way, chatting and looking.
In an hour, we finished touring the ancient town and turned back to the museum.
When I reached the gate, I realized there was a plaque above it that I hadn't noticed when I came here yesterday. I looked up and saw three large characters: "Flourishing Flower Terrace".
"You gave her that name, didn't you?"
"Yes, it was originally called the Spring Breeze Inn. That's too common. If you give it a more distinctive name, people will stop at the door and take a look."
"What a good name! When the tide comes, people are trustworthy; when the tide goes, the flowers remain intact. Coming and going are determined by the heart; quietly listen to the sounds of the flowers."
Mr. Dong looked at me and asked, "Who wrote this?"
I smiled and said, "This is just a jingle my disciple just made up. It matches your word 'flourishing flowers'. It means that tourists flock here like a tide because of word of mouth from other guests."
When the tourists left, the flowers in the host house were still in full bloom. They did not become listless just because the guests had left.
Guests come and go, all driven by thoughts from the bottom of their hearts. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the flowers speaking. Welcome back."
After listening to my explanation, Mr. Dong looked at me again, said nothing, and walked into the door.
I know this is a silent compliment. Someone who has cultivated to his level wouldn't show his emotions on the surface like most people do.
During dinner, Mr. Dong said to Siyu, "I have two things to tell you. One is to make a screen for the entrance hall and engrave a poem on it. Ask Shanhong about the content. The second is that Shanhong will teach you a skill. After dinner, talk to him about it."
Siyu nodded. Strangely, she didn't even ask what skills she was supposed to learn.
After dinner, Mr. Dong meditated.
Siyu knocked on my door, pouted, and motioned me to go to the studio. Then she left.
When I went over, she had already made tea and said, "Brother, please speak."
I found a piece of paper, wrote down four lines of poetry, and handed it to her. She nodded and accepted it.
"Mr. Dong has told me about your situation. I think you could learn acupuncture. The row of rooms across the courtyard could be converted into an acupuncture room. You could treat local people regularly, and if tourism picks up, you could also offer therapy to tourists. Your business would be better than others."
"Will you teach me?"
"Of course. I'm traveling around, so it's more convenient for you to serve my master. With a skill and a certificate, you can make a living wherever you go. Now you're young, you can be a beautiful hostess. When you're old, of course you'll still be beautiful. But tourists will go to stay inn with prettier hostesses."
She gave me a glare and said, "You're telling the truth. So how do I learn?"
I said, "No rush. I'll call home and ask them to take a photo of my acupuncturist certificate and send it to me. I'll also make a copy and put up a billboard. Only then will people come." That's one thing.
Secondly, in this town, please help me recruit a few patients, such as those suffering from shoulder, cervical and joint pain. I need to build up a reputation before I can attract patients.
When you mobilize others to come, you can say that they are Mr. Dong’s disciples, and the first ten people who come to see the doctor will be free of charge.”
She asked, "If I learn it well, will it be difficult to pass the exam?"
"I'll give you a list of books to study while you're at it. If I say it's not difficult, I'm lying. If I say it's difficult, I'm also lying. You should be able to pass the exam."
After that, I explained how to take the exam.
Siyu said, "That's great."
Siyu was busy handling these matters, which took about five days. During these five days, I sat and discussed Taoism with Mr. Dong and learned from him the art of physiognomy.
The so-called "divine physiognomy" is to calculate the basic destiny of a person by arranging the four pillars, and then examine the points where the facial features conflict with the destiny. If there is a conflict, then the person can change his fate, but the premise is that the fortune teller must give him a request, and he will do it according to the request.
How to change your destiny will be described in detail in the following chapters.
The only thing to do now is: five days after the opening, among the ten patients who sign up for free treatment, there will be a special patient.
He arrived in a wheelchair, wheeled in by his family. He was a paraplegic. As soon as he arrived, dozens of people followed him. It turned out he was a rural acupuncturist.
The time has come to test Wan Shanhong.
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