Chapter 48 A thrilling past
At nine o'clock that evening, we rushed back to "Foshu Rice Noodle Industry".
My sister and brother-in-law picked up my parents and were very excited. They took the two old people to see the upstairs from the ground floor and from the upstairs to the downstairs. The two old people couldn't stop smiling.
My mother said happily, "My daughter, you have a promising future. The city is really a place where you can make money. Your father and I worked hard for decades to build five tiled houses."
My sister curled her lips and said, "It's not like you can make money in the city. You need to be smart to make money." After saying that, she looked at me, hoping that I could provide fire support from behind.
I should have said it was my sister's ability that made her achieve so much, but I refused to. I just said, "You've had a hard time on this journey. You should rest first. Tomorrow I'll take you to Little Song City for some delicious food."
My father asked what "Little Songcheng" was.
I said, "Take a shower first. I'll tell you more after you've showered."
After my parents took a bath, the whole family gathered around the fire and chatted about family matters.
My sister started talking about how she had worked so hard over the years to turn a small noodle shop into one of the best in the city. My mother was shocked when she heard this.
While waiting for my sister to answer the phone, my father asked:
"Shanhong, the Little Song City you mentioned is related to the Song Dynasty, right?"
My mother glanced at my father and said, "You're just asking useless questions. You collect fake antiques every day, thinking you can find antiques there."
My father has no other hobbies except collecting antique bowls. This is a legacy of his once accidentally collecting an antique bowl and making a small fortune from it.
I laughed and said, "This place is really related to antiques. It's also related to my master."
When my mother heard that it was related to my master, she also became interested.
My brother-in-law said, "I know a thing or two too. Tell me about it."
I wanted to take this opportunity to introduce my master to my parents, so that they could understand how powerful my master was, even though they had never met him. So I told them the origin of "Little Song City".
My sister returned to her seat and noticed that everyone's attention had been diverted. She stared at me and said:
"Stop gossiping. Mom and dad have worked hard on the journey. Let them go to bed early." After saying that, he left.
My father urged, "Tell me quickly. Your master is so amazing. Let us learn more about him. We need to visit him later."
The story of "Little Song City" is actually an old story that my master and I talked about during a casual chat, so I slowly introduced the past and present of "Little Song City".
Twenty years ago, with development everywhere, there was a plot of land in the southern suburbs of this city that no one wanted. Firstly, the urban area hadn't expanded there yet. Secondly, those who bought land at the time were all involved in real estate. Who would build houses in the suburbs?
Deng Fugen, who made some money from taking on small projects, started to make plans.
At that time, Deng Fugen didn't know the master yet, so he came to ask for a fortune telling, saying he wanted to buy the land and build a stainless steel factory. The fortune telling showed the character "Qing".
When the master heard this, he asked, "What's your name?"
President Deng wrote the three words "Deng Fugen" on the paper.
The master nodded and said, "You can buy it and set up a factory."
Deng Fugen pressed the issue, "Sir, could you explain this word to me in detail?"
The master said, "'Qing' means vast. The last character of your name is 'gen'. It is raining now, and the rain nourishes the roots, which together means 'roots spread out in all directions'. Therefore, now is a good time for you to expand your business."
Deng Fugen's face lit up. He hurriedly offered a cigarette. Master, who didn't smoke at the time, quickly took it and said with a smile, "The entrance is a good opportunity, and you're holding out a cigarette, showing your hand. This is also a good time to take action."
"The way you write the character 'qing' is different from most people's. It's small at the top and large at the bottom, and it has a solid foundation, enough to support your ambitions. Therefore, the three images of celestial phenomena, characters, and meaning are combined into one. This is the first good character I've encountered in the past few months."
Mr. Deng, a man of limited education but a brilliant mind, immediately paid for the land. He then asked a master to choose an auspicious day to shovel the earth and lay the foundation stone. The bulldozers arrived, instantly leveling the land.
One day, Deng Fugen ran into his master's shop, sweating profusely, and repeatedly declared, "Trouble, trouble!" He gestured and explained. It turned out that a bulldozer had pushed over a mound of earth, revealing a kiln.
The driver, more knowledgeable than Deng Fugen, said that this must be reported to the Cultural Heritage Bureau. When the Cultural Heritage Bureau arrived, the first thing they did was to order them to stop working.
Deng Fugen was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. "What's going on? I just want to finish building the factory as soon as possible. If we stop working like this, how long will it last?"
The master said, "That's definitely a good thing. Do you have any money left? Buy the fifty acres of land next door immediately."
Deng Fugen was almost crying. He asked, "Master, what is your idea?"
Without saying anything, the master stood up and went upstairs. After a while, he came out and put ten bundles of bills on the table. "This is what I lent you. You can figure out the rest."
Deng Fugen didn't dare to stretch out his hand: "Master, please tell me a truth."
The master then explained the reason in detail: that place, a small place called Yaopuzi, was the site of an official kiln during the Song Dynasty, according to city records. It produced thin, translucent bowls with underglaze colors. These bowls are pure white, almost transparent, and are rare treasures.
However, the area within a radius of 30 kilometers is called Yaopuzi, so the cultural relics department has conducted investigations on where the Song Dynasty kilns are, but has never found any kilns.
This time, they've discovered more than one kiln, so your factory is essentially a cluster of kilns. That piece of land is gone. Therefore, you should ask the government to requisition double the amount of land nearby.
Mr. Deng asked, "Why buy so much land?"
The master lowered his voice, "That place will surely become a famous historical site. You must go to the municipal government right now. Whether you kneel, worship, cry, or make a scene, you must make a statement immediately. Your reasoning is that it will affect the progress of your factory construction. The land must be approved immediately. In a few years, the price of your land will increase."
Deng Fugen immediately brought a group of people to the city hall. He had a knack for both making the leaders nervous and feeling sorry for him. The leaders said, "No rush, let's study it."
After a month, the excavation revealed more and more, and provincial experts concluded that the site was a cluster of Song Dynasty official kilns. This was of vital importance for the study of the social, economic, and cultural heritage of the Northern Song Dynasty. Mr. Deng's original land was to be reclaimed.
Deng Fugen threatened to jump from the roof of the city hall. The city government held a meeting and decided not to touch the ancient kiln complex. Instead, they allocated an additional 20 mu (approximately 1,000 acres) to Deng Fugen. Those 20 mu (approximately 1,000 acres) were essentially a stinking pond.
Deng Fugen came back to ask Master for advice. Master said, "The character stinky (stinky) in stinky pond is also a good character. It's made up of the character for self (自) on top and the character for dog (犬) on the bottom. The character for dog is "big" with a dot added. It means something a little more than big."
Deng Fugen smiled bitterly and said, "Master, are you kidding or are you really telling me a fortune? Why do you always say yes to this and yes to that when I tell you a fortune?"
The master said: Instead of the word "stinky", let's change it to "water". Does your "root" Deng Fugen need water to nourish it?
Instead of the word "water", the word "pond" is used. The word "earth" plus the word "Tang" represents a prosperous Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty is called the prosperous Tang Dynasty, do you understand?
Deng Fugen stood up and bowed three times to his master: "Master, I am an uneducated person, so I just do it blindly with my eyes closed. Because I trust you, a learned person. According to you, I can make a fortune by going straight or by going straight."
The master's face turned fierce. "You can't do it recklessly. The land prices around here are skyrocketing. You can't run a stainless steel factory. It's like throwing gold in a bucket. What a waste."
Deng Fugen hurriedly asked, "Building a residential complex?"
The master shook his head: "Residential complexes are not a good option either. That's a one-time deal. Once you sell the houses, you won't be able to make a second profit."
Deng Fugen asked: "What are we going to do?"
The master gave him the final word: "Turn them all into shops."
Deng Fugen's mind was in a turmoil as he said, "No matter whether I make a profit or a loss in the future, I will kowtow to you three times first, and then he knelt down and bowed three times."
The master waved his hand: "Why such a great ceremony?"
Deng Fugen said solemnly, "My father only gave birth to me and raised me, but he never showed me a way forward. You are my second parents, and you have shown me a bright path."
Hence the name "Little Song City." With the completion of the Song Kiln Memorial Hall and the establishment of the Song Kiln Site, "Little Song City" shifted from being a southern suburb to the center of the southern urban district. Deng Fugen made his fortune there.
After the story was finished, my mother was the first to speak: "Shanhong, you followed the right person. You said you could make 300 yuan a day, and I always thought you were talking nonsense. Now I believe it."
My father had always been against me smoking, but he made an exception and gave me one while giving cigarettes to my brother-in-law. He said happily, "Your master is a good man."
My brother-in-law took the opportunity to speak up for me: "Shanhong can go to dinner, she doesn't have to pay for it herself."
My parents asked in unison, “Why?”
My brother-in-law raised his eyebrows and said, "He is Master Hongyi's disciple."
My mother wiped away tears of happiness and said, "You must meet your master as soon as possible so that we can say thank you in person."
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