As soon as the old man said these words, the people below were stunned. After a while, some people suddenly realized it, some were angry, some were pessimistic and disappointed, and some hid their faces and sighed...
Seeing the chaos below, Fei Hongjin came out to control the situation again and asked if there were any more questions. If not, he would start collecting money...
As soon as they heard that they were asking for money, everyone immediately fell silent, but no one came out to speak.
Seeing this, the old man whispered something to Fei Hongjin, and then Fei Hongjin said that as long as he could raise thirty questions in total, he would not charge any money for today's sermon, and the money already collected would be returned. Not only that, those who ask tricky questions will be rewarded with silver.
As soon as the words fell, people below immediately started talking to each other.
After a while, someone squeezed to the front and started to ask loudly: "I don't know the meaning of Tao Te Ching and Yin Fu Jing, but can I gain wisdom by just reading it?"
The old man replied: Just read it first. Just like learning martial arts, you need to practice it first. After you are familiar with it, you can slowly understand it in life.
Someone asked: I would like to ask this old gentleman, is the physiognomy the highest level in physiognomy? That is, after the energy level is very high, there is no need for extrapolation methods, and you can directly see what God is like?
The old man smiled and said: If the energy is high, there is no need for magic.
Someone asked: The overall impression given to me by people who practice Taoism is that they either have long hair or beards, or both. What I want to ask is, is this Taoist habit related to "hair" and "dharma"? does it matter? That is, is it a person who has started with Taoism? Does his hair (including beard) mean something similar to the Dharma? In short, does growing hair (including beard) serve some kind of energy-receiving purpose? That is, does growing hair (beard) have anything to do with magic?
The old man laughed loudly and said after laughing: It has nothing to do with magic. It's just like wearing clothes. It's more of a style. You don't need to deliberately grow your hair.
Several questions were asked in succession, and the old man responded quickly, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that he was not satisfied with the level of his questioning skills.
The old man whispered to Fei Hongjin again, and then Fei Hongjin announced loudly: You can ask any questions you have, not limited to the content of the sermon just now.
After Fei Hongjin finished speaking, he took out a few pieces of official silver from the baggage on the table behind him, saying that if you ask questions well, you will be rewarded, real gold and silver!
Some people were immediately interested, but after the next few people were eager to give it a try, the old man still disagreed with the questions they raised.
No wonder they were dissatisfied. The questions asked by these people were too childish. Even ordinary people could probably answer many of the questions. In Zhao Chuan's opinion, such questions were purely for making up numbers.
Zhao Chuan looked at the people in the main hall, then squeezed forward, and someone immediately stepped out of the way.
Zhao Chuan only took a few steps forward, then stood still, looked at the flying red scarf, and said with a smile: "Hello, teacher, I just talked about getting qi. I would like to ask, does this refer to the doctor? If so, how to get qi?" Qi, is it the same as the Qi at the needle after the needle is inserted?"
The old man raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Chuan seriously, then pondered for a moment and said, "I will explain this to you in detail when I talk about acupuncture in the future."
Zhao Chuan snorted and asked, "Teacher, please tell me how to improve my own energy and how to improve my aura during acupuncture."
The old man said: Self-exercise is to improve energy. Of course, I didn’t talk about the specific methods of the five arts today, because it would be too much to talk about.
Zhao Chuan continued to ask: Teacher, you have said in the previous course that what an object receives is its nature, what its nature emits is its destiny, what a person receives is also its nature, and that person’s character is also what nature receives. It can be said that Is a person's character determined innate?
The old man sighed and said: Logically speaking, it is determined innately, but it can also be changed the day after tomorrow.
Zhao Chuan clings to it: Heaven’s heart is hard to change, nature is hard to change, and changing one’s fate is to change one’s nature. So what factors determine or influence heaven’s heart and nature?
Fei Hongjin had obviously noticed Zhao Chuan and seemed to have recognized Zhao Chuan. She leaned over and said something to the old man, and then the old man nodded with a twinkle in his eye.
The old man looked at Zhao Chuan with a smile, paused for a moment, and then spoke: "Say closer, it's easier to talk about specific cultivation..."
The old man then turned his eyes to others and asked, "Do the others have any problems?" If not, that’s it for today’s sermon, and everyone can go.
The people who listened to the sermon dispersed in a hurry, and soon they were all gone.
Zhao Chuan delayed deliberately. He wanted to go last because he wanted to see Fei Hongjin and hoped that she would stop him and have a conversation, and maybe something would happen in between...
But Fei Hongjin pretended not to recognize Zhao Chuan.
Zhao Chuan had no choice but to leave.
"This damn girl was helped by me on the way to Mengcheng, but now she doesn't recognize her when we meet her, this ungrateful little girl! Zhao Chuan is a little unhappy.
But Zhao Chuan seemed unwilling to leave like this. When he was about to walk out of the small courtyard where he was preaching, Zhao Chuan suddenly turned around and shouted loudly: "Flying Red Scarf! Flying Red Scarf!"
After shouting, he took a peek and saw the woman in the main hall suddenly raised her head to look at him, and then chased her out.
"Do you recognize Fei Hongjin? Where is she? Who are you?" The woman chased her out.
"Aren't you?" Zhao Chuan was a little surprised.
"I am his sister, we are twin sisters."
It turned out that she was not Fei Hongjin, Zhao Chuan understood immediately, no wonder she looked so similar.
"Oh, you heard me wrong. I shouted just to play. I don't recognize the flying red scarf." Zhao Chuan turned around and left.
After the New Year, Zhao Chuan no longer accepts low-grade elixirs in alchemy, and only uses fifth- and sixth-grade elixirs.
The reason is that low-grade elixirs are not very profitable, but they are just as troublesome to refine.
If Han Bing has personal connections and privately receives elixirs of grade eight or nine and above, which are even less popular, Zhao Chuan will say that he can only give it a try. There will be no processing fee, but he will be given more materials. Don’t be happy if you succeed, and don’t be happy if you fail. angry.
Why do we do this?
Zhao Chuan told Deng Ninzhi to explain to Han Bing that this was because low-grade elixirs used ordinary materials and the success rate was not high.
Deng Ninzhi was unhappy, but she had no choice but to listen to him.
The alchemy business is pretty good.
Now I only make about one order a month, and the processing fee is only 6,000 to 7,000 yuan. Plus the remaining pill materials are 4,000 to 5,000 yuan. I have accumulated a lot of pills.
Although it is not profitable to process ordinary elixirs for others, it is still possible to sell them yourself.
Zhao Chuan planned to refine some common medicinal elixirs that he had tried in Mengcheng, open an elixir shop, and let Deng Niazhi manage them.
A few months have passed, and we have moved into a new home. The facade has been changed to the Pujitang headquarters, and it was originally a branch.
It turned out that Sun Huainan, whom I met while traveling, was a medicinal materials merchant, and they opened a pharmacy in partnership with him to facilitate patients to get medicines.
Cheng Shulan finally gave birth to a son, named Xingye, temporarily taking his mother's surname.
The new house is located in the third courtyard, which is relatively spacious. The housekeeper hired a nanny, similar to a confinement nanny, to take care of Cheng Shulan and her son.
The rich people only cooked buns, and there was also a chess, calligraphy and painting studio in the new courtyard. There was no one in the family who was highly educated, so Deng Ninzhi went to mess around.
When he moved, Zhao Chuan had ten tables, two tables for Zhao Chuan's friends, three tables for his own servants and two hired doctors.
Deng Ninzhi doesn't have many friends.
Hentian Palace Hanshuang has taken a new look at the Zhao family since Nian Zhi donated the money, and happily came to the table with people.
The rest were all Cheng Shulan's friends, and regardless of whether the relationship was good or not, there were actually many people asking for invitations.
Mrs. Lei, Mrs. Zhong, Mrs. Xiang, Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Xu, Mrs. Mei, Mrs. Gao, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, Miss Jing, Miss Hu, Miss Li...etc.
Although Miss Han didn't come because she had something to do, she did send a congratulatory gift.
During Cheng Shujie's pregnancy, Zhao Chuan mostly went to Deng Niazhi's place, and the two of them had fun, or practiced together, as always.
After Cheng Shulan was one month old, Zhao Chuan naturally came over to comfort her.
The two took off their clothes and lay down on the bed. Cheng Shulan suddenly remembered that the beauty rejuvenation pill Zhao Chuan had given her had run out.
Cheng Shulan asked: "Husband, please get another bottle of the beauty pill."
"What? How many years can that bottle last? You've finished eating it?" Zhao Chuan was surprised.
"Well, my sisters saw that my appearance was getting more and more delicate, and asked me what I was eating, so I just gave them some."
"Oh, you are so generous. One pill costs a hundred taels of silver, and a bottle costs several thousand taels of silver!"
Cheng Shulan was shocked when he heard this. His naked white body suddenly sat up: "What? It's so expensive! You prodigal man, why are you doing so much trouble when you have nothing to do! I'm not sick or injured, so why should I take pills? Our family has a large population now. The number is increasing day by day, and the ostentation is so big. There are not many people making money, but there are many people spending money. I budget carefully every day, and I always buy clothes on sale..."
When Zhao Chuan heard this, he thought, "I am really aggrieved. I have put so much effort into it, just for you!"
Zhao Chuan was completely speechless and simply pretended to be dead.
Cheng Shulan felt sorry for Yinzi and nagged for a long time.
Cheng Shulan felt uncomfortable and asked Zhao Chuan how he remembered to make that thing, who gave him the formula, and how many precious medicinal materials were used...
Zhao Chuan kept mumbling for a long time, just pretending to be confused.
Cheng Shulan was so angry that she kicked him twice on the bed. Zhao Chuan didn't fight back or kick him back, he just screamed in pain.
Zhao Chuan not only cried out in pain after being beaten, but also felt miserable in his heart. He had clearly given away his thousands of taels of silver to someone, and yet he was still looking for trouble. Where could this be said?
But even so, Zhao Chuan didn't make any noise and let you, Cheng Shulan, do whatever you want.
When Cheng Shulan was tired of tossing, she stopped and lay quietly on the bed, feeling sad secretly.
But after a while, Cheng Shulan changed her mind and thought: This little man is really willing to sacrifice for me. It is worth the hardship and hardship to go to the world with him.
As soon as Cheng Shulan changed her mind, she changed her thoughts and ideas, and then she became extremely gentle and charming, coaxing the man with all kinds of charms, kissing, rubbing and touching, all at random.
Although Zhao Chuan was full of grievances and complaints just now, when he saw Cheng Shulan treating him like this in the blink of an eye, his unhappiness quickly disappeared.
After all, Cheng Shulan was the woman Zhao Chuan cared about. Her husband's sense of responsibility was revived, and he immediately jumped on his horse and started galloping wantonly on the plains...
After a while of tossing, both of them were satisfied and had no words for the rest of the night.
