Siheyuan: Separate from the beginning and live with my sister

Now that we have a goal, all that remains is to make specific arrangements.

He Lin chuckled and thought about Hu Lai's recent porcelain transaction. Isn't this ready-made deal right in front of him?

He Lin used the Magic Lord Card to change himself into the old man. He took out the folding fan in his hand and shook it twice, and his state was exactly the same as the old man just now.

Hu Lai had already completed the task assigned by Er Meng. If the old man had not asked him to delay a little before leaving, he would have escaped long ago.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Hu Lai rolled up the cloth in front of him and stuffed the few tattered books into the lining of his clothes.

For this deal, Er Meng promised to pay him 30 yuan as a reward. With this money, he could almost marry a wife in the countryside. Thinking of this, Hu Lai curled his lips and was very happy.

"Brother Lao Hu, you haven't left yet?"

He Lin disguised himself as an old man and greeted Hu Lai.

"Ah? You, you left, didn't you? Why are you back? We agreed that we would settle the payment and goods, and there would be no later payment. Hey, that's not right, how do you know my last name is Hu?"

"Hey, Brother Hu, who do you think I am? The goods have been sold. I have something private to discuss with you. If you don't believe me, look at me. I have nothing with me. We are doing normal business now. Brother Hu, don't leave in a hurry. Let's talk about private matters."

"As for how I know your last name is Hu, I can tell the past three hundred years just by counting on my fingers, so how can I not figure out your last name?"

Hu came to see that He Lin indeed did not bring anything, and felt relieved. He put the floor cloth in front of the two of them and pretended to negotiate the price.

"To be honest with you, Brother Hu, I am Zhang Beixi, the 60th generation descendant of the Longhu Mountain Taoist school. I was a well-known figure in my past, but the world is full of twists and turns, and my fortunes are declining. I have no place to display my skills, and I have fallen to the level of a small trader."

Longhu Mountain is very famous in the history of Taoism. Zhang Daoling, the founder of Zhengyi Taoism, once made elixirs here. Legend has it that "when the elixir is made, dragons and tigers will appear", hence the name.

Although Hu Lai was not well educated, he had heard of the fame of Longhu Mountain.

He then looked at He Lin waving his folding fan, looking like an immortal. He had just guessed his last name, so he was already 70% sure about He Lin's identity.

"So, what does Master Zhang want from Hu Lai? If you need any help from me, just let me know."

"I am a master in my own realm. What can I do with you? If I had not yet reached the pinnacle of my cultivation and had not yet escaped from the Three Realms, I would not be doing such mundane things today."

"It is fate that we meet today. I am here only to give you a few pointers to help you achieve a perfect state of mind. It is up to you whether you want to listen or not."

"Master, please speak. I am all ears."

Seeing that Hu Lai was so smart, He Lin didn't hesitate to tell him his plan.

It's nothing more than seeing that brother Hu has a peach blossom on his face, it seems that good things are coming, and your marriage will be fulfilled near here.

Not far from here, at No. 94 Nanluoguxiang, there is a courtyard house where there lives an old widowed woman named Jia Zhang, formerly known as Zhang Cuihua. She is the perfect match for you in this life and will help you make a fortune and become successful in the future.

When Hu Lai heard this, his face immediately drooped. The old woman was a widow, and this was not what he wanted.

"Brother Hu, how can you judge a person by his appearance? Let's not talk about the distant past. Even Jia Zhang has the compensation for her son's work injury hidden on her. It's as much as three or four hundred yuan, which is more than the transaction amount between you and me today."

Hu Lai's eyes lit up. Three or four hundred yuan? Even the village chief's eldest brother probably didn't have that much money.

"Thank you, Master. When I get back, I will find a matchmaker to go to her house to give her the betrothal gifts and marry her off in a formal ceremony."

He Lin pretended to be angry and lectured Hu Lai:

"Brother Hu, although your last name is Hu, you can't be so foolish. I told you this news because of our fate. If you make a fuss in public and everyone knows about this good thing, wouldn't it allow others to take away your luck?"

"Then, Master, what do you think I should do?"

"You do as I say. Jia Zhang has a weakness, which is that she becomes greedy when she sees money. If you do this then..."

Hu Lai's eyes gradually became hotter and hotter, and seeing that things were almost done, He Lin added fuel to the fire.

"The heavens and the people are bustling with each other, and they all have their own interests. I taught you to make such a plan, which is to take away the luck of Jia Zhang and force it on you. She will naturally resist stubbornly and would rather die than obey. You must not be soft-hearted and let her bite you back. If this happens, even the Great Luo Immortal will come and it will be difficult to save you."

"Master, please rest assured. Although Old Hu may not have any other skills, he still has some martial arts skills. When the time comes, I will definitely serve her very well. Even her own mother may not recognize her."

He Lin chuckled and left Pigeon City in a flash.

When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame.

He Lin lay in his room and took out the antique porcelain he got from Hu Lai.

This is a three-legged round plate with a base of about 15 centimeters. It is similar to the "brush washer" used by ancient literati. It is finely crafted, with pure glaze and ice crackle patterns. The sky-blue glaze looks particularly mysterious.

Sky blue? He Lin's heart trembled. Oh my god, could it be that thing?

He Lin knew nothing about ancient porcelain. The only thing he knew a little about was Ru kiln, which was why he was fascinated by the line "The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you", and he looked up a lot of relevant information.

According to legend, one day Song Huizong Zhao Ji had a magnificent dream.

In the dream, the heavy rain stopped and the sky was about to clear up. A dazzling azure color came into view. So he wrote down the sentence "After the rain, the sky cleared up and the clouds broke" and gave it to the porcelain craftsmen, asking them to burn this glaze color.

Ru Kiln came into being from then on.

He Lin lay on the bed and laughed. He had originally thought of expanding his business territory after the storm, but now he has this thing, it seems he doesn't have to work so hard.

Any piece of Ru kiln would be worth a fortune in the 21st century. The one in his hand looks much more exquisite, and it is the best of the best, and it can be said to be a priceless treasure.

However, by the time the new millennium comes, I will be too old to play even if I want to, so I'd better give up this idea.

Little assistant?

A beautiful, gentle, generous and dedicated assistant?

He Lin's daily system sign-in has become a formality. He no longer pays attention to the trivial matters and has not spoken to the system assistant for a long time.

"What about chicken feathers?"

"Um... We are all cultured people, can you please be more civilized?"

"You are free and easy now, but I am in the upgraded 996 time travel system. Who can I complain to?"

"If you have something to say, please say it now. If you have to fart, please fart now. Don't disturb me from catching up on my sleep."

He Lin was speechless. It turned out that this system assistant was actually a terrible programmer.

"Nonsense, you are the beast of burden..."