Skilled in managing a house

"Brother Zhang, congratulations." "Congratulations." "Brother is really a promising young man with a lot of luck." "I have never seen anyone as lucky as my brother."

Everyone present wanted to congratulate Zhang Yu, and many people felt envious, jealous, and hateful in their hearts.

As the saying goes, one person is more likely to die than another. The difference in luck is really too big. It's so big that people almost lose the courage to live.

Zhang Yu was chatting and laughing, and was polite to everyone.

Then, he deliberately asked casually, "Besides jujube, peach, and golden nanmu, are there any other varieties of thunderwood we bet on here?"

"Actually, almost all trees can be gambled, but in the industry, jujube, peach and golden nanmu have the highest value. The second most valuable is camphor wood." Xiong Zhenyue was the first to answer.

"That's right, that's right, thunder-strike wood is generally valuable." "But it can be divided into three, six, and nine grades. Camphor wood is second only to golden nanmu among thunder-strike wood." Other people, now They don't dare to underestimate Zhang Yu. In their eyes, Zhang Yu is worth hundreds of millions.

Of course, this is because they don't know that Zhang Yu is the chairman of Wudang Group.

Although Zhang Yu has also appeared in newspapers, people in the real estate industry generally know him. People who play with wood don't care much about real estate bosses.

"Cinnamomum camphor wood" Zhang Yu muttered deliberately and said with a smile: "It sounds good. Is it a tree with fragrance?"

"Yes, it does have a fragrance." Xiong Zhenyue said.

"Then there is one somewhere here. I haven't seen it yet. Can you take me to have a look nearby?" Zhang Yu said with a grin.

"No problem, no problem." Everyone nodded unanimously, including forest farm staff.

At that moment, many people took Zhang Yu to the location of camphor wood. They also wanted to see if Zhang Yu's magic would continue.

Not to mention, the direction he was going to was exactly where Zhang Yu passed by last night.

Soon, they came to a forest, surrounded by many camphor trees, some of which were also surrounded by guardrails. Zhang Yu remembered the number of the camphor tree, walked to the tree, and deliberately stopped.

"Huh?"

For a moment, Zhang Yu realized something was wrong.

There was nothing wrong with the number. It was the same as the one he met last night, and there was a refreshing fragrance around it. But last night, he could feel the evil aura exuding from the camphor tree. But right now, this camphor tree seems to be no different from an ordinary tree.

Seeing Zhang Yu stop, everyone else also stopped.

"Brother, what's wrong?" "Yes, this tree has an owner." Someone said immediately.

Zhang Yu grinned and said, "I think this tree is good. Maybe I can bet on it. I don't know who owns this tree. Can you transfer it to me?"

"Whose tree does this belong to?" "I don't know." "Let the administrator help check."

The staff of the forest farm have registered the numbers of all trees, which can be found at a glance.

But when I found this tree, I unexpectedly discovered a problem, that is, the number of this tree was not registered.

“This tree is not registered,” the staff member said.

"If you don't register, why are there guardrails?" "Yes, if you don't register, why are there guardrails?" Many people asked in confusion.

"It's possible that one of the workers made a mistake. Mr. Zhang, the price of this camphor tree is two million. If you want it, it happens to be unregistered. We can sell it to you right away." The staff member lost no time in saying. .

"No problem." Zhang Yu nodded directly.

When he said this, he was still looking at the tree. Although there was no evil spirit now, the whole tree looked weird.

He had a clear impression of the scene last night, and it was definitely not a dream. Especially now, this tree is not registered at all and is just like those trees with owners.

Zhang Yu then signed a sales contract with the forest farm and handed it over. From now on, this tree belongs to Zhang Yu.

After all this work, the whole morning has passed. Everyone went down the mountain to eat, and in the afternoon, they started betting on wood again.

This time they were betting not on the wood struck by lightning, but on the trees below. The main thing is to see if the tree has a rotten heart. As long as you don't have a bad intention, you can definitely make a lot of money. If you have a bad intention, just admit it and lose the money.

Zhang Yu's goal is Huanghuali. It is difficult for others to determine whether his heart is broken. For Zhang Yu, he could easily tell whether it was solid or not with his six senses by just knocking twice.

He selected two hundred huanghuali trees at once. He did not plan to cut down these trees directly, but decided to dig them out and transport them away.

The reason is very simple. All kinds of yellow talisman papers are in greatest demand. It’s so laborious to buy them now. It would be much more convenient to simply sell the tree first, transplant it to Guangming Mountain, and cut it down when it is needed.

In addition, he also helped Zhan Shuaiteng and Zhan Shuaifei. The two brothers admired Zhang Yu's skills.

When there was no one around, Zhan Shuaifei whispered: "Master Zhang, your skills are too good. Can I become your teacher?"

"If you want to become your master, you should become a Taoist priest." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Ah?" Zhan Shuaifei frowned immediately.

Zhang Yu laughed again and said, "Taoist priests who join my sect can get married and have children without any delay."

"That's no problem." Zhan Shuaifei immediately became energetic and nodded directly in agreement.

"I also become a disciple." "I also become a disciple." Zhan Shuaiteng and his wife Xu Xiaomin also said together.

The purpose of Wudang Taoist Temple is to teach without distinction, especially since I have the treasure of Jiedian Ruler, so my attitude towards accepting disciples is that the more the better.

However, Zhang Yu still said: "Although it is not difficult to be my disciple, wanting to practice is not as simple as you think. At least, you will not be so free in terms of time, so you should think about it first. After all, what are you doing now? I don’t understand. You have to live in the Taoist temple for a long time in the early stage, so I’m afraid you will delay a lot of things.”

"This." Sure enough, Zhan Shuaiteng and his wife looked hesitant.

After a while, Zhan Shuai Teng looked at his younger brother and said, "Otherwise, you can represent our whole family. In the early days of apprenticeship, study hard."

The whole afternoon was spent like this, and the few of them returned to the hotel together.

The apprenticeship cannot be held here, it must be formally held in the Taoist temple, but Zhan Shuaifei has already begun to call Zhang Yu master.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Zhang Yu's mind was now filled with the camphor tree, and he had decided to go and see it tonight. Of course, the three trees had to be chopped down as well.

But he hadn't sat in the room for five minutes when the doorbell rang outside. When he opened the door, it was no surprise that it was Bao Jiayin.

"How did you come?"

"What's wrong with me coming? Do you have to go up the mountain today?" It seems that Bao Jiayin still understands him very well.

"You know this." Zhang Yu grinned, "You don't want to follow me again."

"I'm not going. I'm so scared that if I don't say anything, I'll still be wet like a dog." Bao Jiayin curled her lips and said.

"Then what are you doing here now?" Zhang Yu was confused.

"I'll sleep with you tonight!"