Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2263: Chapter 1897: Job Titles While Working_3

But it’s this simple dish that tastes so substantial!

"When we go to see the land tomorrow, you should seriously think it over. If you find anything undesirable, don’t make it public, let’s discuss it privately with Boss Song and come up with a solution."

Daoist Wuwei of course knew: "Don’t worry, Master, you’ve said it yourself that their family is blessed. Blessed people will not have inauspicious land, so most likely, that plot we’ll see tomorrow is quite nice."

...

Early the next morning.

Standing on the slightly damp wild grass on the side of the road, Daoist Wuwei and Daoist Qingyun were almost stunned to silence, staring at the vast barren slope ahead of them.

A crowd of villagers clustered behind them, following cautiously at a short distance. The security guards maintained a stern yet respectful distance.

It was the first time Lao Song’s family earnestly looked at this expansive 600-acre slope. With the endless rainy days, there was no sense of transparency without sunlight, the weeds were tall, and stepping in made you feel like your pant legs would get soaked.

Song Shancheng was still muttering: "Why choose a slope? It’ll cost more to level when the bulldozer comes. If we were to choose, it should’ve been flat land."

Song Tan explained: "It’s precisely because it’s a slope that it’s cheaper. Flat land is 120,000 per acre, slope land 80,000."

Even in a township, 80,000 is a remarkably low price. But precisely because if this land were in the city, it would be quite suitable for developing high-end residences.

But in a township...

What a joke, who’s going to develop high-end residences in a township? Who would buy them even if developed?

Thus the strengths become weaknesses, and unquestionably so. Secretary Xiaozu helped haggle in various ways, and the town was practically begging Boss Song to buy the land...

In the end, 80,000 it was.

Both Daoists heard her words and were nearly compelled to slap their thighs in frustration:

Truly unlucky!

Daoist Wuwei whispered, "Master, you only said Lao Song’s family was blessed, not that they had great fortune, even getting a plot of feng shui treasure land."

Even if he had only learned the basics, far from as skilled as his master, he couldn’t go wrong with sensing whether a place was good or not.

They had actually arrived a bit late because Daoist Qingyun had eaten too much the previous day and couldn’t fall asleep for a while, so he played games—uh no, trained, until midnight.

The next day, they got up late and again ate too much breakfast.

Fortunately, Lao Song’s family was in no rush, Wu Lan even chatted with the villagers for a good while, all talking about why the Daoists didn’t come in the morning.

Finally, someone checked the almanac and said it wasn’t yet the most auspicious time.

Instantly, the reverence inexplicably increased.

Now standing here, one could feel the gentle breeze, and the grass leaves swaying.

Any previous sense of stuffiness from the rain vanished with the wind, even bringing a sense of cheerfulness.

Even though Daoist Wuwei hadn’t achieved much, he had some skill in sensing energy. Now eagerly looking at this plot that hadn’t been developed yet, he had just one thought in mind——

If his master is buying a house, should he buy one too? Could Boss Song offer a bit more discount?

After all, unlike his master, he didn’t have much money.

He and his master slowly scanned the land, saying nothing for a long while.

Song Youde couldn’t hold back any longer and whispered, "Daoist, how’s the land?"

Daoist Qingyun let out a long breath, about to give a big sigh:

"Good!"

Just as he was about to finish speaking, they saw from the grass and forest on the hillside opposite, a man in traditional Chinese clothing turn in from the path, loudly declaring:

"Here! This feng shui is absolutely uninhabitable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was startled to find many pairs of eyes staring at him in disbelief, scaring him a bit more.

But immediately, his heart surged with joy, and he smugly twirled his beard:

"Ah! I thought no one was around at this time... This is unpleasant, I accidentally spilled the beans."

"I heard this place already has an owner?"

"Oh! This! Oh!"

"I’ve really... ruined things, what a sin!"

And Song Sancheng squinted for a while, suddenly recognizing:

"Isn’t this the guy we hired that day?"

Good gracious!

Song Tan and Lun Chuan both craned forward to have a look: Is it the guy who only talks in platitudes? Oh dear oh dear! Didn’t make money, up to mischief now?

And Xiaoyang, pulling Qiaoqiao in the crowd, also shook his head:

"Qiaoqiao, look, this is the business battle I have to face in the future... Tsk tsk tsk! So brutal!"

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